The Brothers....Their Story Continues

Chapter Six

They had charted their route to run along the coastline of Spain, staying within the guide lines of coastal cruising, at least for the first few days. They had calculated that they were somewhere close to Almeria by mid-afternoon of the second day. The wind was keeping them at a steady speed, allowing them to save their fuel. The shore was nothing more than a thin line on the horizon, providing them their landmark. They were heading to Ibiza island first. It was a small island belonging to the Balearic Islands, off the coast of Spain. It would take the best part of a week to get there, and by then they would both be ready to spend some time ashore, if even for a day. The rumor was, this island was the party capital of all islands, with that being the main attraction. 

Kadir had settled for a book and was reading, while Efe was manning the wheel, both lost in their own thoughts. With the silence finally becoming to much, Efe started belting out a song, totally of key, startling Kadir. " What the hell is that, is that suppose to be a song." Kadir laughed, swinging his legs around off the seat. Efe kept singing, getting louder and louder, motioning for his brother to join in, which he did. Efe laughed, clapping his hands together, " This is suppose to be a fun experience, you know, laughing and joking, you do know what fun is, don't you." The older brother teased. Kadir frowned, " Yes, I know what fun is, but your definition of fun may be different than my fun." He picked up the book, shaking it toward his brother. Efe rolled his eyes, " No....don't tell me you think reading is fun. Reading is a pastime, just something to get you from one point of fun to the other. It's a Pastime".......But fun is something you don't want to end, something that makes you feel good, happy." He spun around like he was trying to dance. Kadir laughed, "So where are we going to have this fun at. Right now I think your pretty funny, so I'm having fun." Efe bowed, thanking him for the compliment.

That had lightened the mood, and to stop Efe's so-called singing , Kadir found the radio and turned it on their favorite music, turning it up loud. Efe had instructed Kadir he wanted a hot meal that evening, so they anchored and dropped sail about an hour before nightfall. Kadir was busy in the galley with dinner, and Efe was making a routine check on the mechanics of the boat. Pasta and salad was on the menu for the night, and it smelled delicious, " Hey, I'm starving up her Abi, is it about ready." He called down to Kadir. "Yep, I'm coming up with it now." He answered. The plates were heaped with pasta and meat sauce, and he had a large bowl of salad. Efe rubbed his hands together, " Now that's a dinner, thanks Abi. I'm glad you learned all of this from Dad." They attacked the food with a vengeance, making short order of the food. And much to Kadir's surprise his brother helped him clean up the galley afterwards. Kadir had relaxed up on the deck of the boat, enjoying the crisp sea air, and the rocking motion from the wind. Efe appeared from the bunk area carrying a bottle of whiskey and two glasses, his Dads favorite. He had the same taste for whiskey as his Dad, but he might have enjoyed it a little more than him. Kadir shook his head, "You brought booze, I can't believe it." You're suppose to keep a clear head out here, not a drunken head." Efe poured them a shot, " Here, have a shot, it will mellow you out." He took the small glass of whiskey, threw his head back, and downed the shot. Looking at his little brother, " Come on Kadir, just one, it's no fun to drink alone." 

Efe sat cross-legged on the front of the boat, the stars looked so close he could almost reach out and touch them. This was the life, he thought, with nothing but the sound of his own breathing to keep him company. His brother had been lulled to sleep from the few shots of whiskey he had been forced to take. He laughed as he looked at him sprawled out on his stomach across the deck bench. Such a lightweight his little brother was when it came to drinking, and so naive of the way of the world. He had a lot to teach him, and show him. "Maybe when we get to Ibiza we can have some real fun." He snickered thinking to himself, " I bet he's still a virgin." The thought had made him laugh, "Well, we'll have to fix that, if that's the case." Efe had never been denied that pleasure, and took full advantage of it. His strikingly handsome looks and tall scupltured physique had been the calling card for a lot of women. He could have had his pick, and he did. He loved women, and respected them, but never promising more than what he intended. Most of them knew what they were in for when they accepted an invitation from Efe Divit. That's why he words he spoke to Paola were  words that had to be said. 

The sun was already up and beating down in him on the bow of the boat as he opened his eyes, indicating they had slept too long. The breeze was almost nonexistent, so the hot sun had already caused beads of sweat to form on his chest. Kadir was still in the same position he had last seen him in. He squinted against the bright light, willing his body to move, but feeling the soreness in his muscles of sleeping on the hard uneven surface. He sat up, swinging his legs off the side of the deck, tipping over the empty whiskey decanter that was sitting next to him. He didn't remember finishing off the bottle, but he guessed he had. He stretched, trying to get his body to straighten out  before he tried to stand. He heard Kadir moan, while trying to do the same thing, just that simple motion of sitting was painful. Kadir looked around for his brother, and saw him at the front of the boat, slumped over, with his head down. " Good morning Abi, are we having fun yet." His voice full of sarcasm. 

The younger brother had made it to his feet, " What time is it anyway, I think we slept late by the look of the sun." Do you want coffee." His  words sounded loud and pierced his head, " Ahhh, coffee, yes,....that sounds good, but can you be a little quieter, my head is splitting."  Kadir made his way to the galley, mumbling under his breath, " He wanted to have fun, I don't see anything fun about the way I feel." He said, reaching to turn on the coffee pot. Efe had managed to stand and stretch out the kinks in his body by the time Kadir came back with the coffee, " Its almost 9:00, we have missed almost half a day of sailing because of your drinking, so we need to get started." He thrust the cup of coffee at his brother. " You know Mom would be furious if she knew what we did." Efe managed a smile, " But she doesn't know Abi, and she won't know. So just relax." They drank their coffee in silence, with Kadir giving Efe looks of disapproval from time to time. They both opted not to eat then, agreeing it might be better to wait. 

After a cup of strong coffee and a splash of water to the face, Efe was ready to man the wheel and Kadir to a look at the map to make sure they were on the right course. 

He watched his big brother take over and maneuver the big vessel with precision and strength.

" No matter what, he had the upmost respect and dedication for his brother."

" If only I could be like him"   He thought.