Jum Wo Ai Ni

Beachside

Sunlight began to break through the gap of the half-open room curtain, even the state of this room was also like a broken ship. The culprit is none other than a pair of lovebirds who are lying on a mattress.

It was not known at what time their eyes were closed after a fight, still with the same problem. Both are fighting over a king-size bed that fits three people, even though the villa they occupy has two rooms.

Dylan's phone screamed, forcing the owner to open his eyes. He felt something heavy tearing down his stomach.

"Ehm ....." Dylan wriggled, he lifted something that was piercing his stomach, which turned out to be Juminten's feet. Dylan slept on his back, with one leg of Juminten propping up his stomach. Yes, his wife was sleeping transversely, somehow they fell asleep last night.

But one that Dylan remembers, both of them had a great time last night. He and Juminten laughed, chasing like children.

"Gan! ... She Chu![ F*ck ... You're a pig!] if you sleep about cake, girls sleep like this." Dylan slowly shifted his body, after lowering Juminten's thigh which he had somehow since when to overlap him.

The beautiful woman was not bothered at all with Dylan's bait, she was still busy playing beautifully with lee min ho, it seemed. Dylan looked for a cellphone that had not stopped screaming, the flat object was lying on the floor. It was fortunate that it was not stepped on by the big legs of the squinty man.

Dylan smiled, looking at the name plastered on the screen. Soon Dylan shifted the green logo to pick up the phone.

"Hello."

"....."

"Right, I'll be there now."

Dylan hung up his phone, with a face that sparkled happily. The man cleaned himself up. When he finished, he hurried to prepare to leave. Before Dylan walked out the door, he turned to Juminten who was still sleeping in a curled up position now, should he tell her he was about to leave.

Just one foot Dylan was about to step closer to Juminten, his phone was already back screaming with the same name as before. Dylan picked up the phone, stepped away with one hand closing the door of their room.

"Good morning sir" said a man in a black uniform, he was the special servant in the villa.

"Morning, prepare breakfast when the woman wakes up" said Dylan, who was answered with a nod by the waiter.

The black car provided by the villa, sliding to take the driver away from the large building.

Juminten wriggled, he got up from his seat lazily. His eyes blinked adjusting the incoming light. His wry eyes scoured the messy, silent contents of the room.

"Where is he?" juminten Gumam.

Juminten's hand scratched his messy hair, lazily he stepped into the bathroom because of the call of nature as well as bathing.

After 15 minutes, Juminten came out with a towel wrapped around his tiny body. He began to open the suitcase containing changing clothes, a red sleeveless dress became Juminten's choice. He went back to the bathroom to change, nothing. Afraid to change in the room, Dylan suddenly walked in.

"Good morning Madam" said the servant, who was waiting for Juminten.

"Good morning sir, are you the servant here? juminten asked with a friendly smile.

"Yes, ma'am, come. I've prepared breakfast for you."

Juminten gave a small nod, he followed the man in uniform into the dining room. Politely, the servant serves the Guest.

Juminten continued to wander in search of her husband, who had suddenly disappeared. Realizing that, the waiter smiled.

"Master came out this morning Madam."

"out?" juminten asked with his eyebrows linked. The man nodded.

"O, Wong Semprul, dolen dewe bojone in residence. Ancene bojo asem," [O, the Semprulite, went to play with his wife. Basic asem husband," ] Juminten grumbled in heart.

Bored, clockwork clanking shows ten o'clock in the morning. Juminten sat down in front of the television that was showing that did not interest the girl at all, he took a deep breath and then took it out slowly.

Time yes far to Bali, just sit watching tv in the villa. Juminten glanced at the old cell phone lying on the table, not a single message coming in. Juminten wished Dylan had told him.

"Sir, uh was my father's name e sapa ya. Lali me," [forget me,"] Juminten got up from his seat, about to find the servant who had been serving him.

"You call me Madam?!"

"Astaghfirullah, make me surprised sir." Juminten held onto his chest, his heart felt like it was going to be dislodged so surprised.

"Hehehe, I happened to be there. You didn't intentionally call me sir, so I'm here" the man explained.

"Yes, I was going to call sampeyan*, but forgot not yet acquaintance, hehehehe." Now Juminten grinned his teeth.

"I am Abib, Madam," he replied with a friendly smile.

"O Mr Abib, sir can you please anterin me to go for a walk? Bosen here continues."

"Where can Madam go, madam?"

"I don't know sir, my wong has never been to Bali. What's good around here? just take a walk sir."

The man looked down, thinking for a moment. "How about to go to the beach, ma'am?"

"May sir, may," replied Juminten with vigor.

"Please Madam get ready, I'll get the car ready." The man stepped out.

The white car came out of Korea, carrying Juminten pointed at one of the beaches. It did not take long for them to reach the beach, Mr. Abib parked.

"Do I need to accompany the Madam," the man bargained.

"Thank you sir, but I want to be alone," rejected Juminten subtly.

"Well, I'll wait for Madam here." Juminten nodded, he got out of the car.

His tiny lips smiled widely, Juminten's eyes sparkled to see the blue sea that greeted him. The beach is not so crowded, a great place for healing.

Juminten took off the flip-flops he was wearing, his plain feet touching the white sand circles. Juminten prancing with excitement, the woman ran to the beach really impatient to feel the fresh salt water.

Like a child, the long-haired woman was chasing the waves. Even the bottom of the dress he was wearing was wet. Without Juminten noticing, the pair of eyes behind the sunglasses continued to notice him. A smile riveted, the owner of the eagle eyes decided to approach Juminten.

Brugh.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." Juminten lowered his head, taking two steps back after he accidentally bumped into someone.

"It's okay, I was intentional anyway."

Juminten frowned, he raised his face looking at the person he had just hit. Juminten's eyes were perfectly rounded not when the man removed the black glasses he was wearing.

"You!"