Bima's Second Wife

chapter 108

Bima Satria's.

"Mas." Someone's voice woke me up, his hand shook my shoulders softly. Uh, did I just fall asleep?

I rubbed my face with both hands and sat down. Dena smiled with her sweet smile, passing it on to me until I smiled too.

"Still sleepy?" she asked, she rubbed my wet hair with a small towel in her hand.

"No, but why did I fall asleep?" I'm really asking myself. Dena giggles. I saw his face.

"Maybe because you slept at three. I've already said mas sleep first, let alone mas want to go to Bali later, right?" said it. Is correct. We just got to bed at three, because I accompanied Dena to finish a sketch of a wedding dress ordered by one of her friends. But instead of finishing quickly, instead I disturbed him by continuing to tease and fondle my wife. He said he had to finish it immediately. I always couldn't stand being around my wife.

"Because of you, I'm not done yet, mom!" This time I was the one who giggled at the annoyed face that Dena showed. Her lips are funny.

"Hey, let's go to Bali!" I said suddenly, I wrapped both my hands around her slender waist. Dena stopped her hand over my head, then lifted the damp towel from there.

"We're on our honeymoon again!" Dena fell silent, then her answer made me feel upset. With lightness he said.

"That honeymoon should be you're just like Lily. We had a honeymoon a lot, Dad. Looky. That's our picture on our honeymoon to Paris. That's. You take me to Marina Bay. And that's our time in Japan." point Dena towards the wall with our photos in various places. There are many more in fact but we keep it in a big album that is now neatly stored in the closet.

"But it was a long time ago Na. Almost a year ago, right? This year we haven't gone anywhere because I'm busy." I said. Dena smiled.

"I'm busy too" he said, stroking my cheek and taking off my arms and walking to the bathroom.

"Don't be sad. Just go to Bali with Lily, and also review the project and honeymoon there. A week or two maybe?" Dena said it while passing in front of me.

"You two haven't been on a honeymoon, have you?" she said again, then sat at the dresser drying her hair with a hairdryer. The sound of a hairdryer sounding loudly let out a warm wind from inside there making Dena's hair fly.

Yes, Lily and I have been to Bali, but not for honeymoon. And what can that say about a honeymoon?

Dena was done with her hair, put a thin powder and liptint to her lips, then changed clothes with a knee-high brown dress.

"Mas can dress themselves, right? Or did I call Lily to get ready for the clothes over there? Are you guys on your honeymoon? I have to see Yana this morning." her smile broke my heart.

"I can prepare myself." I said limp. "I wasn't there long either. The day after tomorrow is also home." I said. Dena approached and took my head and stuck it on her chest. He hugged me tightly. It feels like this Dena hug means a lot to me. Always was.

"Not a honeymoon?" I looked up at Dena's face from under her chin, then shook my head slowly.

"Other times, many meetings this week." Dena kissed my forehead with a baby. Longtime.

"Beat your own breakfast, no pa-pa. I can't make breakfast. After I met Yana, I went straight to the boutique." I'm nodding. Lately there are many wedding dress orders that make Dena a little overwhelmed in making the design and the dress itself with her hands, and was assisted by five professional seamstresses and two special personal assistants to help pair the details on the dress. I've asked Dena to stop, but that's Dena's goal from before. Wanted his work to be part of the history of happiness for others.

"I'll bring you lunch for mas later" he said again before releasing both hands on my shoulder.

"No need. I'll just eat outside." Dena nodded in understanding. I also have to understand Dena's busyness, and I don't want to make Dena even more busy taking care of me.