
Wednesday, the fourth day.
Barbeque in the desert.
They were then taken to the temple, where a building with artifacts of the worship of the god was located.
Along the way, they were brought into the passage of time, where the guide would explain every detail, the meaning of a certain object there, and the history of the object, nothing was missed.
It was as if they were on a long journey, just on foot. Quite tired indeed especially the fort built on the plain Bikaner has a rectangular layout. The rectangle was a thousand seventy-eight meters wide. The fort has seven gates for several palaces, pavilions and many Hindu and religious temples – the earliest dates to the sixteenth century. The beauty of the fort is located on the red carved stone and gold-colored sandstone. The interior of the palace is decorated and painted in the traditional Rajasthani style.
Not to mention the multi-storey building inside the fort, called Anup Mahal, where the skyline is made of glass and wood, not to mention Italian tiles, lattice windows, and so on, and the balcony that used to be used as a construction site. The guide said it was a place where the kings had discussions, devising plans. To defend their territory.
"What they say is that if they have not conquered this fortress, there is no such thing as victory" Juwita whispered to Brayen as she glanced at every corner of the room.
"Of course, if I haven't conquered the fortress of your heart, then I haven't won yet" Brayen said, trying to fight Juwita.
Hearing Brayen's conversation, Juwita met, the heat of the sun made it clear the face of the girl meeting. Brayen was anxious to see this, wanting Brayen to kiss Juwita on the cheek, but it would not be possible, so Brayen chose to pinch it.
"The photo" said Juwita immediately away from Brayen, but the rich frog Juwita made Brayen look at himself with sparkling eyes.
"What did you say, baby?" Brayen pulls Juwita's waist.
Juwita pushed him, embarrassed to be the center of attention. But Brayen pressed Juwita's waist further, so that the distance between them almost disappeared.
"Shame.." great-grandson Juwita, looked around.
"So tell me what it was," Brayen forced Juwita.
"You want the photo, you know," said Juwita looking at Brayen with a frown.
"Before the photo," said Brayen impatiently.
Juwita who remembered what she said was smiling to herself, seemed to have a plan in her head. "About this fort?" ueita pretended to think hard.
"Is..I asked for the word dear loh," said Brayen anxious with Juwita.
"Well, what dong?" Juwita showed her confused face.
"Come," Brayen pouted to release Juwita.
"Darling... who.... dear... satisfied?!" Juwita chuckled immediately running towards where she was about to pose earlier.
Of course Brayen had to be an impromptu amateur photographer for his lover. As everyone started to pass, Brayen smiled holding Juwita's hand, Juwita frowned in confusion.
"Here you go" said Brayen immediately hugging Juwita's waist. Juwita continued to glance at the tourist who had died, but Brayen increasingly smiled at him. "Why face there, come here."
"Flame..." Juwita fell silent as Brayen immediately pulled her nape and l*lu*mate her soft lips. Juwita's eyes were wide in disbelief at what Brayen was doing. Juwita could feel Brayen's hands going up and down her back. Finally Juwita joined the game Brayen, Juwita closed her eyes enjoying even reply lu*ma*tan Brayen. Juwita put her hands around Brayen's neck. Brayen is increasingly demanding, he even forgot about the group.
Long enough they each other me*ma*ngu, until finally Brayen released their link. Brayen immediately kissed Juwita's head, and pulled Juwita outside, seemingly left behind by the entourage. Brayen asked one of the guards.
"Excuse me, do you see a group of tourists here?" (Excuse me did you guys see the tourist troupe here?) One of them immediately pointed towards the passing tourist.
"Can you help us?" (Can you please take us?) pinta Brayen's.
"Yes sir. By the way, why did you guys miss out?" (Yes sir. By the way why did you guys miss?)
"Oh... My girlfriend has to go to the toilet first," (Packarku wants to go to the toilet first,) said Brayen got a capitan from Juwita, Brayen immediately grasped not Juwita who gave a hot stamp on his waist.
They immediately followed the entourage, they finally reached the place of the entourage and missed one place. "We're late" Juwita said.
"It's okay, the important thing was very sweet," said Brayen chuckled.
"Basic!"
Arriving late in the evening, they had reached the Desert. The guides turned out to have partially prepared the campfire. Juwita was amazed to see the scenery around, the guides helped some tourists start a bonfire, just as the sun was about to sink.
They immediately surrounded the campfire, with pairs of pairs. Brayen embraces Juwita's waist while singing along, while the organizers begin to prepare tools to make barbeques, together in the Desert.
"Where's darling? Exciting right?" Brayen pulled Juwita's head to rest on her shoulders. Brayen did not want to lose to the couple in front of him, they seemed to be clinging to each other's hands, while the woman's head was leaning right on her chest.
"Hm... Thank you, this is very beautiful, the sky is very beautiful," said Juwita raised her head in the direction of the desert night sky.
Brayen smiled as he kissed the top of Juwita's head. "Thank you for being there, and accepting me for who I am" Brayen rubbed Juwita's head gently.
"You know, your partner is your dress, so you have to cover up each other's flaws" Juwita said, still looking up at the sky. Their intimacy is more complete with the bonfire and the song that is sung together. "You know? If you change your feed, then there will only be two, either more comfortable, or just the shape is good, but when in use makes it uncomfortable."
"In that case, I won't replace it, because you're my most comfortable place. Like home to me, my place to go home," Brayen tightened his arms.
"Then don't bring anyone else among us, because someone will leave the house one day" Juwita smiled at Brayen.
"Hm..." Brayen smiled.
"Time for barbeque." one of the guides yelled at the tourists who now looked more like Scout campers.
They immediately approached and saw the guides start to burn meat, sausages and others, which had been laced with barbeque sauce.
Once ripe, they immediately take the meat that has been cooked, and eat it crowded. Some prefer to burn themselves.
After finishing with their evening event, the guides immediately invited the tourists to their train. Because the next trip will be done soon, cars arrive and pick up the tourists who are exhausted.
Once they get to their cabins, get ready to rest. And the train began to move, after making sure all tourists boarded, and ready to leave for Jaipur.
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