Painful Love (Painful Love)

Painful Love (Painful Love)
Honeymoon (Maldives Islands)



After taking approximately seven hours and fifteen minutes, the couple finally arrived at their destination. Maldive Islands are so familiar among tourists, especially for married couples who plan to honeymoon. This country has amazing natural beauty, especially the vast expanse of sea with a super beautiful coral. White sandy beaches and clear light blue water feels as if there is glass installed at the base.


Irawan and Hasna accidentally ordered a honeymoon package, a resort as well as a special first class plane ticket is given as a wedding gift while Fahmi and Sekar present a luxury apartment unit in the city center that can be used as a residence for newlyweds. For two pairs of married couples, the gift is not worth the good news that may be announced soon by their daughter's son especially if not news of Tsamara's pregnancy. The presence of a tiny baby in the middle of the Gibran and Danendra family is highly anticipated by everyone.


Always wrap your hands in the arms of Bimantara, starting from the plane, in the car to get down and enter the resort area. Tsamara's eyes are made to widen perfectly when watching the beautiful scenery in front of it. A scene that cannot be expressed in words because it is too beautiful to describe. He was so amazed that he could not speak.


"It turns out it's beautiful. It is worth saying that Maldives Island is a paradise for tourists, especially married couples who want to honeymoon, apparently the news is not a figment. If you know this, I would ask for a week off because five days is not enough to explore the natural beauty of this island" Tsamara murmured without batting an eye.


When Tsamara was admiring the beauty of the beach from the doorstep of the resort room facing the open sea, Bimantara preferred to arrange clothes into a closet. He had no interest in chiming in the words of his wife.


The sound of the cupboard being opened made Tsamara turn to the side. He thought Bimantara was still faithfully standing next to him staring straight ahead. However, apparently the man was preparing to tidy up his clothes into the closet.


Stepping closer to her husband, she said, "Why didn't my sister tell me she wanted to get dressed? If only I had known, I would have helped." Put your knees on the floor, both hands are busy separating between shirts with pants to make it easier to find when you want to wear.


Bimantara snorted annoyed. "How can I say that you yourself are too busy looking at the vast expanse of sea ahead. The eyelids don't even blink a bit."


"Yes, but no, you can nudge my arm even though I'm busy staring at the beauty in front of you. My limbs can still respond to any movement when touched, Brother." Tsamara continued to speak without noticing the water of frustration clearly painted on Bimantara's face.


Dada Bimantara kembis. The face flushed red while tightly gripping a few strands of clothes in hand.


In order to avoid the commotion that led to an acaman, Bimantara was forced to accept a honeymoon offer to the Maldives Island alone with Tsamara. In fact, he did not want to go anywhere after the wedding reception was held. Living in a private home is more comfortable than having to travel for a long time.


The body feels tired after traveling far, plus various problems in the office and his mind continues to be fixed on the figure of a former lover makes Bimantara emotional. She wanted to silence Tsamara's lips to stop babbling, but she didn't have that courage. If left unchecked, it is certain that he will get out of control.


"****!" as if Bimantara just threw the clothes in hand into the closet. Then, he went into the bathroom. Slamming the door so loud that a thumping sound made the resort room made of wood vibrate. Even a painting stuck to the wall swayed as if it was about to fall onto the floor.


Tsamara's body was cut short by surprise. He stroked his chest gently. "Jeez, why is Bima's attitude today so strange. Actually what makes him change when on the trip is fine. Is it possible that Bima is in a lot of trouble so can not control emotions?" muttered the girl.


Walking quickly, Tsamara approached the wooden oak door leaf. He knocked on the door and said, "Sister, why are you? Did my words just offend you?"


"I'm doing fine. Never mind, you better go to sleep first! I still want to be here!" bimantara shouted.


"But, Brother-"


"Please, Tsa, go back to the room! Don't argue anymore!" Bimantara's voice was heard holding anger that fluttered in the heart.


Hearing her husband's slightly different tone of voice, Tsamara gasped. Still wondering what causes Bimantara to this emotion.


Take a deep breath, get rid of all the burdens that linger in the chest. "I'll go back to the room. If you need anything, just tell me." After saying the words, Tsamara began to move away from the bathroom door.


"That's better than you continuing to be near me, Tsa," said Bimantara while gripping the end of the sink in the bathroom.


Looking at the reflection of yourself from the mirror in the sink. "God, why do I have to get caught up in this marriage? How long do I have to be patient with this ordeal?" murmured softly, asking inwardly.


"If only the woman I married was Emma, I would be so happy to be able to spend time together without worrying about anything disturbing. However, dear, that woman is not Emma but rather Tsamara-the daughter of Papa's best friend." Breathe deeply while closing your eyes. "Darling, where are you really? I miss you so much. I hope someday we can meet again. God, please, meet me again with him."


Meanwhile, somewhere different, a beautiful brownish blonde girl was sitting pensively staring at the beauty of the beach off a resort room. A glass of wine is on the right hand side.


"It's been seven years since that incident. However, why did the shadow of the man's face continue to dance beautifully in the eye pelukan? I tried, but in vain. The shadow's getting clearer and clearer to the point that it makes me miss it." Sighs rough breaths, then puts the glass on the table. "Is this a sign that I am destined to live under the shadow of the past?"


The beautiful girl got up from the chair, stepped towards the room. Today he was quite tired of spending hours on a plane just visiting a beautiful place in the Asian region for a vacation, relax for a moment the mind of a myriad of work routines that often make him depressed. Therefore, during a vacation, he wants to enjoy the rare moment without having to think about work, love affairs and others.


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