Husband Cold But Attention

Chapter 4 Months "Red" Honey

"Who is YP?" investigate while removing a cigarette and then light a lighter. The cigarette was smoked so that it released a puff of smoke that flew into the living room ceiling.

Yila went awry, what did she have to say? To be honest, dishonest, afraid to be accused of having another man who he admires. Though Yila hoped Yara could guess who the initials YP Yila meant.

"Huk, uhuk, uhuk." Yila's coughing voice suddenly filled the room, Yila seemed to be taking a sip of the cigarette smoke that Yara had sucked in. But because of cigarette smoke, Yila was finally free from the question of Yara who questioned who Mas YP was in her little diary Yila. Yila felt sorry, why also the diary could fall from her wallet. Yila hoped that Yara would forget her question.

Yara immediately switched off her cigarette after seeing Yila's reaction. Yara was always haphazardly smoking, not in an open space like outside a spacious house.

The cigarette died, and the smoke began to disappear, Yila's coughing voice subsided. Yara glimpsed at Yila with a pair of eyes, then returned to her side. What was that cold guy thinking?

"We are married, and we have a commitment to live in a marriage bond. So, never smear this wedding. Although on the basis of arranged marriage due to the closeness of our parents, their sanctity must still be maintained. If you still admire another man, let go and forget him immediately" Yara said as she tiptoed into the living room.

Yila gasped at Yara's attitude like that. Then Yila followed Yara who was now heading for the stairs. Yara entered the room, followed by Yila whose steps were doubtful.

"Mas, there is no other man I admire. That's ...."

"Pack your things enough for us to go. We're going on a honeymoon to the island of the Gods," she cut it off to make Yila fall asleep.

"Jam 12 noon we leave here," the info again as he grabbed the suitcase from the top of the closet.

"How many days are we there, Mom?" Yila ventured to ask, because since then Yara seemed to dominate every conversation. Yila felt that the marriage that had just been passed one day actually made the feeling even more awkward.

"Four days" Yara answered and took out the clothes she was about to bring. "Enter all this mine. Yours just put it together. We don't need two suitcases carrying our luggage. Other items, such as chargers, your makeup tools, all put in one bag of your sling," he said, which Yila immediately obeyed.

"This don't forget to enter as well," the follower thrusts a thin, transparent cloth of gray color. When accidentally unraveled, for a moment Yila stared at the cloth which was apparently a sexy dress that was minimal exactly a nightgown. It's lingerie, it could be to wear Yila on the island of Bali. Yila sighed for a moment. It felt heavy when holding that transparent cloth.

Unfortunately, their departure to the airport was between their parents. With a happy gaze, the two families who have been besanan hope that the honeymoon of his son-in-law, will soon be given offspring.

Arriving at the beautiful Island of Gods, time has shown dusk. Yara happily welcomes because she wants to welcome the sunset with a glass of her favorite latte coffee. Yara often spends holidays with teamwork from her office to the island of Bali. So for him Bali is no stranger.

As for Yila, only this time he set foot on the island of Bali which for some people is called the paradise of the world. Not one of the guesses of the people, Bali is indeed a paradise of the world, as long as Yila's vision is treated to a beautiful beach scene.

Yara and Yila enter a four-star hotel around Sanur. The location of the hotel facing the beach makes anyone feel cool and full of comfort. That's what Yila felt, because only this time she enjoyed the beautiful beach along the way.

"Thank you, Bli." Thank you slid from Yara's mouth while closing the hotel door again.

"There is a dessert for us, let's enjoy it first," he said to invite Yila to enjoy a dessert delivered by the hotel waiter. Yila approaches. However, Yara has swiftly prepared a dessert for Yila and is proffered to Yila.

Yila's heart immediately rippled, this handsome man she had long loved turned out to be so considerate. Yila.

"Thank you, Mom."

"Mas Yara, what do you want to drink?" ask Yila while staring at a unique dispenser specifically in a hotel room that is intended for hotel guests.

"Soak latte coffee, it's there seems to be," he pointed at the unique dispenser that has been available several coffee sachets steeping.

"Coffee latte happens to be no Mas, which is no Cappucino."

"Ok, you brew Cappucino," he said as he opened the hotel balcony directly faced with a pretty cool beach view.

Soon the sunset will soon be visible, Yara enjoys the sunset that afternoon with a happy heart.

A day on the island of Bali, Yara and Yila have spent time strolling on several beaches. Yara deliberately spent the day to spoil Yila's eyes looking at the beach in Bali. Because two days before returning to his hometown, Yara just want to enjoy the beauty of the honeymoon.

The third night on the island of Bali, is a stressful night for Yila. All as Yara has coded, that tonight Yara wants to enjoy a real world paradise for newlyweds.

After dinner, Yara and Yila immediately entered the hotel room. Yila deg-degan's heart returns as Yara begins to deliver the thin, transparent, gray fabric that Yila is obliged to wear tonight. Yila immediately went to the bathroom to change her clothes with the lingerie Yara gave her.

An awkward feeling instantly ambushed Yila as she put on the lingerie on her body. However, after she managed to put on the lingerie, suddenly from her vital area it was like something was coming out and it felt warm. Yila was curious, when she saw it turned out to be quite astonishing.

Yila came out of the bathroom worriedly. He slowly approached the bed. There Yara was lying there waiting for him impatiently.

"Come on, how long?" Yara wanted to grab Yila's hand, but Yila refused. Yila looked at Yara regretfully.

"Yila apologize Mas, it looks like tonight we can not carry out the sunnah," said Yila hesitated with her face lowered.

"What?" he shakes her up and gets out of bed. Yara looked at Yila, disappointed.

"Didn't you two days ago not come to the moon?" yara asked in disbelief.

"Yes, Mas. He just came when he finished wearing this shirt," he said weakly. Yara looked disappointed and hit the bed and went to the hotel balcony.