Indonesia

Tambolaka Airport, East Nusa Tenggara, Indonesia.

"Are we there yet?"

A tall, lanky local man shook his head slowly. "Not yet sir, we still " have to travel overland to get to the resort.

"What the fuck!!"

"Reagan." Crystal warned Reagan not to speak harshly.

Reagan snorted in annoyance. "We've already traveled by air from the previous airport to this airport for about an hour and a half and it turns out that we still have to take another road trip to get to our destination. Do you think anyone isn't upset about this, huh?"

"Your destination is indeed quite far away, but believe me you will not regret it, sir. Your destination is a paradise on earth that will make you feel at home and want to come back in the future," said the local man again with a strong British accent. blends with Indonesian which is quite thick.

"Tsk, you're too confident."

The Balinese man who was so friendly smiled a little, accustomed to dealing with rude foreign tourists like Reagan did not make him provoked by Reagan's provocations.

"I can vouch for it with my head, sir."

"No." Crystal shrieked in panic, her eyes wide. "Don't talk like that, I-I trust you so I beg you please don't talk like that."

Reagan rolled his eyes at Crystal's words. "Stupid."

Crystal squeezed her fingers tightly, Reagan really couldn't help but drop his pride in front of others like this.

"Come on, the car that will take us is ready," said the man with tan skin who was so sexy gently, inviting Reagan and Crystal to leave the airport immediately.

Reagan, who was already lazy with Crystal, immediately ordered the tour guide to go to a black SUV that looked new, without waiting for Crystal to come. Reagan chose to get into the car first. Really bad guy.

Crystal, who had just arrived at the airport door, only smiled slightly at what Reagan was doing, being treated rudely by Reagan many times made Crystal not feel sad at all when she saw what Reagan did this time. Even though she was in a foreign country, this time Crystal felt comfortable, unlike when she was at the Doha airport yesterday during a two-hour transit. The friendliness of the brown-skinned men who had greeted her since arriving in Bali an hour and a half ago made Crystal feel comfortable, even though they had just met. Rumors about Indonesian residents that Crystal read earlier on the plane turned out to be true, they were very kind and friendly to everyone.

"No madam, let my men pick it up. You just get in the car after your husband." The Balinese man, who is a tour guide, forbade Crystal from bringing her own luggage into the car.

"Is it okay?" Crystal asked quietly.

"Of course, it's our job."

Crystal smile. "Thank you very much bli.."

"Made, call me bli Made," said the Balinese man quickly, his smile breaking when he heard Crystal try to call him brother in Balinese.

"M-made?" Crystal had a little difficulty pronouncing the word, as a person who had just come to Indonesia, who has so many unique regional languages, made Crystal unable to pronounce the pronunciation well.

However, Made and the other professional tour guides smiled with pride that filled their chests when they heard their guests try to speak Balinese even if it was only a few words.

"If it's difficult for you, just call us all 'Bli', that's enough for us."

"Is it okay if I call you all by the same name without including your real names?" Crystal asked in surprise.

"It's okay, madam. Calling 'Bli' is enough for all of us," Made replied again.

Crystal nodded slowly. "Okay then, I'll call you all the same."

Made and his eight friends responded to Crystal's words simultaneously with the same sentence, because they had to travel immediately. Finally Made invited Crystal to enter while two of his subordinates carefully loaded Reagan and Crystal's luggage into the car.

The two SUVs, which were relatively new, then started moving from the airport area to the resort that Roman West had rented for one week for Reagan and Crystal, having been to Bali several times, making Roman West quite understand the bureaucratic system that prevailed on the island of the gods which was so restraining. that. That's why Roman immediately contacted the office where Made and his friends worked to take care of Reagan and Crystal, as tour guides who doubled as bodyguards Made and his friends knew quite well what to do when they were notified of the arrival of the British couple.

"If you feel nauseous you can drink this, madam." Made handed a hangover medicine to Crystal who was sitting beside Reagan.

Crystal looked at the medicine package in Made's hand confusedly. "Dickness medicine?" Crystal tried to guess.

"That's right, madam."

"How long does it take us to get to our destination?" Crystal asked carefully, Crystal chose the best words to speak to the man sitting next to the driver.

"One hour and forty minutes if there are no obstacles, which is why you might want to take this hangover medicine so..."

"No." Crystal refused subtly. "I want to enjoy this incredible view, it will be a loss if I have to sleep during the trip."

Made smiled. "Are you sure madam?"

"I'm sure, I heard this island is so beautiful. That's why I want to enjoy its beauty to the fullest," replied Crystal excitedly.

"The resort where you stay for the next week is no less beautiful than all the news you hear about this area on the island, madam, so even if you sleep now it feels like you won't be missing anything," said Wayan from the driver's seat in English with so smooth, even the Balinese accent is gone.

Crystal thins lips. "But I don't want to sleep, I want to enjoy the beauty along this journey. Getting used to living in the middle of a concrete jungle makes me want to fill my head with all this beauty."

Made, Wayan and two other people laughed at the same time hearing the words of their guests, as sons of the region they felt very happy to hear the words of foreign nationals who so worshiped their homeland.

"Okay, if that's your wish, please enjoy our natural beauty to your heart's content Madam," said Made softly.

Crystal smiled. "Thanks Bill."

Continued