Supersesses

Supersesses
Andares



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The focus of the people inside was instantly shifted when they suddenly sensed that something was going on with the ship.


"What's this?" Ilario asked the cameraman who was now standing next to him. The man was silent for a moment trying to digest what was going on.


"It seems the ferry is moving sir," said the cameraman so aware of what happened.


"What?! Who told the captain to leave?" Ilario's face turned upset.


"I don't know sir" the man told her.


"I have to make sure of all this," Ilario moved from his place. Walking over to his assistant who was there, was about to ascertain what was really going on.


"What's this?"


"I don't know sir, but it looks like the boat is moving" she told him.


"What's? How could? Who ordered the captain?"


"Shortly sir, let me check first," the woman moved there. He was about to leave the room to go to the control room but his steps were stopped first by Ilario.


"Ah, no need! Let me just check it myself," he said.


"Eh?"


"Let me just check. You take care of your other work!" Declared.


"Alright then sir" said the woman.


Then Ilario began to leave from there. He wanted to check the captain of the ship without instructions from him, piloting the ship before he ordered.


Ilario hurriedly moved, in the direction where the control room was located.


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"God! What have I done?!" The man cursed his folly, rushing him to find a way so he could stop his ship. But his steps stopped before he found a button to lower back his anchor.


"Wait on! Isn't this what I want?" The man nodded slowly. The focus of his eyes then turned to the control wheel, he smiled knots before finally waltzing toward the object there.


"Alright, it's time for me to hone my skills" he said. Confidently his hand reached for control, he was ready to run the ship before someone screeched at him.


"What are you doing!" His annoyed screams made the man spontaneously startled and stared in the direction of the sound.


Over there. At the entrance door, he could see the captain of the ship who had just returned from the toilet after he finished throwing his wishes. He looked angry and upset because without permission the crew was driving the ferry that should be in the future by him.


The younger man looked at her with horror. Instantly cold sweat poured down from his forehead, and his face began to turn pale.


The ship continued to move until then the rope was originally tied on one of the buffer poles in the harbor until it broke. His ship began to move away from where the port was located.


The captain moved with an annoyed face. He approached the crew of his already very presumptuous ship.


"Who ordered you to pilot this ship?!" His work is full of anger. While the one in anger just now lowered his head with fear spread all over his body.


"Try what?! You want to try to make trouble and try to trap me in trouble, do you?!" Cut quick.


"S-I don't mean to—"


"Shut up! I'm not done talking!" Cut it again, making the man instantly shut up in its place.


"Geez, your behavior really makes me emotional," the captain muttered. He massaged his temple plan that felt tense due to what he saw at this time. His focus again turned to staring intently at the crew of his ship.


"I told you to look after and double-check everything! Not just start the engine and run it! You idiot!" The man snorted annoyed.


"S-I'm really sorry sir, I didn't intentionally," the man said with a mutter.


"You think with this apology of yours, you can solve the problem huh?!"


"I know, this won't solve the problem tap—"


"What is this?!"


His words were cut off again. But this time it wasn't the ship's captain who cut his words, but a passenger they knew. Passengers who rent all their ferries for filming. Who else if not the famous director Ilario.


"P-pak Ilario," they said simultaneously with shocked faces staring at Ilario who had just arrived. The two's faces turned frantic instantly as soon as they realized that arriving there was Ilario who was supposed to provide information on when they should leave.


"What's this about? Who told you to run the ferry?" Ask the man who is trying to calm down.


"Sorry before sir, there were some technical mistakes made by my crew. He accidentally pressed the engine button that automatically turned the engine on. We really haven't received any orders from the crew or the father's assistant, so what should be blamed here is me and my crew," the ship's captain looked down apologizing, similarly, the crew of the ship who was initially angry with him. The man was currently standing right next to the master. He both apologized, and both bowed their heads.


"Technical error?" Repeat Ilario there with a look of surprise.


"real sir. Once again, we apologise profusely" the man said.


"Huft~" Ilario sighed harshly. He rubbed his face, before then saying "if so quickly you drive the ship, we turn back to the port," he told the captain.


"Okay sir" the captain did what Ilario had told him. He's in control there, but he's checking the radar. He only realized that his ship had moved far enough away from where they had originally been.


"Sorry sir, there are bad things that I have to say" said the ship's captain carefully. Ilario who heard him instantly looked at him with a surprised look.


"What?" Ask.


"We are very far from the port, if we return it will take time to turn the ship. So what if we just continue the journey?" Said the ship's captain who ended the question on his proposed advice.


"What?" Ilario. "We can't turn around?" Deuteronomy that only answered the nod of the head by the captain.


"Gosh, then I have to change all of the original plans," he muttered in a worried voice.


"So... how about sir?" The nahkoda asked again. Ilario's focus turned to him at a glance before then he glanced at the watch in his hand.


"I won't have enough time to turn around, it seems like I should follow her advice," Ilario muttered glancing at her watch.


"Alright, we continue" he said.


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