Hot Couple: Inara's Love Story

Long Journey

From Kawah Putih, we continue our journey to Rancabali tea plantation to just breathe fresh air typical of the mountains and feel the tranquility of the pleasant, pleasant, also recording the moment we were both in the middle of the green scenery around us.

"It turns out the street is crowded, yes Mas. Let there be our motto" I said.

He's nodding. "Yep, enjoy the photo like yesterday rather than self-selfies themselves." He agrees with me. "By the way, have you been here before?"

"When you've never been here. But if the tea plantation has ever been, in Pagaralam. And most importantly it's not the tea plantation, but who I'm here with and who I'm with."

Reza smiled, then took a few steps forward until the meeting in front of me. To be honest, I thought he would kiss me like he used to if he suddenly grabbed himself to me, it turned out that this time he just wanted to embrace me by sticking one hand over the nape of my neck. At that time we did not talk in a few minutes, just enjoying the time together while looking at the vast green expanse as far as the eye could see, also feeling the pleasure of being blown by the stroking wind with his friendly touch. Before we finally end the day at Situ Patenggang, a lake in the Ciwidey region that offers beautiful views and a natural atmosphere.

Friday morning the next day, Reza and I just walked around the city of Bandung, from Gedung Sate to Gedung Merdeka, then to Bandung City Square, and in the afternoon we stopped by the Great Mosque. Because today is Friday, Reza wants Friday prayers there. These are the places I often see in Retirement Thugs dramas that I have seen all the shows, whether they are series, ftv or widescreen versions. What I hope is there is always a continuation, because I like a spectacle full of learning and the meaning of a family relationship.

After lunch, Reza fulfilled my desire to go to Tangkuban Perahu Mountain Nature Park, and rather the afternoon we visited Orchid Forest Cikole. A tourist destination that is touted as the largest orchid garden in Indonesia. In this vast land, there are more than one hundred and fifty-seven types of cultivated orchids. Not only that, the photo spot in this place is also my target, the photo spot of the wooden suspension bridge and also the wooden bridge which is a favorite photo spot of visitors. Taking pictures with the theme of Love as Tiger Shroff did in the film Student of The Year 2, also poses in the style of wallpaper 9 from the film Fitoor. Yes, of course by asking for help from unknown people.

In the evening, we enjoyed dinner at the food court, on the side of the road.

"Darling?"

"Emm?"

"Can you not go anywhere without me after this?"

The question made me frown and stop for a moment chewing the Bandung soto that Reza ordered for me.

"Don't wander alone anymore" he asked. "Keep, if you want to go anywhere, you have to go with me. Stay home if you're not with me, or at least ask to accompany Ihsan if you have any needs outside."

I'm throats. "You.want me not to travel anymore or you don't want me to meet the people who are luring me into doing stupid things like you said yesterday?"

"both. Please, promise me?" the door again with hopeful eyes.

I was silent for a moment, my brain was thinking what should I promise? Am I prepared to be consistent if I promise -- remembering the other day I always renege on my promises to him?

"Emm. I'm afraid I'm gonna promise, Mom. I'm afraid I can't keep up. But I'll try, I'll stay home when I'm not with you" I said, trying to respond to Reza's request as wisely as possible.

He smiled broadly. "That's enough. I'll calm down if you stay home when I can't take care of you. Thank you for being willing to comply with my request."

I nodded and smiled. "Because I love you."

I know he didn't mean to hold me back, he just wanted all the things that were best for me. That was the form of his attention to me. Because he loves me.

"Tomorrow the last day of our vacation. Where are you going?"

I try to think fast. But nil. "I'll think about it later" I said as I pushed the empty sotoku bowl.

Behind Reza, a pregnant mother was frowning in search of an empty table. It was time for dinner so that more food-court guests arrived. We had finished eating, we knew we had to move on so that other visitors could get a seat to eat.

Moments later, my thoughts were on the pregnant woman I had seen at the food court. I thought, if I get pregnant later, I will definitely not be as agile as I am today, be able to wander wherever I want. Moreover, now Reza has asked me not to go alone anymore. That request is also a consideration in my brain at this time, but even if I want to travel, of course, it will not be comfortable anymore without Reza at my side.

"What are you thinking about?" tanyanya cut off the branches of my mind.

I smiled a little, no, no, rather, just putting my lips together that seemed to be smiling. "Again thinking that I'll get pregnant, keep having babies. That means I'm gonna stay home a lot more, right?"

Again he smiled. "Think of having your baby. Think about his first night. Ready, no?"

"Mas...," I cried. This time I smiled in shame. More embarrassed to remember the scene in the villa last night. "I'm serious, Mom. I want to know, are you planning to have children right away or delay first?"

He smiled again. "Live on," he replied casually. "If necessary, we join the pregnancy program."

Directly pregnant? Join a pregnant program?

That means that I also have to take care of my physique, that means I should not be too tired, that means I have to sacrifice my adventure?

Then, that means I only have time right now, right?

Indeed, I was never too tired because I did not want to if my body's endurance to drop, but if to prepare for pregnancy, it means I have to take extra physical care. My mind has gone everywhere. Am I with a new life after we get married?

Reza flicked his fingers. "Don't think too much," he rebuked. "Run and enjoy your nature as a woman. There will be a time to take another trip, another vacation. Yes, although not as free as it is now. Can't stay all night like now. And can not be as loud as now," he said while staying focused driving the car and occasionally glancing at me.

"Mas, can, no, we spend some time adventuring freely before our wedding day?"

Practically, Reza looked at me seriously. "Keep, what about our wedding preparations?"

"And everything can be taken care of my cousins."

Reza seemed to be thinking before answering my request. "Honey, we've been gone for three whole weeks. I don't feel good to Mommy if I take you on a trip again. Besides, I have a job to take care of."

I bowed weakly hearing his answer. I leaned against my body while looking out the window.

"That's it. When we get married, we take time, yes. How many days, but not more than a month. And. We will still take some time after that, you can come with me anywhere. But. on condition that we have to prick and not make you too tired, because I want us to focus on having children. Deal?"

I'm nodding. I think that's a pretty interesting offer.

Saturday morning, actually today was our last day in Bandung. We were going home on Sunday morning. But, suddenly I invited Reza to travel from Bandung to Cianjur with an estimated time of two days and plan to spend the night around Puncak. The idea just popped up, just because I wanted a long trip while stopping in a few places and enjoying the scenery along the road we were on, before I had to stay home as Reza wished. Of course, that freedom still exists.

Gayung was together, and the grandmother immediately took a shower. Eh?

I meani... Reza agreed to my request. Really, how happy my heart, it feels like I want to jump up and down to shake the city of Bandung so happy and excited I am this morning.

"I love you, my dear," I said that sentence as an expression of gratitude to him.

He smiled, then stroked my head. "I love you more, dear Nara..," he said complete with a spoiled sweet kiss landed on the cheek. "Boony you."

"Nara loves you too."

That's how it is, this passionate feeling makes us like ABGs who are experiencing puberty in their mid-twenties.

"Remember, yes, honey, I don't know the path, and the google map doesn't always show the right direction. You ready in case we stray?" he asked while arranging goods into a car that is now almost full of our goods, including souvenirs that we bought last night.

I'm nodding. "Originally you and your friends, everywhere will always be fun."

She laughs. "Buck!" said.

"I'm serious, not a tombal. There is still freedom, right? Not necessarily, lo, after we get married later you want me to travel like this. It could be -- later you want to stay alone in the room."

Haha! Reza stopped for a moment to arrange the items. She turned her head towards me with her cheerful little smile and laughter. Two small things that make the atmosphere of Bandung this morning feel warm. He looked like a seventeen-year-old boy when he was shy, very cute and adorable.

Eits, we did not directly travel out of the Bandung area. We went to Cihideung Flower Park, Parongpong. Not only to look around, take pretty pictures, or record sweet videos that can make us diabetic, but also to buy some kind of flowers as souvenirs for my mother and her mother Reza. I love flower gardens, really like them. Here, we did not take a friendly photo, but rather a portrait of the face and flowers, which said Reza is equally beautiful, equally beautiful, shaky, and blaring. Of course, it is not more beautiful without me. Well, that's just a name for a dreadlocks....

"If based on the information of the Mbah-"

"Change who? You mbahnya?"

"Change google..," I said half a screech.

"Oh, I thought you were."

"You are so," I said.

Reza. "Handling, dear." he said as he pinched both of my cheeks in an anxiety, as his anxiety pinched the baby's panta. You know, right, panta* baby? Have you ever pinched her? Yeah, it feels like it. Already, forget. "Keep what's your word?"

I breath with annoyance. "My dear brother, who will soon be your mbah, near here is a famous river, called the Cikahuripan River." I dictated my press the name of the river I meant. "Cool name Green Canyon West Bandung."

"You wanna stop by there?" asked Reza who guessed more precisely but not exactly.

I'm shaking. "No. Just pull the article. He said if we throw five hundred coins while making a wish, our hope will be granted. Do you believe it?"

Reza. He was looking at the collection of photos he had just taken, then he turned to me. "It all depends on God. If He will grant the hope of his servant, it will come true. And vice versa, if God is not pleasing, want up to a million coins, still will not be granted."

"So you don't want to do these kinds of things?"

He shook his head again. "No" he said with the same answer. "If you?"

I shrugged both shoulders. "Maybe. If I'm so desperate."

Reza turned his head back, looking at me with eyes that I could not understand, making my eyebrows reflexively lift. "What's? Who knows about our journey ahead? Good destiny won't always be on our side. I just know, I have to keep on surviving to live, no matter how bad destiny and hopeless I may be at that moment."

"Despite having me by your side?" asked Reza who was now standing in front of me and wrapped her arms around my waist tightly, making my chest sound to the chest of her field.

Hm....

"No. But when you broke my heart."

She shook her head. "will not. Never will" he said with certainty and certainty.

"I try to always believe. But. let me go. Shame to see people."

Reza laughed and landed his lips on my cheek.

After an hour of touring the flower garden, although not all areas, we immediately went on a trip to Citatah Rock Garden or with its cool name Stone Garden Citatah, which is not the place to be, the distance is quite far but still includes the West Bandung area. The location can be said to be on a plateau because it is located on a hill. Around the hill of Taman Batu there is a natural cave called Pawon Cave which is as ancient as this rock garden. And the most interesting thing in this place is the arrangement of stones that are truly artistic, neatly towering like a formation. The photo above the high rocks was so instagenic, it was very satisfying for someone with an adventurous spirit.

"Mas, photo with this pose, please?" I asked while giving my phone that displays the hot poses of Priyanka Chopra and Shahid Kapoor in the film Pyaar Ka Punchnama.

Reza. "Shame, honey," she refused.

"Please..," whine.

Yeah, you know, right, Reza won't be able to resist my whining. Finally, he also obeyed the desire of behavior thanks to my powerful persuasion. He asked people to take pictures of us. Then he leaned against one of the big stones of Shahid Kapoor's pose. Although not as hot as Priyanka Chopra, the knee-length split skirt I wore was quite supportive for this one pose.

"Your hands don't be naughty. Just stick on my thighs, don't move. Shame to see people."

Hmm. he grinned. "If no one is watching, how?"

"Don't joke, Mas...."

Three, two, one, pekrek! It's finished!

At 11:30, we continued our journey to Cianjur. Little Venice Flower City is our first destination in this fragrant rice-producing district. That day, the mighty sun showed its existence through its blazing rays as the green rice fields began to welcome when we entered the Cianjur area. It took almost two hours to get to our destination. But, before we continued the adventure, my handsome man asked for a break to fill the faith, the energy, and the bowels.

At 14:00, we had already arrived at the gate of Flower City where the place called Little Venice was located inside. Arriving at that gate, since it was actually an elite residential gate, Reza asked the security guard, “Little Venice?” and the security guard confirmed. Directly we enter with high spirit, especially all the ammunition that needs to be filled is filled with full tanks.

The housing here has a very exotic and colorful shape. My God, such a beautiful building is about how much does one unit cost? Well, this is a villa, not a house, which certainly does prioritize the concept of luxury and beauty. I was amazed to see left-right with a tacky expression.

"Bagusan also your sketches, dear," said Reza seemed to mock me.

What good sketches are they?

"Know no? A lot of girls are glancing at you" I said as we headed to the counter and bought tickets as we got to the location. Afterwards, the Barrier welcomed in kindly and put on a ticket bracelet to scan the barcode as a sign of entry.

Reza smiled confidently. "That's normal," he said. "You don't need to be jealous."

Who is jealous too? True enough, that handsome fellow had a towering confidence, as high as the seventh heaven.

Return to Little Venica Flower City. From the entrance, visitors can pass the bridge of Venice, and the atmosphere is really typical of Italy, coupled with the playback of Italian songs that add to the impression of a place called Little Venice. Another feature is the large number of images devoted to photo spots themed world landmarks such as the Eiffel tower and the Colosseum. We intentionally did not take photos. Just record memories with short videos that we will later combine into one long-form video.

There is still two and a half hours left for us to visit the Nusantara Flower Park, it was cut the distance to the location of Little Venice, which is located in the middle of the island, but at least enough for us to wade through the vast expanse of flowers until the hours of this garden are closed.

Well, after the counter, the snapshot and video recording sessions began. There is one moment where Reza chuckles to see park visitors who incidentally young mama-mama, they are selfie ria with her spirit soaring, while the young papa are in charge of looking after their respective children.

"Hopefully you as a wife and a mother - well aware that the holiday moment is a time for family. Not for busy selfies."

He's correct. There is no harm in showing off photos on social media. But that doesn't mean it makes us focus on taking photos and missing moments of togetherness with family.

"Ready, Papa," I said, making her smile again. Uh.. cute...

Focus up! I rebuked myself for failing to focus.

Nusantara Flower Park is divided into several categories, one of which is Labyrinth Park. Reza asked if I wanted to go there. But I said no. "Why? Afraid lost?"

"No. I'm not afraid of getting lost. It's just, I don't want to waste my time just to get lost, it's almost five."

There are still many other options, such as French Garden, Japanese Garden, American Garden, Bali Garden, Mediterranean Garden, Rose Garden, Palm Park, Musical Fountain and many more. And for my favorite spot is the French garden, because the colorful flowers there are brightest so it is good to be a photo spot. In the middle of the park there is also a fountain.

And you know, the most fun thing was when I met the meatballs seller, the cusss dropped by. Meet the fried seller, yuk ah buy.  Keep meeting burger vendors, Nara wants burgers, Mas. Haha. Especially if you meet a stall that offers cold drinks, the esophagus suddenly waved for fresh, cold water and cmiwiwww. It's still a good thing I didn't ask for a massage, because the peasant was amazing. And even so, finished from the flower garden, we still have to hunt culinary, satay maranggi became our main target this afternoon.

"But I'm after you, honey."

Aduuuh..he teased me!