The Marriage Of The Game
40 - Brilliant Ideas

..."This feeling deepened, the more fear approached. Please don't go."...

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Aleta pushed Damar slowly and he immediately looked away from him— Damar's kiss on Aleta's forehead made him misbehave, he bit his lower lip while Damar scratched his non-itchy nape. Both of them were silent until finally Damar opened his voice first.

"When did you arrive?" asked Damar who sounded like a pleasantry to release the awkwardness between the two.

"Just now." Aleta answered briefly without looking back at him.

"Hmm" Damar nodded small.

The atmosphere of the room went back into silence, they were silent for a while.

"You're good at playing the piano" praised Aleta, who this time opened the subject.

"Yes, my father used to teach me and it's because of him that I love this instrument." Obviously Damar while recalling memories with his father.

"Oh, your father is amazing." Praise Aleta again while commenting on a smile.

Damar smiled back at Aleta's sincere praise. At first glance he noticed a smile from his sweet lips.

"If you're alone?" ask Damar back.

"I was just self-taught and had tried playing it at the coffee shop where I worked. Answer Aleta.

"And that song?" ask Damar again, curious.

"I knew the song was from a street artist, he came to me while I was pensive," his finger chuckled, "He said he would cheer me up with his song, but the artist made me cry." Reciprocity.

Damar noticed clearly the look on Aleta's face that covered her sadness behind a smile. For some reason lately he felt a little understanding Aleta's mind.

"If you weren't the son of that old man, maybe our meeting wouldn't be this bad. I like you!'

"Likes you!"

"Likes.....!'

Damar jerked from his daydream, he hit his lips with the palm of his hand while cursing himself.

"Stupid!! what were you talking about? don't just talk about Damar. Be aware, you have to be careful with him. That woman looks good on the outside but rotten on the inside." The reluctant monologue Damar admits that the remark came from his heart.

"You why?" aleta asked confusedly while holding onto Damar's shoulder.

"Ah, no! it's okay." His mouth while shaking Aleta's hand.

Now, Damar's attitude returned cold. He showed a look of dislike and hatred towards Aleta, after a few minutes ago gave a warm kiss on Aleta's forehead and emitted a sweet smile for her.

"His personality is really weird!" aleta Mummings.

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That night Kemal visited the Emir, to find out after meeting with Aleta. He was quite proud when helping the two to meet, even though it was only a reason behind the secret of the two.

"So, what's your next plan?" ask Kemal while smoking a cigarette water pipe.

The emir smiled. "Follow the game." The answer.

"I don't think my friend this one never runs out of sense" Kemal said.

"That young man will never be able to fight me!" his bluff was fierce.

"You'll be waiting for her to admit, that your son is now the wife of a young businessman, Damar Emilio!"

The Emir just silently did not respond to anything, but Kemal noticed the look of his face that was difficult to read. I don't know what else he planned, Kemal just followed him.

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Damar stood still in front of the boat barrier while staring at the expanse of the night sea with a sparkle of light reflecting from above, as if adding a beautiful impression for those who see it.

Aleta approached Damar and enjoyed the scenery. Feel the breath of the soul-soothing night wind and hear the calm sound of the sea water.

"So, what did you bring me here for?" Aleta looked towards him.

"We'll spend the night here." Damar replied flatly while continuing to look forward.

"Hm." Damar.

"I don't want to, I want to go home now!" Aleta refused firmly, because tomorrow she has an appointment with her father.

Hearing the rejection from him, Damar stepped closer to him. Slowly her footsteps approached with a cold gaze and Aleta who felt intimidated avoided her gaze from looking fixedly at her face.

Damar locks Aleta's movements with both hands holding on to the ship's perimeter. Staring then approaching his face.

Damar said, "Are you afraid to spend the night with me?"

Both eyes were pointing to the side. "Ha! no. No, why be afraid."

"really! what if tonight, something unexpected happens to you,"

"You mean!!" now Aleta looked at Damar cynically.

"You and me, ah, doesn't mean we're gonna spend an exciting night!"

Whispering the naughty Damar in Aleta's ear made the owner shudder in horror, immediately Aleta pushed Damar's body away.

"Basic pervert!!"

Let Aleta down before passing leaving Damar there. While Damar held back his laughter after seeing the nervous reaction of Aleta.

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That night the sky looked bright—the moon that became a lighting lamp and stars were studded twinkling up there, adding a romantic atmosphere for couples who were in a hangover romance.

Without exception, Aleta who looks confused when dinner with Damar. Although his gaze stared at the dish, his mind wandered around capturing one idea in order to get away from it.

"Did he not want to praise me? though I've been struggling to arrange this dining table order to look romantic, even I deliberately ordered the premium meat along with the candle light limited edition." Damar muttered exasperatedly as he stared intently at Aleta.

Damar's gaze made Aleta again nervous so that he could not enjoy the steak and he unconsciously nudged the legged glass containing wine.

"Aah!!!"

Aleta was aghast when the wine fell to the point of dirtying her shirt and pants. Aleta tried to clean it using a tissue, but the red stain had stuck there.

"Bas reckless, come with me!" Take Damar to stand beside him.

Aleta looks up. "Ha! where you going?" tanyanya doubt.

"Follow it out." Damar pulls Aleta's hand.

Damar gives one of his white shirts to Aleta to wear instead of clothes that have been dirty.

"Wear this!" he threw the shirt on Aleta's face.

"No need, my clothes are just a little dirty." Refuse to return Damar's shirt.

"Don't be overconfident, I'm not lending you this shirt because I care about your clothes. I don't like looking at dirty clothes!" he gave me back the shirt.

"If you don't like it, I can go back home then." Aleta sumringah.

"Please!" he grins.

"really? you're not gonna ban me?" Aleta assured Damar's words once again.

Damar nodded confidently despite implied some meaning of his words. Aleta handed him the shirt and stepped lightly out of the walk-in closet, leaving Damar still staring at his back until he was no longer visible.

"It's so easy I can get out of here! why did I keep thinking!" monologue Aleta chuckled.

Suddenly the laughter stopped immediately followed by his steps becoming slow as he stood in the threshold of the ship's exit. Aleta clenched her hands tightly while gritting her teeth—cluttered a few words, until Aleta finally shouted as loudly as possible.

"DAVARRRR!!!!!!!"

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