"What are you doing?" asked Cleo, not understanding.

Because Cleo was sure that Harry was not just playing around like Alfin. But seeing those black eyes staring straight at her, Cleo seemed to feel nervous and uncomfortable.

"Is there something on my face?" She asked, trying to find out. But Harry still remained silent and stared at Cleo's eyeballs who were also black like himself.

Cleo frowned.

"Is there something wrong?" asked Cleo doubtfully. Harry then answered immediately.

"Don't you feel anything?" asked Harry.

"Feel anything? What's that?" Cleo asked timidly and started to think. Was there anything she should have felt when they ... Oh, shit!

"I'm sorry I kissed you! I didn't know that we would fall like this and our lips .." Cleo lost her words to continue.

Harry added, "Touching each other you mean ..?" Harry asked in his deep voice.

Cleo was stunned.

"It's true. this is an accident. So don't look at me coldly like that because this is a pure accident!" Cleo protested, who didn't want to be blamed.

Harry replied right away.

"But I'm not talking about that," exclaimed Harry reasoned.

"Then?" Cleo looked at him seriously.

"My back. Don't you hear my back making a cracking sound?" Harry held his back which had suffered an impact.

Cleo suddenly panicked. She then got up and looked at Harry.

"Is the wound serious?" asked Cleo anxiously.

"Yes. I guess quite serious because I didn't only kiss the floor. But also an object," he added.

"Object?" Cleo stared in confusion.

"Yeah. The thing called lips and it exactly hits mine that doesn't use protection. Can you be responsible for all this?" Harry asked in all his deliberate seriousness.

Cleo surprised and frowned at him quickly.

"I'm not trying to crush you on purpose. But anyway, don't think nonsense! And don't sue me! Because it's your own fault for not being careful!" exclaimed Cleo, not wanting to be blamed and she kept on protesting.

Harry laughed at her a little.

"Is it my fault that I wasn't careful?" exclaimed Harry, raising his eyebrows slightly when he got up to sit down. Cleo had been waiting with an alert attitude.

"Looks like you forgot that you have pulled me casually. If you didn't pull you earlier, maybe you would fall down yourself. Shouldn't you thank me?" Harry asked while turning his lips slightly higher.

Cleo couldn't move.

"Consider we tied because you were also the first to make a fuss with me. Plus, you managed to steal a kiss from me even though you didn't want to. So, let's assume we both balanced!"

Cleo took a thousand steps and immediately ran to the bathroom to escape. Harry, who couldn't stop her, laughed at her ridiculous actions. Then ended the two nights in peace.

***

In a house that was quite large and secure, a middle-aged man was busy listening carefully to every information given by his men to him. Smoking cigarette butts became his habit quite seriously and deeply studied all the explanations that were presented to him very thoroughly.

A man with a neat short haircut that was neatly combed and his thin glasses, he successfully glanced at the news about his surprising son.

His son was reportedly experiencing quite acute frustration because of a woman that was married and had now become the wife of a well-respected person. He managed to make Robby enthusiastic about the news.

"So he's currently in a very messy state?" asked Robby, holding back all his feelings of disbelief and amusement not to sneer. But still asking in a tone that sounded mocking enough.

The man he knew as a man who was quite fierce and also harsh, especially with his big tattoo and well-built outward appearance, turned out to have a very melancholy character. Who would have thought?

If it weren't for that day he would have seen with his own eyes how frustrated his son would look when talking to her. Right now, Robby would really doubt anything Mark said to him.

Until now, he became so curious about the story of the two of them. About how Willy met this woman and how did he know her? Also, how could he be so attentive to her without success? And how it ended up making him so curious.

Mark, who was assigned to continue to watch over his son, was asked to continue to monitor and further investigate the matter. Because Robby hoped, maybe he can use the problem to get back his son who had drifted away.

Mark, who was given the assignment, could only agree. Fulfillment of what was ordered.

***

Then on the second day of Cleo's vacation time together with Harry in Singapore, Harry invited Cleo to try various rides at Universal Studio and got around. Capturing the moment of their presence in front of a large globe and the giant transformer framing statues inside.

They tried to enter the existing 3D and 4D adventure rides until they ride a roller coaster, Cleo hurriedly stopped Harry.

"For this one, I did not participate. If you want to try riding it, go ahead. I'll wait for you down here," Cleo exclaimed while holding Harry back when the man was about to enter to queue for one of the rides that Cleo thought was quite extreme and dangerous. Harry was already staring at her in surprise.

Cleo finally added.

"Honestly, I'm a phobia of heights ..." Cleo exclaimed reluctantly and in horror.

So far, she rarely showed her fear at that one thing. But seeing the roller coaster hanging with a long and many curves like a hell track, made Cleo really frustrated.

Was the game not created to kill humans?

"Acrophobia? You have it?" asked Harry did not know the facts and added.

"But, didn't you just get on the Enchanted Airways ride?" asked Harry with a hint of astonishment.

Cleo already put on an expression of not understanding it. Felt her ears went deaf due to language she couldn't understand. Until she then threw a question.

"Em, what?"

Harry immediately simplified his words. Staring using the corners of his narrowed eyes. The man seemed so dissatisfied with Cleo's news.

"Mini roller coaster. Didn't you just climb on that? If you have the disease of being afraid of heights, you should have a lot of trouble riding it. But, why didn't you tell me in the first place? If I had known, I wouldn't to invite you here!" exclaimed Harry expressing his displeasure quickly at the unknown information.

Being protested, Cleo laughed pityingly.

She did experience a lot of difficulties when they got on that one small vehicle. But even though her stomach was quite shaken and almost vomited all of her guts. So far Cleo can still hold it.

But for one big vehicle that they will ride later, Cleo chose to give up. Because she had only one life and no spare. If she was still desperate, then only her name will be left for Harry to bring her back to their country, Indonesia.

But seeing Harry could not read her thoughts, Cleo was forced to tell the reason.

"I thought, I can still handle it. But for that one, sorry. I better wait for you," exclaimed Cleo, offering her willingness to wait. Then hoped they didn't discuss this again. And started doing their next activity.

Meanwhile, Harry had no intention of riding any roller coaster, invited Cleo to rest, and had lunch with him at one of the eating places that he thought was delicious.

After exploring several streets that were outside and connected to other buildings full of places to eat as well as various snacks. The two of them spent their lunchtime in peace without any friction. They came back continuing the game and came home really tired.

Until the next day, Cleo slept longer than the usual days in that country. A phone call had awakened her during the day. Made her slowly open her eyes and glanced at the clock on the wall that had pointed to 11 o'clock in the afternoon. Cleo was surprised to receive a phone call from Mrs. Sofia.

She looked around and did not find Harry, Cleo, who was already in her conscious sitting position, immediately answered the call.

"Hello ... Grandma?" She said, trying to be friendly but also restrained. Cleo was now starting to experience anxiety symptoms whenever Harry's grandmother called her.

"Was your holiday fun, honey?" asked Sofia in a calm voice, trying to check on her granddaughter.

Cleo answered doubtfully, "Fun? Of course, Grandma! Why not?" Cleo replied in a tone that she deliberately made as cheerful as possible.

Cleo then asked more.

"Was there certain important business that grandmother have to contact me?" Cleo asked anxiously, she held back all her anxiety.

Shit! Where the hell is that guy? What if his grandmother asks about him later?

"I called you because I had free time. Wanted to know how you were there. I'm just afraid, the man who is a workaholic will be leaving you alone and not make your vacation satisfactory. Grandma meant to make sure. So, have you guys been to get around?" asked Sofia curiously.

Pretended still didn't know about the fake of their marriage.

Sofia decided to follow the storyline of both grandson and daughter-in-law until they could unite. Yes, that would be her original plan.

Sofia already liked Cleo because she was a woman who was quite independent and kind. Regardless that woman had lied to her or something. Sofia still wanted Cleo to be her granddaughter-in-law no matter what.

***