Painful Love (Painful Love)

Subsix, Maldives

While Bimantara and Emma are enjoying a quiet vacation together, Tsamara decides to go to the souvenir center on Maldives Island. Armed with money and English proficiency, he was accompanied by a driver and tour guide to visit several places that sell souvenirs and special foods of the island. He had wanted to wait for Bimantara, but felt the husband was busy with personal affairs finally the beautiful doctor chose to go alone.

"Mrs sure this is all she wants to buy for her family in Indonesia?" the driver asked as he and Tsamara lined up at the checkout after nearly an hour or so of hunting for a variety of souvenirs that Clarissa wanted to share with family and friends at the hospital.

Tsamara checked back all the items in the basket, then nodded. "That's enough, sir. It's more than enough."

The driver smiled broadly, looking in awe at the natural beauty of the wife of Bimantara Danendra. "Yes, who knows less, ma'am. As long as it's in the Maldives then use the opportunity as well as possible."

Tsamara chuckled softly. There was no sense of awkwardness in the slightest when he talked to a foreign man he had only known for a few days. "If it's less, I'll come back here again, sir. Of course, I will also ask you to be a driver as well as a tour guide."

The tall man with the typical face of the locals scratched his head that did not feel itchy when he heard the words of Tsamara. In fact, in my heart there is absolutely no intention to ask the girl to use her services a second time.

After paying for all the goods at the cashier, Tsamara assisted the driver carrying four shopping bags containing souvenirs typical of the island. Only buy paintings, refrigerator accessories, necklaces and bracelets made in the Maldives and t-shirts. For souvenirs made of glassware, he did not buy because he was worried that the item broke while on the plane.

"Sir, before going home to the resort please take me to the restaurant Subsix. I want to feel the sensation of having lunch under the surface of the sea. It must have been a lot of fun" Tsamara said as she swung her legs towards the car park.

"Mrs take it easy, I'll drive you safely to your destination" the driver replied.

Using sea transportation, Tsamara finally arrived at the number two luxury restaurant which is quite famous in the Niyama Per Aquum Resort area. The restaurant is quite spacious and crowded with local and foreign tourists who deliberately come there to enjoy delicious dishes while looking at the underwater scenery from the room which is only limited by the acrylic glass of the room.

Tsamara chose a seat that was quite hidden from the reach of other visitors. The girl wanted to eat processed seafood made by famous chefs without having to feel uncomfortable because it was stared at with a strange look. How not, of the many restaurant visitors only he who came alone without being accompanied by anyone and it was quite their concern.

"Mrs, what would you like to order?" A male servant came over with a menu book in his left hand, while another hand held a pen.

"Just bring the most delicious seafood processed menu in this restaurant, then lemon tea ice and mineral water," said Tsamara while choosing the menu book proffered by the waiter.

The waiter hurriedly recorded Tsamara's order on paper. "Other than this, does anyone else want the Madam to order?"

Tsamara nodded quickly. "none. That's all, that's all" he replied briefly.

The waiter nodded, moving from there to where he was. He handed the sheet to the chef who worked in the kitchen.

Tsamara again looked in amazement at the fish swimming behind the acrylic walls of the restaurant. He felt like he was among a giant aquarium with millions of biota surrounding him.

Imagine how beautiful Bimantara this morning made the girl's chest feel tight and pain up to the heart. However, he was unable to do anything but succumb to avoiding disputes that harmed himself.

"That's it, rather than thinking about past events I should enjoy my alone time. When else can I go for a walk without being disturbed by anyone," said Tsamara braced herself so as not to cry when remembering the anger of her husband.

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"Darling, look! This restaurant is beautiful. I would love for us to eat here. How about after this we have lunch there?" emma said in a spoiled voice. Next to the woman's hand was coiled in Bimantara's arm while the other side held a mobile phone.

Bimantara who was watching the employee performance report from his mobile phone screen immediately glanced to the side when he heard the sweet voice of the lover. Without being ordered a second time, he looked his head up at the screen. "You want us to have lunch there now?" sign of the man.

"Really, Honey. If I look at the reviews of some visitors, the restaurant is quite famous on the island. Besides being able to enjoy delicious dishes, we are also served by the natural scenery from the surface of the sea. You don't mind if we have lunch there?" His eyes were as clear as a kitten asking for milk from his master. Wishing much for Bimantara to grant his wish.

Bimantara let go of the lover's smooth hand that was coiled around his arm, then touched Emma's shoulder while saying, "Whatever you want, I'll give it to you, honey. In fact, the rest of the world I will give you as long as you stay by my side forever."

Emma smiled shyly accompanied by a tinge of pink hue painted on both cheeks. From the past, the attitude of Bimantara never changed in the slightest, always romantic and still momorsatu himself. I don't know what good is done until God sends Bimantara in the midst of the strange life that is felt because it was born from a family that is not capable.

"Basic gumbal!" shimmies Emma. Shift your gaze in the other direction, to hide the pink hue on your face.

The sweetness of the smile accompanied by the shy attitude shown by Emma, makes Bimantara anxious to make. Had they not been in a public place, he would have confined her to bed, landing millions of kisses on her sweet lips like honey. However, he had to be patient waiting until all the business was settled after that then they combined love like last night.

"Yes, let's go! Do not let the worms in my stomach parade because it is so hungry," said Bimantara. The burly hand clasped Emma's fingers tightly. Then, they stepped towards a restaurant with a natural view under the sea.

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