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GEAN: The Pacific Genius

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Chapter 1 - GEAN: The Pacific Genius

TWELVE PEARLS OF THE EAST

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GEAN: The Pacific Genius

CHAPTER ONE

By: Gene Franco

Gean was disturbed by the unexpected heavy wind and rain in the middle of the night, in which he decided to take a vacation on the island they owned, informing the office that he would be missing for a month. The tiny house with wooden floors is old, the roof and planks are old, and the walls they constructed when they were young; they generally stay here when the school holidays arrive; it takes an hour to pass through by boat, and more than an hour to travel on foot. Randolph, his pet dog, came into his room, astonished by the unexpected increase in wind and rain. He knew there would be bad weather because that was the subject of the news when he left their house, but he persisted to go to their island, Busdak. Fortunately, he restored his boat this afternoon so that it would not be blown away by the sea, making sure that the waves on the shore were higher than the shore due to the wind's intensity. When he looked at his watch just after midnight, he tried to take another nap, but he couldn't sleep because of the heavy wind and rain, which were followed by strong thunder and lighting.

Gean got up and lit the firewood on the stove, and while the water was boiling, he washed a few pieces of sweet potato that he had gotten this morning from the plant of their caretaker, who had told him earlier to go home first because the roof of their house would be repaired due to the impending storm. He used to catch a lot of fish with his spear fishing hobby, which he and his siblings and cousins had enjoyed since they were kids. He sifted the sweet potato while drinking coffee. He could see the scorching temperature outside, but he had nothing to worry about because their house was concrete and robust enough that when a storm approached, his cousins and other neighbors would spend the night there. Every time there is a typhoon, their house fills up with roughly five or six families, most of whom sleep in the living room while the males sleep on their balconies to view the weather. Even when there was a storm, the memories were so happy in their house all night while sipping coffee, all the food was blended and placed on their large table, and the meal was made for everyone as if they were one family.

After he finished his coffee, he checked the cooked sweet potato and removed the firewood to prevent it from burning. He went back to bed and meditated, remembering his siblings' and cousins' interests on this island. They will play a game of chase on the beach as soon as they wake up in the morning, kicking until they see the sea go down. They descend into the sea after breakfast to catch fish and other sea creatures by bow or spearfishing, multiplying the latter with the most catch free by cleaning and cooking their catch. His brother next to him and a cousin of theirs are always focused on cleaning and cooking their catch, because they are always the least or few catch. What are their current circumstances? He asked himself, smiling. The news is that those two cousins already have three children, that one who has been married twice but still has no children, and that his sibling who came after him has four children, but he is still a bachelor.

He fell asleep with a smile on his face, despite the fact that the wind and rain were so severe that he wouldn't have woken up if Randolph hadn't barked. It chastised a giant lizard that went by their house, Randolph chased it and then tore it, so he raced out and chased the pet, since if he didn't know that the pet would eat it all raw, he scolded Randolph and got the lizard it captured. He re-lit the firewood and then cleaned the lizard; after slaughtering it, he hung it out of reach of his pet. He'll get with coconut milk, veggies, and other things. He initially walked to the shore, where he found numerous coconuts that had been blown away by the severe wind and rain. Randolph followed him and, as if the pet smelled like it flew to the far end of the island, he began barking when it reached the rocky area. He would not have ignored it because it enjoys playing with little crabs or stranded fish in small springs. However, it does not stop, and its tail is restless, going round and round on the stand, indicating that it is beckoning him, so he chose to go to his pet first, leaving the found coconuts aside.

As he got closer to the pet's location, he noticed a watercraft or jet ski, and when he got closer, he spotted a passenger on board, unconscious and with a laceration on her face from maybe hitting the rocky due to heavy waves. When he drew closer, he noticed the woman's exceptionally attractive face; she was between 20 - 25 years old and seemed like a foreigner. He checked his condition quickly, felt if she was still alive and if her heart was still beating, simply lost consciousness due to what had happened, and administered CPR. He did what he learnt in their training many times, and she eventually came to her wits and just stared at him. When she tried to stand up, she lost consciousness again, so he carried her to his house. Even though her body was incredibly sexy, she had a heaviness in his head; it was a good thing he was so prepared to rehearse otherwise he might not be able to lift it at all. Randolph, on the other hand, was hauling her bag, which was also heavy, and he couldn't lift it due of his size.

When he returned home, he placed the woman on the pallet, removed her wet garments, and poured a basin with lukewarm water. He was obliged to remove all of its costumes reluctantly, and he was very impressed at the beauty of her body, but he tapped his head to return to his right thinking. He stroked the entire body of the face towel with restraint, especially when his palm met the skin of its smooth, radish-like skin. He dressed her after wiping her entire body; the underwear was a little loose, possibly due to her gorgeous body. So, he tied the bottom on the side to fit and then treated and bandaged the wound on the forehead. H he soaks her clothes in the water basin before returning to his pet Randolph, who appears fatigued from pulling on the woman's bag. He brought the bag home, then some of its things and the watercraft, along with a suitcase that appeared like a very important things, with a numeric lock and the KC brand, perhaps the contents were so vital that it was still secured in the watercraft.

He washed the clothes of a woman named KC since that was what he observed on the pendant of its necklace while he was cooking the adobo with coco milk. He and Randolph ate deliciously and were pleased with the dish that the lizard caught after hanging up his clothing on the non-raining, it's like washing machine. The pan, the size of a lizard, is so filled that it will last two days. They were eating when the woman growled; in fright, Randolph barked so loudly that he chastised him, but when he approached the woman, he became silent.

"Uuuunnghhh," grumbled the woman. When Gean entered the room, the woman recognized him and he approached her with the fish he had swallowed in the dish.

"Hello, how are you?" he asked the woman, pausing to consider what he was saying before repeating it in English.

"How are you feeling?" He inquired once more.

She just moaned again, Gean approached the woman, raised her head, and sipped the soup that smelled like the woman was awake, she consumed the contents of the bowl, and he fed her with fish and a little rice, not knowing what she ate, but she ate pleasantly. She finished the lunch he'd made here and looked about the bamboo room and thatched roof. Gean was observing as well, wondering if she knew the attractive and muscular man, but she couldn't recall whether she did or why she was here. Gean noticed that the abrupt pain in her head had caused her to close her eyes, so he helped her straighten up and massaged her senses. The woman fell asleep again, and he observed its lovely face; he knew it was a foreigner, but he couldn't tell if it was American, British, or of another race.