Why,why, oh and why? (1)

K Island is small country island located in the Indian Ocean with a population barely over 1000 people. There is only two way of transportation to come to my island, either by cruise or flight. But even for flight, it was not an everyday occurrence. Only three countries you can board to go direct to K Island. There will be flight twice weekly from the Pearl City of Country Aulia, weekly from Baiyu City of Country Samudera and the Kulau City of Country Laima, once every two weeks.

And today four of us, depart on the same day, but all of us taking different arrival airport, Siti, who depart earlier will take Baiyu City and changing flight from there to Korea. My father will take Pearl City Airport to settle his work. But even though the ticket that I holding in my hand showing Kulau City as our destination, I am not sure if this is our final destination. And even though I almost want to throw a barrack of questions for many times, I successfully refrain myself every time I almost blurt out from curiosity.

Because since we obtain our marriage certificate, Alex seems tense and the vibe getting stronger by minutes. I took a sneak peek at Alex. Is he asleep? Already? The plane not even take off yet!

As I look around, I am fascinated with the steward and stewardess who looks so busy with their tasks; counting head of the passenger, making sure all the seat position has been straight up, checking every passenger already fasten the seat belt…ah talking about checking the seatbelt..this part is a bit weird.

First, I didn't even have opportunity to fasten my own seatbelt my self! Once Alex feel I'm comfortable with my seat, without saying anything or even asking my permission before intruding my personal space, he nonchalantly leans over towards me before I feel his right hand brush over feeling the space between the edge of my tight and the wall of my side looking for something before he grabs something long and red color. Then he digging around between the seat two of us.

During that few seconds that feel an eternity, i was so shocked and my brain stops working altogether (I forgot to breathe too!). When i heard a click sound, every action he did just now dawned on me. Can he just ask me to buckle up my seatbelt? I can do that if he shows me how!

But this cold guy doesn't give me an opportunity to directly facing me where I can shoot daggers from my eyes, instead he quickly fastened his own seat belt and narrowing his eyes looking something in front of him. I stretch up my neck since i was constraint with a seatbelt, and take a look the same direction he looks at. Turns out, it just a steward and a stewardess checking the seatbelt each passenger. What the heck!