Not a Contract Marriage

Photos on the beach

Like Gara saying they want to photograph by the beach. This afternoon the two of them were preparing.

Dira is even being made up by perias who is called Gara to come to the villa with a photographer. Just simple their photo session, no need to involve many people.

"Mas!" Call Dira to her husband who seems to be talking to the photographer.

Hearing the call from his wife made Gara look at the source of the voice. Alahkan surprised him when he saw how his wife looks at this time.

Natural makeup that Dira uses looks very suitable combined with the blue dress she uses. Not to mention the visual Dira that is supportive and very fitting with his style.

"Very pretty."

It was not Gara who gave Dira praise. Except the photographer who was behind Gara.

Hearing the voices of others praising his wife certainly made Gara dislike. Dira's husband immediately glanced cynically at the photographer.

Ahem.

Dehem Gara to resuscitate the photographer who looks still fascinated by Dira. Just contact the photographer was immediately wrong.

"Sorry, Sir." The photographer felt bad to see Gara who seemed to dislike him.

"You came here to work, not to look at my wife. Understood!" Titah Gara cynical.

"Understand, Sir. Forgive my disrespect." Holding the photographer.

After that they went to the beach near the villa to start taking pictures. Even though you have chosen a time on a busy day like Monday. In fact, it does not make the beach of Bali empty of visitors.

There are still many visitors along the beach. Even more dominant visitors bule.

"Hey, look. The woman was very beautiful." praised a bule who was sitting in a lounge chair.

(In the praise section direct author bulenya to use Indonesian. So it's easier and not cape translate anymore).

"Yes, she's so pretty."

"Is he an artist? Taua models?"

"Maybe both."

Hearing the words of the men who use English to admire the wife makes Gara feel hot.

Possessively he hugged Dira's slender waist. Walk steadily and triumphantly, that he is the true owner of the woman they admire.

"Don't take a hug either time, Mom. Shame to know at the sight of people," whispered Dira who felt uncomfortable with the attention of people on them both.

"Both my own husband need not be ashamed, my wife."

Because I speak English too. He deliberately did so that the men who stared amazed his wife heard.

"Ck, your English pretender, Mum."

"Do you know what that means?" Tanya Gara saw Dira.

"Know, I'm studying business. So you have to speak English."

"So you're still in college." Gara Kaget.

"Udah's done, two more weeks of graduation."

Because I nodded in understanding.

The two began taking pictures at the beach. The blue sky further adds to the beauty of the scenery there.

The couple pose like a professional model. Even Gara did not expect if his wife could style well like a regular sudaj.

"You were a model photo?" Ask Gara curious about the sluggishness of the wife in the photo.

"Son, I'm just a chef at the stall."

"Relatedly? But how do you feel like you're used to posing for photos."

"That's just your feeling, Mom. I've never really taken a photo for anything formal."

"Kok Mas doubt the same as you say. Not sure if you're just a photo for formal."

Dira shrugged his shoulders a sign he did not understand either. Dira just followed the directions of the photographer. And don't feel tense at all.

"Drink first yuk, Mas. Thirsty."

"Yes, change the white dress. We'll take another photo while we wait for the sun to set."

Dira nodded in agreement. The two return to the villa for a break.

While Gara wears white pants and a white shirt with a beach view.

"Why?" Tanya Gara kala realized Dira's hand was slightly pulling her skirt down.

"It's short, Mas. Because the beach breeze flew up her skirt." Polos Dira stared at Gara.

"You're wearing shorts again, aren't you on the floor?"

"Yes, but it's not comfortable, Mas."

"Father, you'll get used to it."

Because of the calming smile that was returned by Dira as well.

The second photo session went well and perfectly. Even the beauty of the sunset had become the background photo of the young couple.

Because they see the results of their photos that are very satisfying for him. Not in vain he endured jealousy during the photo when there are others who follow his wife.

Of jealousy? Yes, because he was jealous when his eyes saw there were some men who were found taking pictures of his wife with their cellphones.

Of course, at that time Gara immediately grabbed Dira tightly and tried to block the camera of the men bule from his wife.

"How long are we here, Mom?" Tanya Dira on the sidelines of their dinner at the restaurant near the beach.

As Dira requested last night who wanted to eat seafood on the beach.

"We're 2 to 3 days away. Wh why? Where are you going?"

"Not anywhere. Just want to go home, because there's something I have to finish on campus before graduation."

"What?"

"Much."

"For example?"

"Books."

"What book?"

"It must be an important affair."

"Yes, but that important business must have a title. How is that important? and why?" Curious Because.

"Later to know."

The more curious is Gara with a sentence that holds many secrets.

Do you have a boyfriend? What do you like on campus? Or will this wife meet in secret with another man?

The questions revolved around Gara's head. He would not let anyone take his wife. He was not sure if there was love between them.

For sure Gara will not let Dira off just like that.

"Ok, we're home tomorrow. But on one condition."

Dira looked at her husband with one eyebrow raised.

"Just want to go home with the conditions?" Ask the woman in wonder.

"Yes," said Gara lightly.

"What?"

"Mas, you have to come to your campus. Consider it Mas again not campus wife."

Dira gawked on the terms given by her husband. What else did he say? The pawn? Gosh darn.

"Say me if Mas really wants to come. Don't use the terms."

"That's you know."

Dira took a deep breath and grabbed his drinking glass.

"How do I not want to?"

"Trust me, your husband has many ways to be able to attend your campus even if you don't invite."

Dira silence does not answer what else to refute the words of her husband. If she continues to serve, maybe this husband will be more desperate.