The Love In Cruise Ship

Going outside

" Erika, embarkation tomorrow you have a schedule for i95. Don't forget your id was brought!" Manoj tells Erika, after a work meeting.

"What time is boss?"

"Hour 9" replied Manoj.

Erika runs into Jayden in the hall way. Jayden getting ready for the afternoon shif work on the open deck.

"Hey Jayd" said Erika.

"By! comuestas paisana's? "Jayden replied with a dilatinated-latin accent.

"Your logo looks more like italiano bonjorno" Erika chuckled.

"What are you carrying?" Erika sees Jayden carrying a bundle of napkins.

"It's cookies, make a snack on top. I just took it on crew mess. You want? Been it?" tawar Jayden's.

"No thanks, if you take it on the crew mess I can take it myself later. But if you take it from Lido I want, because there's no crew mess, and I rarely go to lido."

"Oh that. Yeah, well," Jayden kept the napkin with the cookies.

"Embarkasi in front of me there is a schedule to make i95. Have many failed?"

"No, the i95 is very easy to get. Even I used to be asked in Indonesian."

"Is the person of Indonesian descent?"

"No, he's black, but he's from Indonesia. So he learned from his friend. The guy is friendly."

"really? But I'm a little worried. After a few months on board, only this time can it be scheduled."

"Because the rules were changed. You know why the new fire serinh wasn't scheduled for the i95?"

Erika shakes. Jayden continued: "In order to prevent jump ship. In recent years, many crews have jumped ship. Because the atmosphere of the ship is not good and the salary is small. Work like a horse. If it's good on the ship, there's definitely no jump ship. Especially Indonesian people, although the salary is small tp if the working atmosphere is good, they will not jump ship."

(Jump ship is a situation where the ship crew went from the ship, and chose to live on land as illegal immigrants. Because the salary on land is much greater)

"Oh yes tomorrow I also have a schedule for i95. But it's not very useful to me," Jayden scratched his non-itchy post head.

"Why?"

"I often port manning. It's been a month and I can't get out. When I asked the Housekeeping manager, they said there was nothing to replace my position in port manning. Yes already... I want to go to the hill that has Hollywood writing."

If the crew is port manning, then he cannot get out and must remain on board. To anticipate if the ship is in danger, there are still officers who handle it.

"What a pity you are. If I get an i95 then I can go out and visit my mom in Ensenda" Erika switched the conversation.

"Oh so you want to go out in Ensenada? If you want to get out there you don't need i95. That's a Mexican port. Only the American ports need i95 if they want to get out," Jayden laughed.

"Times?"

"of course. If you don't believe ask the same safety officer ato hrd, ato who is," Jayden still chuckles.

"That's how I got out of the old days huh," Erika realized her stupidity.

"Well, tomorrow I buy it," replied Erika before entering the crew mess.

Erika and Jayden do not realize that Joe is behind them, pretending to read the announcement but actually Joe eavesdropping on their conversation. Joe dislikes seeing Erika and Jayden so familiar, and can even laugh off together.

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Erika already got the i95, two days later the Ensenada port, Erika plans out. He cussed on a white tank top, blue hotpans, and a base ball cap, the matching color sneaker with his hotpans adds a sporty feel. Erika let her long dark brown hair down behind her back. Sunglasses, he's a hunk in the tanktop in the middle of his chest. The little sling bag didn't forget he was carrying.

"That's your mouth later put in a bed bag, gawking so," Erika saw Joe unconsciously until his mouth opened to see Erika without a uniform.

Joe immediately closed his mouth, "Where are you going to be so enthusiastic?" Joe switched the conversation.

"Where are you going, where else? Time with clothes like this to clean the rest room," Erika spoke cynically.

"You know later if you come out alone can be kidnapped and sold as a dancer***ng in the clubs that are there," Joe scares.

"I was kidnapped and almost made a pela**, if they do it again I know how to escape."

Joe who was trying to scare Erika even became afraid himself to hear Erika's answer. He was suddenly horrified to imagine if it happened again to Erika.

"I'm coming out!" Joe didn't think much longer.

"You're going to work?"

"Today I'm off," Joe immediately took his id card.

Erika marched out with Joe, all the way through the hallway and out the gangway they didn't say a word.

"Thank you" said Erika.

"Because it has accompanied you out? I know you're really scared and need a friend" Joe GR replied.

"Ah come on," Erika did not want to argue, actually she was grateful to remember Joe had washed his uniform. Even though Joe was quiet, Erika knew she did it. Especially when Jaydenn told me, if at midnight he saw Joe was washing women's uniforms on the laundry crew. When Jayden asked, Joe was angry.

Joe and Erika walk around the pier before finally exiting the gate.

"I want to buy coffee at starb*ck over there" Joe said.

"Yes there. But I don't have time for that," Erika walked over again leaving Joe who was about to walk into Starb*ck's booth. Seeing Erika pass, Joe soon catches up with her, as Joe's mind is suddenly filled with Erika who will be kidnapped if he is alone.

With quick footsteps, Erika to the restaurant where she used to work. Buy Jayden order of fried rice and tofu kale. After the order was obtained, Erika walked again. Joe was still behind her, walking to keep up with Erika's flabby pace. Ensenada weather is very bright, clouds in the air, bustling hustle of tourists and ship guests add to the atmosphere of the city is getting warmer.

Sweat on Joe's face. His throat was thirsty, but he did not want to lose Erika. The road is very fast like a ninja, a little Joe will lose Erika. Erika walked quite far there were 3 kilos.

"Where exactly are you going?" Joe asked.

" If you don't like it, don't follow me."

Joe decided not to ask again. Erika stopped her footsteps in front of the supermarket. On the parking lot there are some street vendors. Erika approached one of them. A middle-aged woman selling tacos and burritos with her small doros cart. There are some buyers waiting. Seeing Erika coming, the woman smiled widely.

"Mamita," cried Erika.

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