Every visitor’s features were imprinted with laughter as they indulged in boat riding, volleyball friendly match while Dad and I swam underwater for corals. No worries for Dick, he was a self starter and could easily be adapted to new environment with peers, even though they were strangers.
Contrary to the surface, the environment down here was calm.
We witnessed many amazing underwater species and corals, then, all of a sudden, I caught a glimpse of a dark spot battling towards where I stood! The wave became rough and I never have time to study the creature but it was certainly an exclamation mark. My mind signaled me to make a move however my limbs remain motionless, stunned.
Then a gush of energy come sideways and redirects me away. Hands in hands, we whirled all the way to the surface and then to the beach, panting for breath. I must have broken the Olympic swimming record if dad was to time me.
I felt my limbs trembling while my heart beat profusely grasping for air. Just as the sound of the environment faintly fades away, I caught a glimpse of a macho, soaked, tanned male leading me his hand, offering help. Before able to put my thoughts into words, I have already passed out, flatten on the sandy beach …
Upon waking up, I saw mom sitting beside me, applying traditional ointment. She asked how I am feeling only to notice that I am, as a matter of fact, searching for somebody.
She nodded with a grin and narrowing eyes. To my disappointment, she told me he has gone together with the crowd before handling over the ointment she had in her hands. I am impressed however, I guessed, the feeling would be better if he was somewhere around.
It was saddening, though, two days have gone, but I haven’t seems to be seeing his shadow neither in the gaming arcade nor bistros. And, I have noticed my curiosity wouldn’t be erased off if I didn’t manage to see him.
“Have I fallen in love with a total stranger?” I whispered alone.
Shortly thereafter, we were gathering at the chalet lobby again. We had our luncheon with the other family members at the nearby fishing village as planned. While waiting for the local delicacies to be served, I saw the outline of a guy walking towards the rest room.
“Yeap, it is no mistake,” I mumbled, without even noticing someone might have overheard, “It must be him!”
Without much delay, I excused myself and dashed straight to the rest room as well. But, he was nowhere to be seen! Then, my vision directed me towards a vague shadow, not far from where I am standing. To my disappointment this guy actually was a middle aged, grey hair man. I turned my head to the ground then walked towards our table and saw the strange look from the other family members as though someone had told them ‘bout the guy I fancied.
The feeling wasn’t pleasant as though I had someone slapped on my face. Due to this incident, I have not spoken to mom for the whole afternoon, not until mom approaches me and confessed it has nothing to do with her.
My rationale told me the frustration wasn’t merely on the humiliations I had at the restaurant, but it was more to failure of achieving the objective I desired. Since young I have been spoiled by my parents materialistically and emotionally. There was not an instance, which I remembered, have to drain my energy searching for something so pathetically and yet still in vain.
Seeing the gloom of my face, she has suggested me taking a final stroll down the beach or by the café, hoping I could be lucky enough to have an occurrence meeting with him. Before stepping out of my room, mom reminded “Our boarding time is 7:30 PM, please be back by then.” Her reassuring smile added confident in me.
I marched down to “Cynthia’s Place”, on the same evening. While waiting for my cappuccino to be served, I started looking around the café. Already had a few sips of cappuccino however still couldn’t get a tiny hint of his where ‘bout. It began pissing me off pondering over the constrained time frame. Its crystal clear there will not be any postponement of the boarding time - we will be heading to the harbour located three miles away in another couple of hours.
As I am having the next sip of drink, I saw a crowd across the street believed in having some disputes. However, that doesn’t arouse any of my interest to investigate farther which I normally would. Most customers as well as the restaurant assistances were startled and have begun to divert their attention towards the spot, to get the latest updates.
Since it has nothing to do with a total stranger, I thought it would be a bit wiser to finish up the remaining and make a move straight back to orchard room, to pack my belongings.
Out of the blue, a familiar voice approaches with lightly scented cologne. My thoughts went wild, heartbeat raised while my head slowly looked up.
Contrary to the surface, the environment down here was calm.
We witnessed many amazing underwater species and corals, then, all of a sudden, I caught a glimpse of a dark spot battling towards where I stood! The wave became rough and I never have time to study the creature but it was certainly an exclamation mark. My mind signaled me to make a move however my limbs remain motionless, stunned.
Then a gush of energy come sideways and redirects me away. Hands in hands, we whirled all the way to the surface and then to the beach, panting for breath. I must have broken the Olympic swimming record if dad was to time me.
I felt my limbs trembling while my heart beat profusely grasping for air. Just as the sound of the environment faintly fades away, I caught a glimpse of a macho, soaked, tanned male leading me his hand, offering help. Before able to put my thoughts into words, I have already passed out, flatten on the sandy beach …
Upon waking up, I saw mom sitting beside me, applying traditional ointment. She asked how I am feeling only to notice that I am, as a matter of fact, searching for somebody.
She nodded with a grin and narrowing eyes. To my disappointment, she told me he has gone together with the crowd before handling over the ointment she had in her hands. I am impressed however, I guessed, the feeling would be better if he was somewhere around.
It was saddening, though, two days have gone, but I haven’t seems to be seeing his shadow neither in the gaming arcade nor bistros. And, I have noticed my curiosity wouldn’t be erased off if I didn’t manage to see him.
“Have I fallen in love with a total stranger?” I whispered alone.
Shortly thereafter, we were gathering at the chalet lobby again. We had our luncheon with the other family members at the nearby fishing village as planned. While waiting for the local delicacies to be served, I saw the outline of a guy walking towards the rest room.
“Yeap, it is no mistake,” I mumbled, without even noticing someone might have overheard, “It must be him!”
Without much delay, I excused myself and dashed straight to the rest room as well. But, he was nowhere to be seen! Then, my vision directed me towards a vague shadow, not far from where I am standing. To my disappointment this guy actually was a middle aged, grey hair man. I turned my head to the ground then walked towards our table and saw the strange look from the other family members as though someone had told them ‘bout the guy I fancied.
The feeling wasn’t pleasant as though I had someone slapped on my face. Due to this incident, I have not spoken to mom for the whole afternoon, not until mom approaches me and confessed it has nothing to do with her.
My rationale told me the frustration wasn’t merely on the humiliations I had at the restaurant, but it was more to failure of achieving the objective I desired. Since young I have been spoiled by my parents materialistically and emotionally. There was not an instance, which I remembered, have to drain my energy searching for something so pathetically and yet still in vain.
Seeing the gloom of my face, she has suggested me taking a final stroll down the beach or by the café, hoping I could be lucky enough to have an occurrence meeting with him. Before stepping out of my room, mom reminded “Our boarding time is 7:30 PM, please be back by then.” Her reassuring smile added confident in me.
I marched down to “Cynthia’s Place”, on the same evening. While waiting for my cappuccino to be served, I started looking around the café. Already had a few sips of cappuccino however still couldn’t get a tiny hint of his where ‘bout. It began pissing me off pondering over the constrained time frame. Its crystal clear there will not be any postponement of the boarding time - we will be heading to the harbour located three miles away in another couple of hours.
As I am having the next sip of drink, I saw a crowd across the street believed in having some disputes. However, that doesn’t arouse any of my interest to investigate farther which I normally would. Most customers as well as the restaurant assistances were startled and have begun to divert their attention towards the spot, to get the latest updates.
Since it has nothing to do with a total stranger, I thought it would be a bit wiser to finish up the remaining and make a move straight back to orchard room, to pack my belongings.
Out of the blue, a familiar voice approaches with lightly scented cologne. My thoughts went wild, heartbeat raised while my head slowly looked up.
(to be continued)
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