
The event finished smoothly, Flora and Shane are now asleep with a complete shower and also mandatory prayers.
No more negative thoughts that make the handsome young man feel jealous or envious, his second marriage has spread to all cities and even abroad.
The next day the two are preparing for the holidays after a fairly luxurious wedding, they call Honeymoon, in a private plane Flora clasped Shane's hand tightly.
"What's wrong with you, honey? Scared?" shane asked his wife.
The beautiful woman nodded her head in a sign that she was really scared.
"It's okay, honey, it's just for a little while, stay calm and always pray that we are safe until the goal" Shane said in a soft tone to his wife.
"Yes, Mas I've been reading prayers and prayers, because this is the first time I've been on a plane" Flora told her husband.
"It's okay, if you're still afraid of trying to sleep, here."
Shane patted her shoulder, she wanted her eternal lover to feel at her side at that moment.
As the plane took off Flora clasped her husband's hand tightly, while Shane deftly cupped his wife's head to lean on her shoulder.
"Never be afraid, there's me who's always protecting you."
"Thank you, Mum."
Now that they were above the clouds, Flora looked out from the window of the beautiful scenery that lay there.
"It's like a cotton field, Mas, but it's a blob of water" Flora said in amazement.
"The creation of the Supreme Being is always beautiful and also good, dear, are you not the one who taught me to remain grateful for all His gifts" said Shane, who saw his wife's face growing more beautiful.
"Yes, you're right."
"Are you still afraid, honey?" ask the young man to his wife.
The beautiful hijab-wearing woman shook her head slowly, "I enjoyed the beautiful sight of the creation of Almighty God, Mas, so I forgot to be equally afraid."
"The Creator is good yes, the proof is that I have a beautiful companion and a holy heart and behavior," Shane praised the beautiful woman beside him.
"All are just a deposit, Mas, grateful it is necessary but we should not be too bucolic as God's creation, we can love a partner but still the Supreme One is the main," terang Flora warned her husband.
"Yes, honey, I understand."
After getting tired of enjoying the view from the window, Flora finally fell asleep as well, fortunately the plane they were boarding belonged to Shane personally, so Flora could freely sleep without any interference.
While Shane is still monitoring the progress of work through the mini screen in his hand.
[Young master, the person who yesterday the accident kept mentioning the name Young Miss.]
Although annoyed that his wife is still adored by many people but he still held back his anger, everything is not the fault of his wife, but the worshipers of Flora who are too eager to get love from his wife.
"Just give him good treatment until he's cured, please, if you've recovered a red card for a job he's proud of and a little shock therapy for his heart to dislike someone else's wife and deliberately want to snatch her."
[Good, Sir.]
Shane continued his work, looking at the reports his assistants sent in an email, one by one read very carefully, then smiled after seeing the beautiful woman beside him unperturbed by the sound of the plane.
"You must be tired, dear."
The young man turned his eyes on the mini screen again, he fiddled with the message before he followed himself to sleep on the plane.
"Where have we reached?" shane asked the pilot.
"In a few hours we reach the pink island, sir," said the pilot who communicated with Shane.
"Well, if so."
Shane was still focused on his mini-screen, then his attention began to see something that burned his heart until it felt hot. At that time the handsome young man who was exploring social media opened a message, it seemed from his interlocutor at the end there was a friend who was quite close.
[Well, married do not invite this friend of yours, afraid to tikung ya,] accused a young man who has a handsome typical European bule
"Since when did he come home from London," Shane grumbled to himself in annoyance.
"It's none of your business either, 'what else should I invite a creature who likes to take his own friend's lover, '" replied Shane who was upset with the young man who sent him a message.
[But if you look at your wife fairly as well, she is beautiful, must be smitten with my charm that is very charming,] explained the interlocutor Shane who used to be the friend.
"You're too confident Nick, he's different from the woman you left behind after you took away his chastity."
[I can't believe I'm going to prove your own bullshit, I think you're scared if your wife chooses me.]
Shane shut down his social media, still upset with his friend, and the young man's attention shifted as his hearing captured the voice of the woman he loved so much.
"Mas, haven't you slept since?" asked Flora in a soft tone.
"I took a nap, honey, and then I remembered there was something I had to do, so I woke up" said Shane, who was actually honest but had something to keep secret.
"Mas, how long are we going to get to the destination?" asked the beautiful woman so gently to her husband.
"We're almost there, honey, five minutes to the pink island."
"I can't wait to get down and play there, Mas, it must be a beautiful sight, right?" ask the girl again who looks happy.
"Very rare and rare beautiful scenery was found in the city, houses that lined up neatly on the water with a heart shape, but the sand of the beach is pink, pink, in the middle of the housing there is a small park that is deliberately built with a transparent appearance, the place is terraced and the top there is a luxury restaurant that directly leads to the view of the blue sea and a stretch of pink sand," shane told his wife.
"Are you very happy, dear?"
Flora nodded then smiled, "Whatever it is the place that matters is always with you, vacation together with you, Mas."
The sweet word made Shane's mood come back again, he forgot about his irritation to his past friend.
Then before long, the plane started to descend, right on a big field like a green ocean.
Flora who was fascinated by the beauty of the pink island then said, "MasyaAllah, very beautiful, Mas, this is in Indonesia is not it?" ask Flora's amazement at her husband.
"Yes, honey, this in Indonesia, pink sand beaches do look so beautiful and spoil the eyes."
"Thank you for bringing me here, Mom."
"Yes, I hope you like this little holiday, enjoy our honeymoon this week."
Flora nodded and smiled beautifully.
"Mas let's play water," invited the hijab-wearing woman with a long, milky-brown robe while holding her husband's hand tightly.
The handsome young man followed where his wife took his steps, until when they reached the shore, Shane's netra started to heat up.