It is cold in Indonesia? I don't have a clue.
But it seems to be a nice place to be. There we go, visiting Jakarta, I started to see the Taman Mini Indonesia Park first, going after to the National Gallery and my first day in Jakarta could not be better.
But the second one was unforgettable.
I had no idea of what to do in my second day in Indonesia, I was maybe thinking of going to Jakartan Chinatown. But when I left the hotel, on my way I saw a guy crying and sitting on a park. I felt like I needed to talk to him.
When I got closer I just could not believe it. That guy was very beautiful, with catchy and memorable eyebrows, a big almond eye that was so black as the sky at night in Central Park.
- Hey, do you speak english? - I asked him and he nodded. Thank God, I don't know how to speak bahasa. - Sorry to ask you but why are you crying?
The mysterious man lifted his head and, with tears in his face, said something that made me feel really sad.
- My wife left me. And I can't see my children anymore, she is going to move out of Indonesia... And I don't know what to do! I have money, a little fame but this is worthless if you lose your family - He said, and I started to cry too.
- Why don't you use your fame to do something? Your kids cannot live without their father... Even the adults.
- Sorry? I don't understand - the man said. And I started to cry.
- I miss my daddy so much. He died one year ago. And I am here, trying to live my life and do everything he wanted to do...
The man offered a piece of towel paper and got closer to me. He was smelling very good, I think he was using Bleu by Chanel.
- I am sorry about your loss, girl. By the way, what is your name? - he asked.
- Oh, my name is Luciana. You can call me Lucy. - I gave my hand for him to shake and so he said his name.
- My name is Johannes. But call me Joe.
- Joe, why is someone taking pictures of us over there behind the cab?
- Oh fuck. I don't have peace! The fucking paparazzi! Get into my car and I'll explain more.
When I entered the car, he started it very quickly and rushed away from that place. Joe must be very famous here to live under paparazzis.
- I am an actor. Recently I played Bi-Han or Sub-Zero in Mortal Kombat, it was a great role for my life...
- Wait, Joe... Am I talking to Sub-Zero? I adore this movie!
- Thank you, I gave my best! - He finally smiled. What a beautiful smile he has...
- Your last name is Taslim, right? - I asked in an innocent way.
- Yeah, that's me, Joe Taslim.
- Hard to believe I found you at the street... By the way, I am sorry about your wife and kids. If I could do something...
- I'll go to the tribunal court if I have to. She is not allowed to do this to me! I gotta see my kids!
- You are right Joe. I'm with you! - I touched his hand while he was driving. It was cold, but I am not sure why since the weather was good. He was wearing a long sleeve white shirt and jeans, using a very large clock on his left wrist. And some sneakers as well.
I was wearing a large coat with a very confy tank top of 30 Seconds to Mars, that we could see your bra. I was wearing one bra of those from Giorgio Armani, like the videoclip of Hands to Myself from Selena Gomez. The panties were exactly the same. And yeah, Levi's jeans and a gold allstar.
- You smell very good, Lucy - Joe said with a smile in his face. I started to blush.
- Thank you. It's a parfum called Scandal from Jean Paul Gaultier. - I answered him and gave him a little smile. - Where are we going Joe?
- Do you like surprises? - he asked with his left eyebrow lifted.
- Hum, it depends. But I believe I'll have to trust you.
- You don't have a choice - he said, giving a laugh. Finally I saw some happiness in Taslim. He was so serious but now I believe his happy side will finally show up.
He took me somewhere called Pulau Bidadari. It's an island where lots of indonesian couples go to their honeymoons, that's what one of my guides said yesterday. What Joe wants from me? A relief? I'm not a toy, I won't allow him to touch me.
