The Beauty Inside: Stealing The First Kiss, Get a Wife - Chapter 201

“Wow..”. That girl screamed when she saw someone in the middle of the sea trying to play a game that was trending lately.

In the calm waters of Tanjung Benoa Beach, a man could be seen spouting water through a device on his hands and feet.

In the eyes of Aruna, the man who was trying this flyboarding game looked like Iron Man or maybe Aqua Man.

Having just been released from Hendra’s hands, Aruna immediately ran to the queue so that she would get the chance to try it.

The man who as if he just lost the child he was raising pulled her again as soon as possible.

“No need to queue. I’ve reserved it. We just have to meet my friend. But before that, follow me!”. Hendra pulled her again.

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“Come on!”. The blue-eyed ordered. He was ready with the jet ski.

Aruna immediately ran to him, holding on tightly to her husband without being asked. It didn’t take long for Mahendra’s jet ski to depart.

They rode along the shore, through the air that hit the both of them. They stopped for a moment and then sped up, making the tiny body behind jerk forward and hold on tighter.

There was a smile on the blue-eyed’s face, hidden behind his sunglasses.

Aruna attempted to scream spontaneously right near his ears: “You did it on purpose, right?”. Her way of protesting was accompanied by a light, meaningless blow on the man’s back.

“Hold tighter or you’ll regret it”. Obviously, what happened next was even bolder. Hendra sped faster and he swooped in the reverse direction, causing a 360-degree rotating motion as if only the back of the jet ski moved.

“Wow.. Cool.. You’re great!”. Instead of being afraid, this girl was amazed.

“You want to try it, Aruna?”. That statement was greeted with great joy.

“Can I?”.

“Of course.. Come here”. Hendra turned back, offering a hug, and was immediately welcomed. That girl was now sitting in front of the man.

“Is the way to control it the same as riding a motorbike?”. Hendra responded to the question with an explanation of the basic technique.

“Like this, right?”. This girl just tried without warning.

“Argh!”. Hendra was surprised that Aruna turned on the jet ski too fast as a beginner. Several times, the hand of the man held the tiny hand.

“Slow down, Dear..”. Several times that sentence came out of Mahendra’s mouth, reminding Aruna to be careful.

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What they tried next was adrenalin-pinching too. Aruna’s real face was revealed. The girl who had extraordinary social skills also could try new things.

She fell many times in the water because she hadn’t found balance in her flyboarding ride. Instead of complaining or even giving up, she looked more challenged and excited.

Hendra was already flying in the air like an Iron Man, staring at his woman who was still struggling. This man moved his hand several times and encouraged her, “Try again, Dear”.

Finally, she could stand firm and soar through the air. The stubborn tiny girl didn’t want to lose. The old Aruna was now starting to change because she was locked up in the main house. Even worse, she sometimes chose to just be in her private room, waiting for her husband to come home.

Until the 20-year-old girl who used to be persistent in achieving every dream and trying new things gradually lost herself. The bright rosy blush slowly faded. She always hoped to come home. Her desire to return to her original life grew stronger in her chest.

Today she was starting to be happy and the blue-eyed man was also slowly showing his good side. He, who was recovering, was trying to build the foundation of his relationship. He behaved as best as he could and endure as hard as he could, hoping that one day his wife would have feelings for him.

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*I’ve arrived at the hotel where you’re staying

*When is the flight schedule back to Jakarta?

*I haven’t booked yet, but I hope soon.

*Could you give me some time until tomorrow afternoon?

*Alright. I’ll book the flight according to your request.

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Hendra parked the Jeep.

Earlier, he told Aruna to eat a lot. While sitting on the edge of Tanjung Benoa, that girl was forced to eat more than usual. That man even brought food, drinks, and some snacks. He made her wonder where they would go after this.

Every time Aruna asked, Hendra just smiled. That made the tiny girl even more irritated.

“Why don’t we go now? I’m curious, you know?!”. Aruna protested.

“Enjoy what’s here first. Take a rest first. We’ll leave again later in the afternoon”. Hendra asked his girl to be patient. The two of them were relaxing by the beach, which was full of cushions.

The scorching sun began to greet. The girl who was hit by the sea breeze slowly fell asleep. She’d been trying hard to make herself look like an ‘Iron Woman’, a term she had made herself.

Hendra took some photos of Aruna smiling sweetly at the camera. The man smiled observing the results of his own shots.

He tried to approach his wife while trying to put his hands on Aruna’s back so that she laid down in his hands while observing the camera shots at Lovina Beach.

“Look! Your eyes and the ocean are the same”. Aruna interrupted, stopping him from shifting each photo presented on the camera screen.

“Too blue.. I’ve been in trouble because of these eyes”. Hendra remembered his past.

“Really? Even though you’re special because your eyes are different?”. Aruna praised.

“Yeah. Especially when I was in Junior High School. I went to a public Junior High School and it was an amazing experience”. Hendra said.

“Oh. I just found out you’ve been to a public school. I thought you were educated at an elite school”. Aruna was curious.

“I just entered public school in Junior High School. Previously, because of my syndrome that still needed treatment, I spent more time with homeschooling”.

“Actually, it was advice from psychiatrists. I was recommended to go to a regular Junior High School and my identity as Wenceslas’s grandson was purposely hidden”.

“Junior High School was a time when I discovered new things and it was quite fun. Because my eyes are different, they often asked ‘Hen, where are you from?’, ‘Who did you get the blue eyes from? Your father or mother?’, ‘Who’s your father? What country is he from?’”. This man spoke at length while feeling sleepy.

“Then what did you say?”. Aruna was curious.

“I just treated them to a meal in the canteen. Whoever asked a weird question, I treated them”.

“Haha.. Why did you do that? You just have to answer it, right?”. Aruna was confused.

“Unfortunately, I don’t know the answer. Instead of being confused, I just made them happy”.

Aruna furrowed her brows, a sign that she didn’t understand.

“What should I answer? I really don’t know where I got the blue eyes from. If it’s from my father, I’ve never seen him. I don’t even know who he is and where he is”.

Someone’s heart trembled at the blue-eyed man’s words.