BETWEEN THE CEO AND MAFIA 2

Extra Part: Honeymoon

"Shocked?" Bayu still mocked the television thing earlier. He liked to see his wife's annoyed expression.

"You're used to practice also for what shame." he continued, chuckling.

Prita rose from the lap of her husband. He chose to go into the blanket of his futon bed. Covering his body until tight from the tip of the foot to the tip of the head.

"Honey.... " Bayu tried to shake his wife's body.

"I'm going to sleep, Mom.... "

"Well, I'm sleeping.... " Bayu looked disappointed to hear that answer. "It's a good time to be alone.... "

"Tomorrow can.... Sleepy!"

"What's sleepy?"

"Congratulations!"

Bayu scratched his head. He doesn't want to lose the moment tonight. Since arriving in Japan, the two have not had time to make out. Though his intention to Japan one of them to enjoy a honeymoon with his wife.

"Aah!"

Prita screeched as the blanket covering her body was forcefully pulled by Bayu.

"Mas.

"You can't go to sleep until you're with me tonight." Bayu had already confined Prita under him so that he could not escape.

"But sleepy."

"Later you won't be sleepy."

Deftly Bayu pulled his wife's kimono strap. Then, the obi section that surrounds the waist is also released until the kimono that Prita wears opens.

"Mas.... Nekad.... " Prita tried to hold her cleavage open.

Bayu chuckled, "Let's just say we'll have our honeymoon here."

"It's too late."

"No late words, honey. Every day with you always feels like a newlywed."

Both hands Prita was put over his head because according to Bayu disturbing him. He flicked the kimono that still covered the body until the scenery he really wanted to see was plastered in front of him.

"Mas.... Embarrassed.... " Prita tried to rebel, but her body could not be moved she was uncomfortable being looked at like that even by her own husband.

"Why should I be ashamed? We're used to doing this."

"But don't keep looking.... "

"The smell is held, huh? Are you impatient?" godanya while holding payu*dara Prita left with her right hand. While his left hand is still holding Prita's hand so as not to rebel.

"Mas.... "

"Boy, you mean you haven't worn a bra?"

Behind the kimono, Prita only wears a laced interior that covers the bottom. The top is wearing nothing.

"So, it's nursing Dylan, it's hard to wear a bra."

"It seems like an excuse. It's called being naughty, yeah.... Tempting husband in room. If you want to tell me, dong, darling."

His hand turned down and opened the inner rope and threw it away. Bayu smiled, like the first time he saw his wife's body until he looked so happy.

Prita has resigned herself to follow the will of her husband. Rejected certainly Bayu will remain pushy and just as he will not be able to sleep peacefully.

Bayu occupied Prita, releasing the kimono sleeves so that the outfit escaped perfectly displaying his wife's plain body. His turn opened his own kimono quickly to display his athletic body. With the bottom that had been stiffened, making Prita not dare to look at him.

"Aah!"

Suddenly Bayu raised the innocent body of Prita in his sling. Prita's reflex poked her hand against Bayu's neck. In such a naked condition, he was invited to walk towards the back.

"Where are you going, Mas?" ask Prita.

Her husband had a strange tendency that made him spot the heart.

"We take a shower to get fresh."

"I took a shower this afternoon." 5

"It's okay, we'll take another bath to make it cleaner and fresher."

Prita's heart is beating fast. She thought Bayu would take her to the bathroom, ask her to make love inside as usual. But, the assumption is wrong. His heart beat faster as Bayu got closer to the door.

Her husband must have had some ideas.... Had the man gone mad to take him out in such a condition.

"Mas, don't be crazy, yeah!"

Bayu just smiled at Prita's worries. He kept stepping on the door.

The srek!

The back door of the room is open. The silent forest scenery immediately greeted them. Only the dim light from some of the bulb lights illuminate the back area.It turns out, the back there is a private onsen, a place to soak hot water. Prita thought it would be as open as he imagined. Even so, because it blends with nature, it still makes a feeling of anxiety if at any time there are people coming from the direction of the forest.

"Mas.... What if there's someone?"

"Who's having less playing nights in the woods, hm?"

Bayu silenced his wife's worries with his kiss. He paged the sweet lips gently, making the woman fall asleep and did not think of anything that worried her. Both of them were equally washed away enjoying the romance that night.

"Hngghs.... Uhh.... Ugh.... "

Prita continued to sigh as long as Bayu busied himself on his chest area. In addition to having a baby, she also has a big baby who will not want to if told to stop breastfeeding. As if that part will never escape being targeted every time they make love.

"I'll put it in now, baby." whispered the friendlier.

Prita nodded. He turned his body while leaning against a rock. While her husband was behind her preparing for the union.

Sunyinya night with sounds from nature such as the rustling of water, leaves rubbing against each other, and the sound of night animals merging with the village*han for the sake of the village*han who came out of the mouth of the two people who were drunk with love. The world seemed to belong to the two of them while the other only contracted.

The two hugged while enjoying the warmth of the onsen after getting the release. Tonight will be an unforgettable night for them. Fun night, where they realize a delayed honeymoon.

"Darling, mayu*you seem to be swollen next door." Bayu still steal hold after being satisfied. His hands seemed very observant with his wife's body.

"Dylan prefers to suckle the left, Mas. The right one is often full and swollen. Let me just pump it up."

"No need, let me suck later so it's the same size."

"Mas.... The language is so continuous." said Prita when he felt something stuck in the back of his body.

"It's your job, right, to get him to sleep? Later in the room repeated again, huh?" Bayu increasingly tightened his embrace, spoiled on his wife.

"Ih.... Mas.... "

"Haha.... It's okay, later if you are tired, you just sleep, let your husband who is active at night. Okay?"

"You are a human being what a bat is, how active it is at night."

"Don't know, if there's you I want to be active." Bayu dipped his wife's cheek. "Darling, would you like me to tell you something about the traditions of the Japanese people in the past related to forests? It just so happens that we're near the woods, right?"

"What's? But don't tell a scary story.... I don't like."

"No.... It's a story about the Ubasute tradition."

"Ubasute's? What'sthat?" Prita seems interested in what Bayu wants to tell her.

"A long time ago, he said in Japan there was a tradition of Ubasute, which is the tradition of throwing old and helpless family members into the forest and then left there to die."

"Well, there is such a tradition. Scary."

"It is usually done during the lean season, so they have to throw family members who are considered sudsh useless to reduce the burden of life. The place most famous for that tradition is in the dense forest of the foot of Mount Fuji known as Aokigahara."

"Why would a child give heart to his parents who are still alive like that? If only I could, I'd like to go back and see my mom and dad. Even if it's old, I'll take care of them lovingly."

"Not everyone is as good as you, honey. There are people who are evil to their own families."

"Then, does that tradition still exist today?"

"I don't know. According to the news there is still though not as it used to be. It might also be because of the ever-increasing economic rate, so such a practice was gradually abandoned."

"But there is also the story of the son who was very devoted to his mother."

"As the villagers used to do to leave the old man in the forest, there was a young man who intended to throw his mother into the forest. At midnight, the young man carried his mother into the forest. He said he wanted to take his mother for a walk, so that his mother would follow his son's will."

"All the way, the old lady was busy grabbing the branches and was dropped along the way."

"After reaching the middle of the forest, the young man intended to leave his mother there. But alas, he himself forgot the way home from getting too deep into the forest."

"In his confusion, his mother said that he already knew what his son's true intentions were. But the old woman was not angry despite her son's intention to throw her away because she loved her son so much."

"In fact, he told his son to follow in the footsteps of the twigs he dropped along the way so he wouldn't get lost on his way home."

"The young man wept realizing his mistake and knew how sincerely his mother loved him."

"Finally he abandoned his intention to throw away his mother. She took her mother back to take her home, and took good care of her mother until her mother died.,"

Prita was moved to listen to the story that Bayu said. "Even though the boy had malicious intentions, but in the end he abandoned his intentions."

"What if one day our children also waste us?"

"Children can't be like that" Prita protested. She did not want her children to be likened to the story she had just heard.

"It's just a parable.... "

"I think if parents treat them with affection, then the child will also treat the same to the parents."

"A child's attitude depends on the upbringing of his parents."

"Ah, yes. I forgot to talk to a former Kindergarten teacher."

"Do you remember?"

"Of course I remember.... The first woman I could fall in love with was a kindergarten teacher. But honey.... It's grumpy!"

Prita rounded her mouth, "When am I fierce?"

"Every time we meet you are always fierce, a time of forgetting?"

"There's no way I'd be upset if your behavior was normal."

"Would I have been that bad?"

"The worse!"

Prita and Bayu still continue the debate discussing many things until finally their skin began to wrinkle because it took too long to soak. Finally, they continued the debate in the room, under the same futon, in one cozy thick blanket.