PAPER BOATS (Trapped by the Past)

PAPER BOATS (Trapped by the Past)
Chapter 96 VIONA AND MEMORIES



Nadia went into the room and locked the door.


Chequek!


Then leaned his body against the door. Smile expands.


He recalled the moment Surya kissed his lips. Nadia closed her eyes, trying to rediscover the taste.


Sweet, warm and....Akh...!


Nadia immediately sagged to the floor. His knees suddenly went limp, as if unable to support his flattened body.


After feeling strong again, Nadia tried to stand up. Then step onto his study table.


There is a large collection of paper boats, which he made shortly after he had failed Surya.


Nadia took it all. Then one by one he put it in the garbage basket.


Deities...I knew you'd never come.


You've forgotten me, haven't you?


Or have you got my replacement?


Well then, congratulations?


I have also found your replacement.


Solar.


Yes, Surya replaced you.


You are sincere, if your position in my heart is replaced by Surya?


You must be sincere!


Because I don't want to be considered a fool, loving our past.


Nadia continued to monologue, until the last paper boat.


"Goodbye God. Goodbye. Hope you get another woman more than me. And may you be happy!"


Then Nadia closed her trash basket again.


Now his days will be filled only with Surya. He will make a million sweet memories with Surya, which they will remember, one day if one of them is taken first by the Creator.


While Viona who returned home because her mother was sick, was walking along the beach.


By ourselves. Because in her hometown, Viona no longer has any friends.


His friends studied outside the city. At home there is only her mother who just recovered, after Viona came home.


His father and brother had not yet returned to work.


Viona is saturated because for two days only at home, saying goodbye to her mother, to take a walk to the beach.


From the beach, Viona gazed towards the harbor. Viona sees a ship that is still very much remembered by her.


Isn't that the ship where the Son works? If so, then the Son is here.


Viona walked again towards the harbor. He hopes to meet the Son.


The atmosphere of the harbor in the afternoon was already rather quiet. Not like in the morning and afternoon so boisterous.


The sound of people screaming from the voice.


Whistle from the port officer.


The voice of the negligent. And there are still many other voices that deafen the ears.


For a moment Viona stared at the ship. How he met the Son.


Viona only knows the name of the Son. Without any frills what his position was on that ship. Even Viona's phone number doesn't have.


But Viona remembered, they had kissed on a small hill on the beach there.


Warm and passionate kiss.


At that time, Viona finished posing and they continued with a selfie together.


Starting from a distance position, until finally the Son hugged his waist from behind.


Viona's blood stopped flowing. Viona's heart was beating very fast. Chests rumbling.


Finished selfie, Putra grabbed Viona's face. Slowly bring his face closer.


Viona didn't refuse. He closed his eyes. And a moment later, their lips had already fused together.


Viona felt the warmth from the lips of the Son. Although the smell of tobacco is very pungent. The son is a smoker.


Although Viona does not like men who smoke, she does not even like if Yogi smokes nearby, but the charm of Putra can hypnotize her.


Viona resigned in the dimness of twilight that changed the night. Resign when the lips of the Son continue to be***** his lips.


Suddenly, sirens came from a ship.


The son gave up his kiss. Then he sharpened his hearing.


"What's wrong?" asked Viona at the time.


"It was like the sound of a siren from my ship. You hear that?"


Viona tried to sharpen her ears as well.


A considerable distance from the port to the hill, making the sound of a very loud siren sound only incense.


Moreover, plus the sound of waves pounding, which although small but still rumbling.


The son pulled Viona's hand down the hill. Then took Viona walking briskly half-running, approaching towards the harbor.


The son clasped Viona's hand tightly. Viona was grasping tightly as well.


No more talking. Because it's useless. Their voices will be carried by the wind that blows.


While they have to save energy, so they can quickly get to the port.


And it turned out to be true. The siren sound came from the ship where the Son worked.


A ship that is not too big. The ship is an Indonesian ship.


Viona thinks the ship used to sail out of Indonesia. But where, Viona doesn't know.


The son pointed at the ship. And Viona looked in the same direction.


"That's the ship I work on! We'll sail back!" said the Son in a loud voice. Because if slow won't be heard.


"Viona, I'm sorry! I have to go now! Thank you for that beautiful twilight! Hope we meet again!"


The son again grabbed Viona's face which was still confused. Viona doesn't know what to do.


Viona could no longer speak, for the Son again grabbed her face and ****** her lips for a moment.


And a moment later, the Son ran towards the ship. Without another word.


Viona was just glued to where she stood. Sculpting alone, in between the back and forth of ABK which may be one of them or some of them are friends of the Son.


Viona continued to sculpt until the sound of the ship's engine started and slowly left the port.


From above the deck of the ship, Viona saw the figure of the Son standing facing towards her.


He waved both his hands. Maybe while screaming. But Viona couldn't hear it.


Viona waved her hand along with her tears.


Eventually the ship kept away. And the figure of the Son was still standing there.


Viona wiped her tears herself. And after the ship got smaller, Viona walked back towards the beach.


Suddenly Viona felt stupid. Why didn't he ask for Son's phone number. Or any other identity.


How about Viona go find him. Viona's tears are back.


And with a lunglay step, Viona headed to the motor park. Riding her father's duck motorbike, Viona returns home to her parents.


The memories with the Son are so deep in Viona's heart. But the Son disappeared without a trace.


And this afternoon, Viona stood staring at the ship. In the same place as when he was just left behind by the Son.


Viona wants to get closer to the ship, but how do I find the Son? Is my son still working there? Does your son still remember it?


Viona just stood there. Between the back and forth of people who are busy with their activities.


"Vio....!"