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The boat ride was about an hour and by the time we slowed, the sun was already starting to crawl up the sky. There were almost no clouds in the sky.

We docked at the small jetty and Hadi tied the boat to it as we disembarked.

I looked at the island. It did not look like those commercial resort kind.

More likely a private island and it was small. No larger than our own Kusu Island.

There was a pave way from the Jetty to the Eastern end of the island, where some small huts sat and 2 of them had their balcony extending over the sea.

I could see the Western end of the island with a beautiful beach stretching along the remaining of the shoreline.

As I continued my survey, a guy dressed in a cook uniform came towards us.

Helen spoke to him in Bahasa and he nodded. Hadi went off with him as their conversation ended.

Sara held my hand tightly as Helen turn to speak to us.

Helen: the guests are not here yet. That guy is the cook. He will stay here with us. Follow me.

She brought us to the compound.

There was a clearing behind the 2 huts that were by the sea.

3 huts sits in the middle of the clearing. A big open one without walls, which look like our very own training shed, had some mats lined on the floor. A medium one that had walls and only an entrance and came with a chimney, apparently was the kitchen and another small one which was the toilet.

I looked at the 2 huts by the sea. Although there were walls, but the walls were covering less than half the structure.

There were 2 kingsize beds in each of them. 2 deck chairs were on the balcony. There were nothing else.

Helen: we can take this hut.

She pointed to the hut on the left.

Helen: make yourself at home. The clients should be arriving around lunch time.

With that, she walked off to look for Hadi and the cook.