On a Small Island With the CEO's Daughter
Episode 23: Beautiful harmony

Travel is a struggle, though,

Obstacles as dynamics, as,

There is no easy struggle, though,

No suffering goes on, though,

Change as color.

Life is a gift, though,

Guarding,

Caring for,

Defend,

Not surrender.

Screams and cries, and,

Laughter and cheer, and,

The world was made for you,

You are free to be what you want to be,

Like a natural painter,

Writing works as meaning.

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"Wahh..good thing.you are always poetic gini yes every time?" Naya was amazed to hear the poetry of Angga spontaneity.

"Hehe. I have a hobby of writing poetry. Sometimes you like to sing and write novels, too" Angga said.

"Wihh.bener Pujangga. I love poetry, I love singing, I love making novels. Guys like you are usually classified as a romantic guy you know." welcome cheerful Naya.

"Yeah?!" Angga smiled showing the white teeth that lined up neatly like a district fence.

The two of them were walking around the hut area. After the appearance of the Lion, Angga became more vigilant.

That morning he went around to patrol. Unexpectedly, Naya volunteered to help. Angga finally allowed Naya to come along. Given the conditions are quite safe, after all they will not go around far. Only a radius of 100 meters from the hut.

"You've been studying martial arts since when, haven't you?" ask Naya. They were walking along a bush that was not too lush.

"Since childhood. Around the age of 5 I was introduced to martial arts by my grandfather. At first, Grandpa hoped to reduce his knowledge to father. It turns out that I'm not very interested in martial arts. He prefers in terms of creativity, working to make something," said Angga reminiscing about the past.

"My grandfather used to be a pencak silat trainer named Tapak Murni. He is very famous in his village. Only a few people in the village could match grandfather's ability. Sometimes I also invited grandfather to explore the forest, learn to live in the wild, swim in the river, climb the mountain. It was done by grandfather in an effort to sharpen my instinct." Angga.

"Well, it's been a long time since you learned it. Pantesan adept at wearing it," praised Naya with a beautiful smile. Her cheerful face added an aura of beauty in that smile.

"Yes. But I'm not like a grandfather who devoted his knowledge to training people, helping the village from disorder, or the like. In high school, I was busy. Even though I was classified as proficient, but there was no one proud achievement. Even when I went to college, I buried my ability to not look flashy on campus. I just want to be a scholar and boast of my parents" Angga smiled wryly.

"It's all because of opportunity. School time, your chances are only in brawls. When you go to college you have no intention of taking chances. Though in the campus there are also many martial contest. But here, you have taken that opportunity. You helped me, protected me. Achievements do not have to look real and pride themselves in front of everyone. To me, your achievements are huge. You are the best warrior on the island. Even champions from anywhere are not necessarily able to fight as well as you here," said Naya gave a different view.

"Hahaha.it's just instinct. I don't like to see evil and oppression" Angga smiled.

For a moment they stopped under a shady tree. Their eyes stared at each other, resisting the turmoil that had not yet been revealed in real terms.

Naya closed her eyes. Waiting tremblingly about what Angga would do after this.

Their lips almost met. But quickly Angga exercised control over his attitude. Both of Angga's hands cupped slowly on both of Naya's white cheeks. A moment later Angga softly kissed the goddess ayu.

"Wait a minute here, don't go anywhere. I'll be right back!" angga covered his nervousness. Naya also seemed embarrassed. His heart thus soared to receive gentle gentle treatment from Angga.

Naya remained silent under the tree for a few minutes. Soon after, Angga reappeared from behind the tree with a stray flower. A beautiful flower with reddish petals and a fragrant smell.

Slowly Angga tucked the flower over Naya's ear.

"Beautiful flowers for the beautiful goddess" whispered Angga who then grabbed Naya's hand to walk back together through the forest.

Unlike the previous, now every walk, they can not be separated from holding hands. Naya's heart was very happy to accept the harmony given by Angga.

"Thank you" said Naya blushed while occasionally glancing at the handsome face beside her. Angga only answered with one small pinch on Naya's nose, making Naya melt more and more.

Time had gone by for quite some time since they left the hut. The rest of the team is currently working on strengthening the hut building to be safer in protecting them from various disturbances. The team will also create a wooden fence that surrounds the hut. All efforts are made for the comfort of living. Because everyone doesn't know when they can go back home.

Indeed Angga is insolent well readers. While his friends were busy fixing the hut, Angga and Naya were busy dating themselves hehe.

Actually Angga has divided the tasks of each. Angga chose to patrol because he was the most proficient in martial arts and know nature. Perhaps other than Angga, only Pak Bagas could be considered capable of patrolling. Although impressed trivial with a walk around, but actually very full of risks and dangers. Anything can happen in the woods. Any model savage beast can appear at any time, not to mention the concern for the existence of the inland tribe, supported by a terrain that cannot be said to be easy.

Some signals of closeness between several team members also began to be seen. Rena is gradually seen starting to steal Fahri's attention. On the other hand Beno, who seems interested in Rena becomes a semvak bite. There is also Jaka who tries to steal Sisi's attention. Seen, Sisi also opened his heart to Jaka. In the last few moments, Angga felt the excessive attention of Lita. Naya also observed it. But the proximity of Angga and Naya provides its own sign for Lita's efforts. Mr. Bagas, Mr. Herson, and Ms. Mayang just look with a smile every interaction that occurs between the young there.

"Well, have you ever had a boyfriend before?. Or even have it now but I don't know yet.." Naya spoke again after the two moments joined in silence.

"I.hehe. Is it important to you?. Are you afraid of having a competitor? Hehe," tease Angga.

"Anggaaa.hmm. Just answer me, very complicated!" Naya sulks spoiled. Her lips look manyun cover the shame combined with the turmoil of curiosity.

"Still this original, ma'am. Never opened the seal," answered Angga as if a mobile phone merchant who was offering his merchandise.

"Yee..is it mobile?!. Pake all seals.." sergeant Naya a little sewot.

"Well.began to look at the carousel.hahaha," Angga pinched Naya's cheek and ran away.

"Related!!" Naya pursuit.

But a while running, suddenly Angga stopped his steps. Naya had caught up behind Angga, but received a signal from Angga to be quiet.

"Sstt.silence first. There was a suspicious sound and movement ahead" whispered Angga. Naya is frightened and hides behind Angga's back. He was worried that the Lion would come back and take revenge. Naya is also worried about other animal threats.

A few meters ahead of them, the bushes moved. Sounds like some pretty heavy steps. The sound of branches broken by being trampled and leaves rubbed due to being pushed something increasingly makes Naya's heart shrink.

"I'm scared.." Naya tightly knit Angga's arm.

"Quiet, Honey. I will protect you, whatever the risk," Angga tried to calm down by placing his other hand on Naya's hand which was still tightly knitted in her arms.

"What's?? Baby?!" naya's heart was racing. His heart was between fear and happiness.

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