Pink Love

Sweet Honey

Dina's wait all this time finally bears sweet fruit, the Prince she craved has now stripped Dina's adolescence with edits. As the screen unfolds, the dipper also surfs through the ocean of life. On the bridal night. Harkat who had been guarded by Dinah, he presented to mas Bagus husband pride. Along with prayer, mas Bagus also sip sweet honey romance with all the energy and passion that has soared high in the sky.

The newlyweds are still equally lay about taboo, like a grandmother who wants to insert a piece of sewing thread in the needle hole. As if it was right on target but repeatedly missed the target. Dina pointed the direction of the eyeglass tub as a tool, facilitating the entry of threads in the narrow hole of embroidery needles. The impression was so profound, as if this world belonged to just the two of them. Like the charm of a hatchling ball during a stylish free kick, the ball breaks through the goal of love and nestles in the tribe. Marriage became a thing of a relationship between a man and a woman, that night mas Bagus really has brought Dina wanders to the beautiful paradise that he first witnessed. The sun smiles again greet all nature, their wet hair becomes a marker of happiness created will kick overnight.

Good motorbikes drive slowly over asphalt roads as they head to traditional markets. Dina sat gracefully behind the back of Bagus like the empress of a prince. Their faces still looked fresh, like the morning breeze that spread dew on every flower. Each eye that turns rolling flattering will be the fragrant aura of a pair of newlyweds who are still attached to the body.

From a distance a pair of eyes Yuli each look at a pair of newlyweds that he already knows. Yuli's heart pounded hard to see Bagus in a friendly relationship with his wife Dina. Good who last night became a shadow in his sleep, now passing full of freshness in the distance. Yuli is increasingly jealous of their intimacy, bias beauty overnight as if still attached like a solid fruit jackfruit spreading fragrant aroma.

Cold morning wind that hit as if unable to cool the heart of Yuli suddenly hot. As a woman who had been a pujaan mas Bagus, now Yuli seemed marginalized with Dina by her side. The freshness of their faces refracted how beautifully they had passed the drum last night. Yuli is getting sicker, the man who was once a dream is now friendly with his partner woman. Unfortunately the woman was not herself who still harbored the seeds of love in the chest.

The nights now feel funny, Yuli is increasingly worried about the shadows of the Bagus mas who often dance in her imagination. The nights that Mas Bagus passed with Dina may not be as beautiful as the nights she had spent with Budi her husband.

For one week, Yuli lived with Budi, Rayu and Canda mas Budi did make amused and dilute the ketus attitude of Yuli. But all the joking mas Budi is not able to shake the attitude of Yuli in maintaining her dignity as a woman who still harbors a taste to her lover Bagus mas.

Mas Budi always seduced Yuli who had just one week back to her home, but Yuli always dodged with fear because she was not ready. The story of the pain of a mother when giving birth to a baby does make Yuli afraid. Although they are married and live together under one roof, Yuli cannot be touched by her husband.

"Dek Yuli let's take a walk to the beach?" take Mas Budi after receiving an honor from the factory where he works.

Unsuspecting, Yuli also complied with the invitation of her husband Budi mas. That morning Budi mas piggybacking Yuli darted towards the beautiful natural beach. One hour they motorized along the crowded highway, raining flowers as if welcoming Budi who brought Yuli to the beach of love. The waves on the beach and the crowds of visitors are appetizing. Budi and Yuli are now carried away in the joy that exists, all day they play together to enjoy the beauty of the beach. Not feeling the twilight time, Budi and Yuli then stepped up to return.

Only about 200 meters of their bikes drove off the beach, suddenly the motorbike that was riding broke down just like that. Mas Budi got off his bike and checked the spark plug, he cleaned for a while and then put it back on. But when he stepped on the crank of the motor many times, the engine still did not want to turn on as well. It was getting dark, so they decided to stay at a hotel near the beach.