"Every man has his secret sorrows that the world knows not. And often time we call a man cold when he is only sad."
The perfect man.
Made rough through time.
He lies, yet he is the honorable one.
He kills, yet he is the most righteous.
He is gentle...
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Wang Chao went into the wheelhouse at the dawn. Arya was writing the readings on the logbook.
"Enough, go take some rest. I'll ask for you if I need any help."
This time Arya didn't argue and got up without any words.
After she had left, wang Chao navigated the boat in a constant direction seeing the readings on the logbook, and then he reeled out the small net behind the hull. The sun was up into the horizon for some time now. Warm, comfortable salty breeze and golden rays were dissipating slowly on the pale discolored deck. The pleasant breeze of the South China sea was whacking on the white sails on the twin mast.
Few sea birds were hovering over the pull-pit. Seagulls were crying from the distance. A Dwarf Dolphin suddenly emerged near the hull and let some steams off with its water sprinkles.
One by one, its peers started to surface beside it. They came for company. Playing around, poking one another with their blunt snouts, jumping out of the water once in a while with the inherited smiley faces of theirs.
The wind was getting stronger, the golden sun was sparkling on the wet wings of the flying fishes. The sea appeared transparent as if it turned into a blue-green liquid light. Tiny waves were crashing on the body of the boat, creating the melody of any first-class orchestra concert.
Wang Chao was looking with amazed eyes, he never got tired of this beauty- his first love. The sea.
He sniffed the salty air and smiled contently, "Nice day!"
Suddenly it caught his eyes. Diving gears with scuba jet. High quality. Where the hell did they come from? Did that girl put those there? A frown formed between his eyebrows. But instantly he remembered her words, "Go there, sell your fishes, and come back, ALONE."
He can assume what she wants actually, it never was her plan to go to the island. Previously she asked the distance of the island from the mainland. It's clear she is wanting to go to the mainland of North Korea, but why this secrecy?
He didn't see her get tired, she is playful yet calm and confident. Her words are cocky yet caring. She has a kind heart, he can feel that this girl quite liked him.
He is now understanding his role in it too. She needs a cover.
If he makes it out alive this time, probably he won't have to work this much for the days to come. He won't have to give away almost the whole amount of the money he makes to the mortgage. The amount of interest is increasing day by day, but he still can't pay up the actual price of it. Probably this time, he can pay up the whole in one go, make up the loans too. The amount the girl paid him, will cover all the expenses, and even if he is lucky enough, he can still save some amount if he spends them wisely.
Then he can do some repair works for his house and the boat and start to work again independently. When he can make some money by saving it with a small amount at a time, probably after two to three years, he can send his elder girl to Paris. She has a passion for studying music there. She majored in music in high school but couldn't proceed further into uni and almost gave up and found a job in the local cafe to support her fragile family.
