Painful Love (Painful Love)

Submarine Whale, Maldives

"Tsa, why are you so long? It's almost 9 in the morning." Bimantara's voice boomed from inside the living room. The man was upset with Tsamara. She waited for an hour for Tsamara, who was dressing up in the bedroom.

Today, the couple plans to visit one of the tourist attractions named Whale Submarine on the island of Male. Whale Submarine is a submarine tour that must be visited while honeymooning with a couple. By using the submarine husband and wife who are on their honeymoon can enjoy the underwater charm around the island of Male.

Bimantara clucked in annoyance as he glanced at the circular watch on his wrist. The time is nine in the morning while the submarine that is about to take them to enjoy the underwater panorama will operate around ten in the morning.

"Come, Tsa! If you don't finish for five minutes, then I'll go alone! Whether you want to catch up or not, it's none of my business!" threaten Bimantara while holding back his anger and anger. He had been patient enough to wait two hours.

Five minutes passed but Tsamara did not reveal her nose. Bimantara's patience was over, then he got up from the sofa and stepped closer to the door. Not the resort room but the exit. However, suddenly footsteps stopped when they heard the sound of the door opening.

"I'm ready, brother," said Tsamara, opening the door.

The roar of the breath hunts with both hands clenched perfectly to reveal the smooth muscles in the back of the hand. Bimantara turned back his body, intending to vent his frustration to Tsamara. However, the man's voice choked when his net caught the figure of the girl in front there. The man's face changed. Highlight eyes exuded a look of admiration as well as surprise at Tsamara's appearance today.

Bimantara did not blink a single bit. Simple sleeveless dress white motif flowers used Tsamara so fit and beautiful in the body of the doctor. Beach hat light brown color and hairdo that is left unraveled make the girl look very beautiful despite make up flawless but her inner beauty radiates like a crystal stone exposed to the reflection of light, so blinding to the eyes.

"Sir Bima, is there something wrong with my appearance?" tanya Tsamara lirih while bowing his gaze. A pair of almond eyes began to observe his appearance, from top to toe no part was missed.

Tsamara's melodious voice restores Bimantara's consciousness. He cleared his throat to get rid of the foreign object that had made his voice choked.

"Why have you been so long? Already know at ten o'clock the submarine will operate but you are busy dressing up without looking at the clock," said Bimantara held back upset.

Tsamara's lips were piercing. Instead of getting praise from Bimantara, he even got the nagging of his beloved husband. "Yes, Sorry. I was confused to find clothes that are suitable for traveling. All the clothes that Mama brought were nice and I loved."

Bimantara's eyes widened to hear Tsamara's speech. "So, for an hour you were busy choosing clothes that you want to wear?" Tsamara nodded her head quickly. "Oh my goodness! If you like it, choose one, what is the problem! No need to spend hours just looking for something that fits."

"But, I'm doing this all for Brother's sake so as not to be shy when meeting people you might know. Like, a business associate, a client or maybe a college friend first. So, when I meet them, I can appear confident" replied Tsamara.

"Here you go, I don't want to argue anymore. We better go now!" Unwilling to argue, Bimantara pulled Tsamara's hand until the girl followed behind.

During the trip, Tsamara continued to look at the beauty around from the car window. In silence, he continued to praise how beautiful the island is located in south-southwest India, about 700 KM southwest of Sri Lanka. Surprised at the beauty of God's creation.

"We've arrived at the jetty, sir. Come, Ladies and gentlemen, follow me!" a man uses English. He was a driver and tour guide during a newlywed couple's honeymoon in the Maldives.

Jetty is a pier built jutting far enough out toward the sea, with the intention that the end of the dock is at a depth sufficient to docked the ship.

"Sister, the view here is really beautiful, huh? I want next time we go on vacation again here with our children" said Tsamara Lirih as she continued to wrap her hands in Bimantara's arms. Not a second did the girl remove her hand from the husband's body.

How can we have children, and I just don't love you, Tsa. In my heart there is only Emma. So, you should bury it in your dreams. Bimantara really wanted to say that sentence, but he was unable to express his heart.

"Be quiet and enjoy this view while you're still in the Maldives. Don't talk about anything unimportant!" bimantara answered with a cold face.

Tsamara was disappointed. However, his disappointment was soon treated when a boat came. *B*oat will take the couple to Whale House which is a place to buy tickets or check in participants before finally starting an unforgettable exciting journey.

A tall man practiced safety procedures while inside the submarine. Starting from the installation of oxygen cylinders and float clothes when an accident occurs. Tsamara and Bimantara looked seriously at the cabin crew.

When the ship began to dive, Tsamara's heart rhythm was irregular. The palms began to sweat as a small digital display revealed the depth of the submarine. The two hands reverberated nervously with each other. This is the first experience for the girl to dive into the vastness of the Indian Ocean.

The movement was caught by the tail of the Bimantara eye. For some reason, he could not bear to see Tsamara nervous like that. As if there was an uncontrollable urge, one hand of the man stretched out to cupping the fingers of the wife who was still on the lap.

"Calm down, Tsa. Everything is gonna be okay. I promise to protect you as long as we're in the ocean."

Tsamara's body stiffened slightly due to that physical contact. Still wrapped in nervousness, the girl held her head up and found the cold face of the husband. Even so, the good looks of Bimantara never fade even increased many times.

Tsamara leaned his head on the shoulder of Bimantara, then again looked at the various charms of underwater wealth, marine animal biodiversity and the beauty of coral reefs from inside the submarine.