บท 210: Prince Thalal is a Demon

The cold wind cold and blows the fallen leaves from the trees that grow on the ground which is covered with sand, broken rocks that are hit by the waves. The weather of Kuta Beach is so cool this morning. The sun is still not shine.

Cynthia looked at the face of Prince Thalal who began to shade her body like a palm tree that shaded the rice fields that made swales on the hill.

Prince Thalal's slender body created a black silhouette above her body refracted by the sun's rays streaming in through the still closed window. Cynthia really admired the body that had been so covered by the clothes that tightly wrapped her body, now opened freely in front of Cynthia.