Married Because of Ijbar

Chapters 18. The presidential suite

No more than an hour they arrived at the hotel courtyard located on the coast of Senggigi in the western part of Lombok. Arriving there can already smell the aroma of the beach even decorated with twilight that began to turn yellow along the trip this afternoon.

All hotel staff from all divisions halted activities for a while, welcoming Khayru and Maula. Warm greetings with their smiles that tend to be very friendly make Khayru not hesitate to reply no less friendly. This makes all women almost unable to blink staring at their 'Dreaming Boss' which most can only know through photos. For the past ten years, Khayru rarely came to the hotel except for the most important business.

“Welcome back to our hotel, Sir. Please rest first, while we will prepare a special dish for tonight.” The hotel manager brought Khayru and and Maula into a room. They call it the Presidential suite or Presidential panthouse whose facilities are on par with luxury apartments in the capital. Inside there is a twin premier facility in the form of two beds facing towards the west coast where the sun will soon sink there.

“Call us if you need anything. We will be here soon,” said the manager before he returned to work.

“Thank you very much for the warm welcome. After enough rest. I will return to greet all employees here.”

“Good, Sir. Thank you.”

Khayru closed the room door after inviting Maula in first.

“Bang, when we sleep in the room?” maula asked as she laid her body on the bed. “His bed is with gini again?”

“The room is too big for me to occupy myself. After all, you're not sure you want to live alone in a separate room.” Khayru also laid herself beside Maula.

“The basket is deliberately joined by gini, the name is also twin premier.” He reawakened his body while pointing towards the balcony with the window open.

“See there! You definitely don't want to miss this moment.”

A beautiful afternoon with a blue sky that has been mixed with golden orange. Maula was fascinated to see the Sun that would soon submerge herself into the ocean. He ran to the balcony and climbed the minimalist fence, stretching out his hands. Enjoy the breeze of the beach and pamper a pair of eyes with the view that is plastered in front of him.

Without realizing it, Khayru was behind him. Also stretching out both hands like the scene played by Kate Winslet and Leonardo DiCaprio in the legendary movie Titanic. Maula only chuckled at the thought of their current scene. Not at all reject the existence and touch of Khayru's hand.

“It's like Jack and Rose yet, we?” he asked, closing his eyes and still chuckling.

“Jack and Rose from Betawi?” his lips. “Enough!”Khayru pulled Maula's waist and took her body into the room by force.

“Photos yet, Bang.”

“Besok. We have a dinner party first later under.” he said while closing the window.

“I'm waiting in ajalah's room. The part they want to see is Brother not me.” Maula returned to retreat.

Khayru pulled the travel bag they brought and opened the entire contents.

“Saranku, Bang, we don't have too many female employees here.”

“Why?”

“Do not like to see it. Flirty smiles cake woman teaser.”

“Who said, woyy? They are trained to be friendly like that as a form of service to guests. Still within reasonable limits, Kok.”

“But do not have to stare until that time too. Ampe can not blink so it is not painful eyes?”

“Indeed, who do they see until they can't blink that cake?” khayru asked seriously while focusing towards Maula.

Spontaneous Maula woke up and sat herself down. “Ya Brother. Who else?”

“Hotel owner, young, handsome, good looking anyway added ....”

His words stopped when he realized Khayru was staring at him while curling her lips.

“Why stop?”

Maula immediately took a pillow to cover Khayru's face and overcame her with anxiety. “Awas, yes! Don't get big heads. Wrong talk earlier.”

Khayru only laughed contentedly letting Maula vent the resentment and shame mixed into one. He even attacked her while sitting on Khayru's stomach.

“Here, my nose goes into the pillowcase first so I don't fly. His head also all ... good art is praised.”

“Eh! You never ask for praise, Kok. You are too honest. Can't lie, can you?”

Khayru's words further made Maula want to hit him with a pillow. Finally, break the entire contents of the pillow scattered in the air. Khayru's hand which was holding Maula's hand turned circular at her waist in order to get up from a sleeping position.

They did not stop laughing until they finally realized their respective positions. Khayru hugged the waist of Maula who was sitting on her thighs, suddenly fell silent as she saw the white neck before her so close that she had even accidentally kissed her. Maula was still laughing as she wrapped her hands around Khayru's neck. He fell silent as he looked down, looking at Khayru's face which was also staring at him late.

They finally smiled with their breaths. Maula broke away from Khayru's embrace. Still, sitting facing.

“React ... You are already big now.”

“Jadi ... have permission to date, dong, yes?”he said while playing his eyebrows.

Spontaneous, Khayru's hands clawed at Maula's head with increasingly rounded eyes. He got up while throwing a towel at Maula's face.

“Capit clean yourself first. Abis salad magrib we dinner.”

Tonight became the best moment in the hotel because the arrival of Khayru became a thing that was highly anticipated by employees. On the sidelines of a chat with several staff, Khayru made several statements regarding the exact circumstances at this hotel.

“As you know that the owner of this hotel is Mr. Zulfikar Ariffin. Miss Maula is the new owner of the hotel because she is the only daughter of Mr. Zul.” He introduced Maula in front of the staff. For senior staff, they probably understand. However, it is different from the new staff.

“Do you want to ask who I am?” Khayru smiled as she looked at the employees one by one.

“I am nobody ... only an adopted child.” His eyes turned to the row of beautiful women who were staring in admiration even though he was not the heir of the hotel owner anymore as they thought so far. The admiration did not diminish.

This became the closing words tonight before Khayru and Maula returned to her room.

“Ngapain anyway Abang use talking heir ... hotel owner ... child adoption cake in front of them? Not important also for them.” grumbled Maula.

“So the hotel's employees realize that Brother is not as good looking as they think. Brother is no one,” he said as he broke down

Maula also threw herself beside Khayru facing her.

“Not really time, Bang. They were even more amazed by the honesty of Brother earlier.”

“Yes later you want to tell them one more important thing. You don't be surprised.”

“What is it, Bang?”

“Reclassic. You can't know first. Only those who want to tell you. ” he said while covering their bodies with a blanket.

“Abang want me to hit the pillow again, yes?”

“Try it if you dare. You must be responsible for cleaning up this messy room.”

“Dih, why does the hotel owner clean his own room? Not outside of many employees?”

“If employees know our room is a mess, they will think that we have done something.”

“Not that we did something, Bang.” Maula chuckles.

“Oh, yes. It seems like you really should do something with you. Come here ...” His grin made Maula immerse herself even more under the blanket.

“Denger, yes. Want to ask something to you.” Khayru supported the head with her hands facing Maula.

“Ask what? Say aja?” He slowly came out from under the blanket.

“Have you seen the movie Titanic?”

“Entertainment, dong.”

“Where? What's in Ariel's house?”

“Kok, know?”

“Wonton rame-rame what are you two?”

“Blue, Bang. Watch a romantic movie is not good if the rame-rame,” answers plain without paying attention to Khayru's face that has heated up.

“You watch until it's over?”

“Take.”

“Tell me what you did after watching that movie?!” snapped it. Suddenly his chest seemed to want to explode. Maula hid under the blanket without answering anything.

To be continue ....