
What a fun holiday for me. The weather also seemed to allow me to have fun with Ira.
Even in Lombok my stomach seems to accommodate all types of food for the sake of satisfying the taste of my curiosity in all its typical culinary.
Like Delan's promise, the next day he really came too even though the new afternoon arrived.
Ira refuses to come out with me and Delan. The reason Ira's stomach hurts because it's just the beginning of the month.
"Yuk!" Looks like Delan coughed at the reason my best friend. Makes me laugh and grips him.
Ira must have deliberately not come. It was like giving me space to have fun with Mas Delan.
Finally I just both mas Delan around Mataram for culinary and hang out to beautiful places.
"Yes... It's delicious! Try me!"
Mas Delan thrust his bobbed plastic drink at me. With a dikulum smile, the bobbing ice scabbard that tasted chocolate was amazing.
"Enak khan's? Creamy chocolate, huh?"
I'm nodding. Swiping her cheeks that slightly look thin.
"Working clothes, huh, Mom? Sampe looks a bit thin this is his jaw!" I said make it melt.
"I work for my future wife and son, baby!"
I melted more to hear his sincere words with eyes staring at my net.
"Hhh... Don't work too hard! Life should be balanced too. You are not a machine. And the machine needs a break. Yuk... We are looking for a salon for a complete treatment of your manjain!"
"Where, Yang?"
"Come, anyway today Mas must obey me!"
I took Delan to a salon in the middle of Mataram.
Pampering Delan makes my heart happy. He was in massage, his hair was also treated. Even her toenails mas Delan in pedicure medicure as well.
I laughed at Delan who initially refused until finally comfortable until falling asleep.
"Thank you, Vi! You are my best wife!" said Mas Delan peed next to my cheek after finishing at the salon.
"Mas, I want to load our selfie first. Can ya?"
Mas Delan nodded with a sweet smile.
Czechoslovak.
My first social media like was Jelita Lara. The artist whose real name is Lady Navisha, my friend who is a talent artist of Delan's mas company.
I didn't expect her to follow me to follow my activities, which in fact is the wife of the executive producer.
Hm...
I went back on our second honeymoon. Enjoy the beautiful natural panorama of Lombok earth that spoils the eyes and heart.
At three in the afternoon, we finally chose to relax on the Pink beach again. Not far from the hotel we stayed at.
"Mas... This is the young coconut!"
I smiled at him who was sitting daydreaming on the edge of the beach with eyes looking out at the ocean.
"Thank you, Viona!"
Cup.
"Your?! My wife now dares to kiss first!" the god made me blush.
"Hehehe...! Wife can dong sun husband. Occasionally showing sincere affection for a beloved husband who has been so great to please his wife's life."
Mas Delan grabbed me. He kissed my cheek.
Treeet...
His face looks pias.
"Yes...! I'll pick up the phone first, okay?"
I'm nodding. Swiping soft cheeks that are now smooth because it has been shaved clean the capster was in the salon.
...In frames ......
Herdilan took the phone out of his denim pants pocket.
Name listed: Second Mistress in calling, make pias his face instantly.
Viona the wife was sitting next to him. But Lady Navisha called him all of a sudden.
He asked his wife for permission to pick up the phone and move away to another area.
"Hallo's? Yes Lady? What's up?"
...[.Mas... What are you guys doing? Are you guys having fun?]...
"Please Lady! I'm with Viona! Don't provoke suspicion! I'll call you later!"
...[.My stomach hurts, Mom! I'm not feeling well either. Hix... You're angry with me instead of happy I called you!]...
"It's not so, Dy... I'm with Viona. Understand slightly! I've been so brave about taking the risk of doing all this with you! So..."
...Clik...
Hhh...
Herdilan. Lady has turned off her phone without another word. He began to understand that his second wife was angry and upset with him.
Trings.
One message came in. The Second Lady.
[I'm pregnant, Mom! You must understand the hormones and emotions of pregnant women! If you don't believe me, ask your Mama]
Hhh...
"Who is Mas?"
Delan jumped in shock. Viona suddenly stood beside him without him noticing.
"My super baby!"
"Hahaha... Mas Delan's superior? Wh who? Mama Tasya's? Don't be like your own parents!"
Delan rubbed the look on his face that still looked tense.
Fortunately, his wife is not a woman who has kepeloan in a high level. She only teased and never acted suspiciously to snatch her husband's own cell phone.
The In Frame Finish
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