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Raka's car drove away from the event venue. Occasionally his eyes glanced at Fujiko, his smiling face sighing many times.

"Thank you" that's all Raka said. At least he can avoid Pramana's desire, to announce his marriage to Nadila. The wedding is scheduled to take place in two weeks. Thinking of a way to find his father and Immanuel.

"That's all?" ask Fujiko.

Raka nodded."If I follow your wishes, maybe I will be disappointed in the middle of the road," he said taking a shopping bag containing sanitary napkins that he deliberately bought.

"It should be today, right?" tanyakanya.

Fujiko nodded."Maybe tonight, tomorrow at the latest. Sorry, maybe we haven't had any luck this month."

"Or maybe we're lucky. These are the days of its determination ." Said Raka still driving her car.

"Ep... Raka, I don't want to be too hopeful after last month's failure. What if I'm barren?" Fujiko sighed many times, reaching for a bottle of fruit drink with a native Florida citrus bulb, specially made and packaged.

"There are people who haven't even had children for decades but they are still together. Besides, if one of us is barren, it's better to adopt a child." The answer from Raka made Fujiko turn to her.

"Ka... If I'm barren you don't want to marry again? Having two wives is like a rich man, another conglomerate?" Fujiko asked again, hesitating.

"You want to sleep with another guy? Should he adapt to his sleeping habits, or should he keep ethics in front of him?" raka asked, answered with a headband by Fujiko.

"So do I, when my p*ntat itches, have to keep ethics so as not to scratch. Eating at the dinner table is ethical, too prestige to use a button-down shirt or smell your own toenails when cutting them. I can't live like that. After all, the child is a gift from God, if not born from your womb, maybe because God privileged us. There is another child who lost both parents and God wants us to take care of him, to be a helper for him to take his place." The words from Raka made Fujiko stare fixedly at her husband's face.

"Really?" tanyanya softly, now she began to fear. She did it but was not pregnant. Unlike in novels or movies, where once printed, one night stands with unknown people, instantly triple golls.

"Yes! I promise to be loyal to Fujiko. It's been two months, too. Let's just enjoy our current status." Raka chuckles.

"But the monthly period-" Fujiko's words on the sidelines.

"Have there been any signs?" Raka knitted her forehead.

"Still clean." Answer from Fujiko.

"That means it can still." Raka smiled wryly, quickly pulling over her vehicle. Drive towards the front of the beach which is near the highway.

"But! Not here either!" angered Fujiko, knowing her husband's strange habits..

"Can you refuse?" tanya Raka took off her seatbelt. The young man who pulled his wife out of the car.

The woman's mind was everywhere, if not in the sand of the beach, maybe bushes, but her hands were guided, there was a fishing boat parked there. What's on a fishing boat?

But no, her husband was still stepping up, an empty area with a more beautiful beach. There was a security guard there, visible from his clothes that read security.

Hup!

Raka throws his car keys immediately captured by the security."About 300 meters from here is a black car parked. Take it to the villa by the front line."

"Okay, sir," said the man dressed in security, walking towards Raka and Fujiko coming.

Not understanding the current situation, that was what Fujiko felt. The woman simply followed her husband. Up behind a large mangrove tree looks a villa by the beach. He just realized where they are now is the back area of a private villa.

"Whose property is this?" ask Fujiko not to come in.

"Imanuel bought Nadila a villa on the edge of town. So I thought that when you became my girlfriend, I had to prepare something. This villa I bought the day you officially became my lover." Answer from Raka.

The building surrounds the villa area, while there is a swimming pool and gazebo in the central area. A two-story villa, looks deserted from activity altogether.

The sound of waves crashing sounded, a place that was completely silent.

But is it true? A few candles were seen there, he started to step back, following Raka. Every street they walked on had candles lined up. The PLN lamp is on. Is Raka not afraid of being wasteful by spending a lot of candles? I don't know what's on my mind.

Until their steps stopped in the pool area. Rose petals decorate the surface of the pool water. The large enough gazebo is also covered with thin curtains with a king-size bed inside.

"This what?" fujiko asked, staring at so much waste.

But Raka suddenly carried him, throwing him into the pool. A woman who breathes deeply in her wet dress.

"Raka!" his yell. But the young man also entered the pool in full clothes.

"This? Honeymoon..." The answer from her kissed Fujiko's lips suddenly. But who would have thought, the woman put her hand on Raka's neck. Licking the young man's tongue outside his mouth. Until it goes back into exchanging fluids. It was cold, but the warmth slowly spread.

His back was slowly touched by the young man. I don't know why he's like submissive not struggling. The zipper of her dress was lowered, the slow touch of Raka's fingers that followed her back line made Fujiko speechless.

The more crazy this day became for him. Instead of getting bored, he even wanted Raka more.

Wet trousers, shirts, suits, ties and boxer material are on the edge of the pool.

"Aghhh!" lenguh Fujiko restrained when Raka toying with the source of nutrition prospective children later. Can only fumble, slowly grabbing her husband's head. What happens next? Pool water moves irregularly, small waves are visible, from the poolside area.

Only about two hours later, the pool area was empty. Just from the candlelight that made up for the transparent white curtain, the shadows of the two people were visible. A young man was sitting on the bed, with a long-haired woman moving on his lap.

The two of them were getting louder and louder. Until, a pair of stiffened bodies that look limp from behind the curtain. Hugging each other, kissing with affection, a sign of ending their game.

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Drrrt!

Drrrt!

Shaking phonecell sounds rang out, lazily Raka opened her eyes. His eyes were staring at his wife who was wrapped in the same blanket as him. Woman with perfect body shape, beautiful face, charming fart."Beautiful, why did I just realize my neighbor matre was so pretty?" he muttered, smiling to himself remembering the friend he married.

Slowly Raka raised the call from her grandfather, still in a lying position.

"Raka! Why did you leave Nadila alone at the event!?" snapped Pramana from across there.

Raka let out a rough sigh, glancing towards his sleeping wife.

"Overnight Fujiko fell into the pool. She just wants to be like Nadila, but Nadila thinks Fujiko is insulting her. Honestly last night Fujiko was really messed up, for whatever reason until accidentally fell into the pool. Maybe--" Raka stopped her words with a quivering voice. Intentionally, for the grandfather to conclude for himself.

"He tried to kill himself?" ask Pramana.

Raka did not reply, making something more ambiguous again."I was scared, so afraid he was reckless. I had to sleep in his bed. Now Fujiko has calmed down after taking the sedative."

"Stranquilizing drug? I'm the sedative," Raka recalled what happened last night. The young man who smiled to himself with the motto, this new name honeymoon.

"Grandfather will tell Nadila to apologize. He's gone too far. Better this week, you don't have to go home. Focus on taking care of Fujiko. Grandpa's worried about him." Pramana said to Raka.

"Honeymoon continues!" Words that are not spoken.