The Marriage Of The Game
42 - Question of Damar

..."Don't play with someone's patience just because you know he's kind and unbearable, because if the fire is burning big you'll have a hard time putting it out."...

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Aleta looked agitated, she just kept flipping her body when the cold hit her making her hair bristling. Aleta sat down and opened her eyes and looked at the clock hanging from the body of the ship, the hour hand showed at 01.15 in the morning.

"Damn, I can't sleep! it felt like the clock was spinning!" his gerutu clucked in annoyance.

When a strong enough sea wave hit the ship, Aleta was blown away in fear. He felt for himself how the ship was bobbing with the currents of the waves that hit him.

Not to mention the flickering light bulb suddenly, making Aleta even more shudder in horror. He intended to get out of the room to approach Damar.

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The door to the room, but nothing was heard from inside. Aleta touched the door handle that turned out to be unlocked. He raised his head to look at the situation from inside the room.

Damar appears calm and comfortable when sleeping on a soft bed. The tiptoed Aleta slowly approached Damar and then shook her hands in front of Damar's face, ensuring that the man was completely asleep so as not to feel anything as the ship swung in an uncertain direction.

After no reaction from Damar, Aleta tried to pull the thick blanket that was attached to Damar's body. Carefully he pulled it, until Damar too slightly shifted.

It was hard for Aleta to pull the blanket that was not separated from her body. But Aleta did not give up until there, she continued to try to take the blanket.

"Hey stupid lady!"

Damar delirious, making Aleta immediately stop the action and immediately crouched to hide beside the bed.

"Huft, almost there!" he said with relief while rubbing his chest.

Aleta raised her head to check on Damar who was still asleep. Aleta stood back up and pulled the blanket away from Damar's body.

This time his efforts were a little bolder unlike before which was so careful. He was a little upset, because Damar still mocked him even though the man was sleeping.

Drawn the blanket that almost slipped away to make Damar fall from the bed. Aleta took it from Damar's body.

"Feel that stone head! it's good you called me a stupid woman!" talk before you leave.

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The cold morning greeted the soft Damar who was still asleep under the floor. The light pierced meaningfully from behind the curtain of the ship and the wind also joined the sun without any choice.

There was the sound of birds singing in the ocean while flying in the sky, maybe the birds were about to greet nature and all its contents.

Damar blinked then felt his back pain from sleeping under the floor. Half shocked and in disbelief, how could he fall out of bed while he knew last night he was still in bed.

"There's no way I could fall in my sleep!"

Damar's murmured narrowly while recalling what happened in his nature.

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After cleaning himself Damar was ready to eat his breakfast in the morning. He stepped out and walked leisurely to the dining room.

His footsteps stopped when he saw Aleta sleeping on the sofa, he approached and ruffled his waist while putting on a cynical look at Aleta asleep with his thick blanket.

"Obviously this woman did it! it's great that he can make me fall asleep under the floor" Damar said.

The crouching room stared at the face of Aleta who was still sound asleep. His gaze could not be separated on Aleta's face that looked so shady and peaceful. Damar uncovers the haircut that blocks Aleta's pretty face.

"Beautiful" Praise Damar while commenting on a smile.

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Emir is waiting for Aleta on the front porch of his house since then, he hopes that today Aleta will tell him the truth so that he can continue the next plan.

Pacing in front of the door while grumbling. He did not want his son to be close to Damar before the plan he had laid out went smoothly.

Currently he desperately needs Aleta to help him launch all his actions. The Emir will never stop to destroy the Damar family until all his grudges are avenged.

"How long did the boy come? I'm tired of waiting for him in this rundown house!" the Emir was angry.

Ting!!

One message came in from his phone. The Emir saw the message sent by Kemal.

°Kemal°

Your son is currently with Damar, it looks like they are traveling on a cruise ship. You lost a step to that young man, man.

The Emir snorted in annoyance and anger when he heard the news of Aleta's current whereabouts. Highlight his eyes sharp to look red flashes followed by a strong fist of his hand.

"Aarghhh, motherfucker!!!"

Emir's screams of anger boomed in every corner of his house. His emotions run high knowing that he always fails to bring down Damar.

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Damar enjoyed the beauty of the sea after finishing his breakfast, breathing in the fresh air that made it into his nasal cavity. That morning he seemed so happy, though he had no idea what made him happy.

Aleta caught up with Damar after rushing to finish her breakfast. He again tried to ask Damar to take him home, with a thousand reasons that are not clear.

"Broom, we better get home!" he said it again and again.

Damar only glanced at a glance while taking out his semirk. He does not easily believe in the reasons Aleta said. It was easy enough for him to know the lie about what Aleta said.

"You want us to go home?" ask Damar.

Aleta nodded quickly and confidently.

"Well, we'll go home before you answer my questions!" damar said after getting caught up with an idea to trap him.

Think briefly. "OK!" he was pretty sure.

Damar smiled in satisfaction as Aleta managed to get into her trap.

"Just tell me what you want to ask!" aleta said impatiently waiting for a question from Damar.

Crossing his arms in front of Damar's chest ready to ask Aleta some questions.

"First question, why did you change your name to Kyla?"

Aleta was silent for a moment. "Because I don't like to use that name." Answer lies.

Damar glanced, he knew Aleta was lying.

"Second question, since when did you leave the parlour?"

"When I was 7." Aleta answered honestly this time.

"Then, why did your parents throw you into the orphanage?" continued Damar.

Aleta again fell silent to answer him, he also did not know for sure the reason his father left him in the orphanage.

"Why not answer?" asked Damar looking at him.

Aleta shook her head slowly while ducking.

"Do you know or don't want to answer?" tanya Damar ascertained the meaning of Aleta's head movement.

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