Never Let Me Go's
The Beauty of the Night

"Hey love, you're really lucky to get it."

"Want to end?" asked Jean to put down her camera.

The woman chuckled, and shook her hands.

"Happy is Bero, it looks like your girlfriend has not yet learned how much fun the night world is," said the woman dropped her body on the bed. The hand pulled the neck of the man who was beside him to return to enjoy the hot night.

Jean tidied his camera not caring about the words that came out of the woman's mouth, as well as their activities that would continue.

"Don't tell me you've never done it?" ask her on the sidelines of the scene. Not ashamed and proud to show the action.

Jean did not answer that the man stepped onto the sofa. His eyes glanced at Taya, briefly paying attention to the woman's response. Taya turned her eyes the other way. And it succeeded in making the corner of Jean's lips lifted though faint.

His eyes fell on the woman's body, which was wrapped in her leather jacket.

Cheering softly, it seemed like Jean was going to drag her sister and put her in a boarding-based school, so as not to do anything strange anymore.

"Come," Jean asked with one hand carrying a bag.

Taya who heard the invitation looked up, her eyes looking directly at Jean's eyes looking intensely.

Open the door and shut it again. Jean pulled each end of her jacket that Taya was wearing.

"Wear it right" he said. Didn't know Taya if the curves of his body are still visible and can make anyone shiny?

Taya lowered her head and tightened Jean's jacket, hugging her tightly. Didn't want Jean to warn for the second time.

Taya's hands were clasped, her eyes were all staring at the people dancing.

And his eyes unintentionally stared at a bartender carrying a tray of drinks.

"Jean?"

There's no answer. The sound of music that echoes will certainly eliminate the current sound. The people there seemed to enjoy the music and the banquet. And finally Taya chose silence until they got to where Jean would take her.

The parking? Could they be going home? Batin Taya at that time.

"You going somewhere?" Jean closed the car door. His head turned to look at Taya who seemed not to take his eyes off the club. And it seemed that the woman did not hear his words.

"Lo want to go in again?" ask Jean hard enough. The man wears his seat belt, and also wears his.

Taya shook her head in response, of course not. He was quite surprised by the various activities that occurred within the club. And never intend to return, enough this to be the last.

"Jean?"

Jean murmuring.

"Can I have a drink of some kind in there?"

Jean fell silent, her head turned to look at Taya flatly.

"Wine?"

And Taya nodded in confirming.

"No" replied Jean. The man looked back.

"Jean."

Jean closed her eyes, and she thought Taya was drinking at least a mouthful of the alcoholic water.

"What?" But Jean was still trying to be patient. He looked at Taya at a glance.

The woman seemed to be thinking. I don't know what's in his little brain.

"The beer is still inside."

Yeah, Jean forgot about her sister. And let's forget it. His sister will not be lost and will not be carried by a striped male.

He knew how his sister, before anyone dragged him may have been sprawled with all the swearing that Beer threw.

"He can go home alone."

"There again?" ask Jean. Men do not want to focus on driving later distracted by questions that come out of Taya's mouth.

Taya shook her head and then smiled slightly. And it successfully adds to the natural beauty that the woman already has.

Jean was willing to bet, there was nothing more beautiful than her current object.

"Lo made Taya's mistake."

You know, those words aren't that scary anymore for Taya.

"Do you want to continue with your painting from yesterday?"

"No" replied Jean. The man started the car.

"Want to go somewhere?" ask Jean back. Tomorrow is a holiday, it seems like having a little fun will not hurt.

"Can?"

***

Taya stared at the quiet-looking streets, the streets that Jean took were very different from the ones Beer took.

The eyes that had been sparkling now dimmed. But not long, because five minutes later he can see a beautiful lanterns along the way.

Taya turned her head, she looked at Jean who seemed to be focusing on the streets.

"Where are we?"

"Beach?" jean replied with a little doubt. Actually the man did not know if the road he took at this time was right or not.

He just followed his phone showing directions.

"Lo doesn't like it?" jean asked as she did not hear any response from Taya.

His eyes glanced, he could see the woman staring up. It seemed like the night sky was attracting the attention of the woman more than her.

"What's that beautiful?" asked Jean, the car he left asking Taya for an answer as soon as possible.

"Hum?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Lo know, you got a mistake here?"

Dahi Taya shriveled, of course she knew. Wearing a mini dress? Was it?

"Yes? dress?"

Jean breathed.

"What do you want to do on the beach?"

Taya who got such a question fell silent for a moment. He was thinking.

"Wimming?"

When you hear the beach, it must be related to the water. So what he thought about was swimming.

"Now?" asked Jean in wonder. Jean understood the woman in front of him was a swimmer. But that does not mean he can swim anytime and anywhere at will, right?

"Just play sand" Taya replies.

Maybe Taya looks really stupid right now.

Jean gazes at Taya intensely making Taya a bit of a risi. The man's gaze was getting down below his body.

"Is something wrong?"

Jean's gaze shifted. Then straightened his body, his eyes stared at the streets, and started to re-start the car engine.

"I think I'm going crazy."

***

"Wow!"

Taya tightened her jacket, her bare feet coming into direct contact with the fine sand underneath.

Running small, he could see in the middle of the sea there were beautiful little lights.

This was her first time for Taya, until she left Jean far back.

His eyes sparkled with pleasing eyes. A gaze that he rarely saw right, except with Jean of course. And again the look in the eye happened because Jean brought him here.

Jean looked straight ahead. Recall how the woman suddenly opened the car and walked alone near the beach.

He could feel that she was feeling free this time.

Is Jean too tight? The man nodded, he never felt that way.

His body rests on a car with a camera that is ready to be in his hands.

A flash of visible light.

Smiling, that woman never had or would not, not look beautiful.