Not Nackal, Nurul!

Dance Floor

A stiff atmosphere was created between Tommy and Maria.  “His attitude is very different to Nurul,” inner Tommy after he heard the words of Maria.  According to Tommy, it is impossible for a Nurul to have the style of language that such noble women usually have.  Nurul who he knows is a friendly woman, honest, more precisely plain. Far from a haughty impression like this.

The lights on the mansion grounds were changing, they were fainter and more diverse in color.  Along with that, the rhythm of low-volume music changes to classical music with a more pronounced volume.  Then came the sound of the MC taking over the show.  

Two engaged men dancing under the floodlights.  They were the center of attention, a sweet sight.  Before long, people followed them to dance with their respective partners.  In addition, there is also a mother with her child or brother.  MC also invited other guests to dance.

“Will you..?” said Tommy who opened his hands to Maria while lowering his body in front of Maria.  Maria's face was flat, as if to reject the invitation but hesitated.  Then, Maria's friend approached and whispered something to her.  “Don't waste this opportunity, Maria.  He is the son of a great businessman who adores all women!” whispered friend of Mary.

Maria frowned and shook her head quickly.  Until Tommy straightened his body because Maria never accepted his invitation, suddenly someone pushed Maria's body from behind.  One of Mary's friends, and they giggled while keeping their mouths shut afterwards.

Tommy's smile burst out and he immediately wrapped his hands around Maria's waist and also clasped the girl's hand on the other side.  “Noble girl couldn't possibly not dance.  Unless he is a person from a remote area,” said Tommy.  Maria's face boiled over and she finally moved in unison with Tommy's movements.  “You can't keep thinking of me as someone else,” Maria said.

“I never think of you as someone else, even though you metamorphose into a butterfly fairy though,” he said slowly by bringing his mouth close to the ear of Maria.  Tommy felt that intimacy again.  He remembered very well this curve, the ears he recognized, the neck vein and the shape of Nurul's side jaw.  Tommy is convinced that this girl is Nurul.

Maria kept her head away from Tommy's face.  “What do you mean?” said Maria.  “You can't lie to me even if you have a thousand identities, I never think of you as someone else,” Tommy said with a straight face right in front of Maria's face about a inch away.

After staring at Tommy's glare, Maria blinked quickly, then shifted her gaze elsewhere and her eyeballs moved left and right quickly.  Clearly Maria was thinking or preparing something to say to Tommy.  Maria smiled at Tommy.

“Once, maybe my existence reminds you of someone else.  That's not my problem.  For me you are just my partner to enjoy tonight, nothing more.  I thought you were pretty handsome and your appearance was pretty decent too.  People say you're also from the nobility.  Safe enough for me not to embarrass myself when I'm with just any guy.  So, let's enjoy tonight without mentioning others among us,” Maria said as she raised her head.

Tommy was stunned by the figure in front of him.  Mary's figure is so strong.  Tommy salutes this change when it is true that this girl is Nurul.  It is inconceivable that Nurul's efforts to be able to turn into the figure of Mary like this.  Must have been very intentional.  Two sides in Tommy's mind were raging.  He doubted Nurul but at the same time felt that this girl was Nurul.

Music plays with the part that peaks and then decreases.  Their emotions follow the movements of their feet according to their beats.  Tommy's dance ability balanced with Maria's rhythmic pace attracted the attention of other invitations.  The engaged couple ended their dance and enjoyed the harmony of Tommy and Maria.

Suddenly Maria steps on Tommy's shoes with the pointed heels of his shoes.  “Oops... Sorry,” says Maria.  Tommy immediately let go of his embrace and looked down in pain.  People laughed to see them.  Tommy raised his head to look at Maria then smiled and tilted his head slightly.  A mocking face.

“You ain't nothing, are you?” maria said with her style that is clearly not a natural form of sympathy.  Tommy re-stands his body.  “It looks like Cinderella is exhausted, ladies and gentlemen,” he said as he opened his hands and turned his gaze around.  People were laughing, smiling and showing an anxious expression.

Tommy pulls Maria over.  People applauded letting them go.  The party continues without Tommy and Maria.  Tommy and Maria are walking to a less crowded place.  The waiter offers them a drink and Tommy takes it for Maria.

After drinking and putting their glasses on the table on the other side, they continued their walk.  Maria who leads the direction of their journey while chatting.  Conversations between men who continue to flirt and women who are so expensive to sell.

“You impressed me, Tommy.  But I don't like being the center of attention like that.  Very not free.  I am a woman who loves freedom.  No one noticed it could make us more detached to do whatever we like,” Maria said.  “Are we not educated to be able to behave in front of a crowd?  The rules make us civilized, don't they?” ask Tommy.

Actually, the direction of Tommy's question just wants to resurface the principle that Nurul has been holding.  Being civilized and obeying the rules was something that a Nurul was so guarded about.  Hearing those words, Maria smiled cunningly.  He pulled Tommy's hand to shake their footsteps.

They were in a place so hidden.  A garden with a high living fence that resembles a labyrinth.  The sound of party music has been heard so far.  The lighting atmosphere is so minimal, there are only garden lights that can be counted with fingers with their distance not so close together.  There can't be anyone else in this place right now.

After they slowed down their steps, Maria pushed Tommy's chest a little rough.  Tommy was leaning on a large tree trunk.  Maria cornered him and approached him.  “All that is not needed if no one sees,” Maria said in front of Tommy's face.

Maria propped her hands up on the same tree trunk, this body of hers was already attached to Tommy's body.  Maria's face approached Tommy's neck and exhaled there, making Tommy's roman fur shudder.  “In this way we are free to do anything, without anyone seeing,” whispered Maria right in front of Tommy's ear.

Maria's breath goes into Tommy's ear cavity.  It was increasingly calling out the passion of Tommy who had been imprisoned in a manners.  Initially Tommy lets Maria lead the game that he started this, then…