
Day six in Europe, Azahra chose Lake Konigssee as a tourist spot today. Lake Konigssee has been named a world heritage by UNESCO. Konigssee, or which can be interpreted as “Lake Raja” is located near Salzburg which is also a suitable place for hiking and cycling activities because it has a track with a fairly large size.
Today, the Azahra and Zulfikar pairs are in Lake Konigssee. Both are on foot while enjoying the stunning view of the konigssee lake and the surrounding mountains.
"Next year we're here again, how? You want to?" zulfikar asked. Highlight his eyes can not be separated from the natural beauty that is in front of his eyes.
Azahra who basically likes natural attractions, of course the woman nodded quickly. "I want" she responded immediately.
"Let's go to Salzburg. I haven't ridden a bike in a long time" Zul said.
"I'm a screwdriver, baby" said Azahra displaying a neat row of teeth.
Zulfikar nodded as well smiling. Without permission, the man wrapped his hands around the neck of the hijab-covered wife. Stepping in while once laughing, the two chose to continue the story elsewhere.
As Zulfiqar said, the two went to Salzburg. And now, Azahra was sitting on a bicycle while hugging her husband's waist tightly.
"You are heavy, dear" said Zul as he pedaled his bicycle.
Azahra's laughter broke. The woman confirmed what her husband said. Before marriage, Azahra's weight was 48 kg. When the age of her marriage entered the third month, her weight fell to 4 kg. After the two decided to become friends, until now they decided to complement each other, Azahra's weight rose by 10 kg.
"But I like it, soft when hugged" added Zulfikar with a wide smile.
Azahra's face reddened like a boiled crab. If you can be honest, Azahra is happy and even very happy with Zulfikar who is so loving. Besides being compassionate, Zulfikar is also very responsible.
Late in the afternoon, Azahra invited her husband back to Papa Giman's house. When he arrived home, he who was tired just put himself in bed. While Zulfikar cleans himself first before he rests.
"I'm lazy to walk" Azahra said without opening her eyes.
"Want me to carry?" tanya Zul offers.
"No need, just let me sleep for a while" Azahra said again.
Zul could only take a deep breath before slipping his wife's cheek into the main hall. While waiting for Azahra to wake up, Zul scroll uploads on Facebook account. Of the many posts that have been published on Facebook, there is one post that makes Zulfikar attract a smile. His finger also pressed the comment section, then with a light finger here it typed something on the keyboard.
"God's Masya. Good luck, Kul. Congratulations to you and your husband, soon to be Mama and Papa" Zulfikar wrote.
"Alhamdulillah. I pray that you and Zahra will also be quickly taken care of. Aamiin" Kulsum replied to Zulfikar's comment.
In the room, Azahra pulled a step to do the activity that was supposed to. Especially if it's not a shower. After the bath, the woman met Zulfikar in the usual place.
Without permission, Zulfikar who wanted to indulge, the man lay down on the sofa while carrying the wife's thigh. Fadness that does not know the time, re-occurs.
"Darling, not here!" ketus Azahra as Zulfikar's mischievous hands scoured into the clothes Azahra was wearing at this time.
"Yes, let's continue in the room" said Zul smiling pervertedly.
"Are all men like Brother Zul? The tone is high. Just last night sports, uh, now want to exercise again" inner Azahra.