The splashy noise that came from the raging waves of the Indian Ocean seemed to increase by the second. You could swear that the ocean was seriously seeking Bobo's attention and he was somewhat oblivious to the rigorous pleas of the sea to be heard and observed.

Standing at the sea facing balcony, just a few meters away from the beach front, Bobo wished he could erase everything that associates Neli with him. Feeling weak and helpless, he could not help thinking about the one night of passion between him and Neli. Whilst this had been a night he had thoroughly enjoyed, he remembered that it was not that difficult for him to reserve memories related to that day in a compactment in his head where he never felt any obligation to have these memories retrieved.

Bobo's meeting with Sindi earlier on seemed to have achieved nothing less than a serious state of confusion. In his attempt to comprehend the meaning of what had happened, the more he felt the growing contempt of the situation.

Whilst he could understand Neli's motive for doing what she had done, he struggled finding logical grounds for his very own wife to be implicated in all of this.