Jasmine For The CEO

Bali,im coming

My body is tired, exhausted and not passionate because my energy is drained out the same as Raka.

The voice of Adzan from my phone also returned me from the dream world.

Eyes refused to open, though,

fatigue is still attached to my body due to Raka's actions last night.

Still with a big feeling of laziness I set foot into the bathroom, I open hard and then wudhu.

I also prayed, even though I was lazy I could not leave my duty as a Muslim.

After the prayer I went back to bed to continue the dream again.

My body was really tired until Raka woke up and left I don't know.

When my eyes opened, I did not see Raka mas beside me.

I hurried up and checked the bathroom but Raka was not in it.

I went to the kitchen and again I did not find Mas Raka.

I saw a bag of bread with a smiling emoticon.

Mas Raka made it using sweet condensed milk chocolate flavor.

"So sweet really mas, next to the plate there is a small memo that reads

"Morning my dear wife, don't forget to have breakfast"

"Iiihhh mas Raka why not wake me up anyway, this morning feels empty without me seeing my husband's face" I muttered.

I took my phone and called her but Raka didn't pick it up.

"Maybe busy" I thought and went back to the kitchen and ate my breakfast.

After breakfast, I cleaned up and watched my favorite drama.

Three hours passed I was tired of watching drakor even set foot onto the balcony I saw around my apartment.Wind that breezy makes me survive on the balcony.

Suddenly a hand surprised me.

"What are you doing here Mel???"the whisper that made me shocked even the shortest.

I turned my body around too

"You're just nervous, if my heart drops how??"my grunts with forward lips.

"If it dislodged ya stay on the tide back Mel" chuckles.

"Even Mel, don't pinch me, you'll look like me lo Mel" he said, trying to let go of my hand.

"Yes you planted the seeds of gold, if it looks like another strange dong" I said grimly.

"Hehehe"Raka laughed.

"Eh mas, tumben you're coming home, I haven't cooked yet" I said feeling guilty.

"I came home to pick up my Melati flowers" she said with a smile.

"We're going where we are"you wonder.

"Honey moon dong, we go to Bali" he replied by kissing my forehead.

I spontaneously hugged Raka mas,

"Thank you mas" I said with excitement.

Raka is dipping my hair.

After being satisfied to embrace I went to the room to prepare to be ready.

I bring what I need, for clothes, Raka mas forbid to bring a lot of clothes because we can buy clothes there.

After we were ready to go down to the parking lot, it turns out there is a Dawn that has been waiting.

"Lo there's Dawn" I was shocked.

"Yes Mel" answered the short Dawn.

There was no conversation between us, less than half an hour we had arrived at the airport.

"I drive here only mas, must go back to the office, I'll go home from Bali there are tadpoles in the stomach of Melati" said Mas Fajar with a chuckle.

"You think my baby is a tadpole, it's good to name it" grumbled Raka.

Even the dawn chuckles.

We both got out of the car and went to the airport.

Not long after the plane took off.

About two hours we were in an iron bird and at exactly three in the afternoon we set foot in Bali.

I'm so happy put yelled a little

"Balinese....Im coming!!".