Pursuing the Love of Siti

91. Bali

"Mas" Tiara looked at her husband who was still engrossed in reading the magazine on the plane.

Until now he still does not believe that the plane will drop them in Bali. It was like a dream. Tiara pinched her arm, it hurt! That means he is really going to Bali. The Island of the Gods became the paradise of the world.

"What dear?" Ilham looked closely at his wife.

"Are we really going to Bali?"

Ilham smiled at his wife's question. All the time his wife kept asking non-stop.

"Emang why? you don't want to go to Bali? We can get off the plane not yet going. We'll change tickets to the city you want, how?"

Tiara shakes. Going to Bali was his dream long ago. During this time he could only fantasize seeing pictures of the beach in the dibali, the scenery of the rice fields that spread wide, he also had fantasies of staying in a hotel directly facing the beach. Now everything becomes a reality, let alone going with her halal lover.

"Darling, tighten the bell. The plane's on its way, huh." Bisik Ilham's.

Slowly as the plane began to run, Tiara was still focused on looking at the glass. This was his first time on a plane. Ilham fixed his wife's belt. The plane started to run fast.

Tiara was shocked when the plane went up. His hand hugged Ilham so scared.

"Why is this the way?" Tiara said as she hugged her husband.

Ilham laughed at his wife's behavior, then chose to let her hug him.

"Mas" Rengek Tiara, his face was pale from the moment the plane went up.

"What dear?" Ilham stroked his wife's hair. The flight attendants stared at the scene while giggling.

Ilham looked funny at his wife who was still frightened.

"Sit, baby. If you still feel scared hold my hand. The plane just flew. Now look at the glass."

Tiara raised her head and looked at the glass. His eyes did not just look at the sky from above the clouds, looking at the vast expanse of the sea. Inspiration smiled seeing his wife was not frightened anymore. This time he was grasping his wife's hand tightly, as if giving a sign that there was no need to worry anymore.

"Ti." Brainstorm

Tiara looked at her husband. A small kiss stuck to their lips. Instantly his face blushed. His hand held the pounding heart.

"Sorry, mom. I .. I .. have never been on a plane. I must be shy, yeah."

"Bangetpus. But if they find out you're the son of the owner of this plane, you'll be laughed at."

Tiara's lips pursed when she heard her husband's words. He was the first time he got on a plane. His eyes returned Focus to the glass staring at the white clouds that were forming a lot.

At the end of their row seats. A pair of men's eyes stared at their joyful happiness. I don't know why the pain is back. Many times he tried to turn his face away, but he couldn't. In the end he chose to cover his face, trying to pretend to be asleep.

Ti, as long as you know you've tried to forget you. But why do we always meet at the wrong moment. Why am I always close to you, no? Okay, you consider me a brother. But have you forgotten the happiness that has ever happened between us.

It hurts when you say you don't want to continue with our wedding plans. But why did you choose that guy. The man who dumped my sister, the man who once desecrated your best friend, the man who betrayed you by choosing to be engaged to another woman.

I should have been there, I'm entitled to you, not a man like him.

I'll chase your love back, ti. Waitme!I'll give back my parents' rights.

clique

Ngurah Rai Airport, Bali

16.15 Wib

Tiara and ilham arrived at Ngurah Rai Airport, Bali at exactly 4 pm. The two-hour journey was not felt for the newlyweds. Along the way, they laughed and told stories. Tiara clasped her husband's hand tightly towards the luggage room. Ilham asked Tiara to sit in a chair, while he waited in the trunk.

"You were here first, yeah. I want a baggage check." Inspiration led his wife to a seat.

"Mas, I'd like to buy some food there, would you?" Tiara looked at a restaurant not far from where she was sitting.

"No, no, no, let me buy it later." Ban Ilham.

Tiara sat back down holding her hungry stomach.

Her eyes looked madly at her husband, like a child to her father.

Chequechecks

The sound of food wrapping. Tiara turned towards the origin of the voice. The figure of the man he knew was enjoying a snack of seaweed.

"You?" Bargainly.

Tiara nodded while stroking her stomach. The man gave her unopened food.

"You love this food. Remember that, ti? You used to snack on me because I was eating your food."

Tiara smiled wryly, her memory spinning while she was still Jo's fiancee, as she left the food to go to the toilet, the man casually said the food was gone.

"While that feeling is one more" he said annoyed at that time.

Tiara laughed as she recalled the incident. For a moment he regained consciousness, not wanting to get too close to Jonathan. Because now she already has a husband, must maintain the feelings of her husband.

"So Jo's vacation to bali?" Jonathan nodded.

"alone?" Again the man nodded.

"To ubud, ti. Where you going? Honeymoon huh?" Tiara nodded.

"Stay, brother. I'll call Ilham first." Tiara ran to find her husband.

"Whataaa! You want to take Jo with us."

Ilham was shocked to see his wife's request to take Jo to their villa.

"Ti, it's our honeymoon. It's a moment for both of us, not a rame-rame get-together. Moreover, he is your former fiance."

"But..." Tiara refused to continue her talk. There was guilt after upsetting her husband.

"Sorry, ma'am."

Tiara returned to her seat. Jo's no longer in place. One side she was afraid of her husband being angry, on the other hand she was also bad at Jonathan.

Well, it's not plain you.

"Sore, I'm Made who will escort lord Rama and mistress Tiara to the villa." a bali-wearing man stood in front of them. Made is the driver of the Ilham family during his time in Bali later.

The journey from Ngurah Rai airport to Ubud Bali is not up to an hour. All the way they were silent. Drowning in each other's minds.

Before long the car stopped a house whose architecture was unique. Tiara stared in amazement as she entered the room. On the back terrace there is a swimming pool that directly faces the beach. His eyes did not stop blinking because this was the location of his dreams.

While in the room Ilham lay his body on the bed springbed. Tiara looked at her husband who was still indifferent to her.

"I'm going to get some wind first. You just rest first." Ilham left Tiara alone in the room.

"Mas is still angry. Sorry about that, ma'am." Tiara hugged her husband's back. Inspiration kept Tiara's hands off and out of the room.

At 23:00 p.m

Tiara woke up to see her husband not next to her. A 29-year-old woman stood out from the room. While in the middle room Tiara saw a line of candles and a sprinkling of red roses.

His feet continued to follow the direction of the lined candle. Tiara remembers helping Alam and mother Yulia to surprise Gita who had just come out of the hospital. So he had already memorized the surprise route.

In front of a room, Tiara found a box and opened it. A red mini dress, making her forehead wrinkled. The dress was so mini, it made her afraid to wear it.

A written note :

Put on this shirt, I'll wait in the room.

Tiara returned to the room to change her clothes.

Is this a sign that my first night is starting. Yes, God my heart is beating fast. But I don't want to have to. It's my duty.

Her feet stepped back into the room wearing clothes given by her husband.

Kriiiiikkk

Tiara opened the room door. There was no one there, the room was made with red roses on the floor. Tiara continued walking around the room. Smelling the smell of roses.

A hand was round on his waist. Tiara turned her body directly attacked with a kiss. His eyes bulged as he was not given a pause to breathe. Tiara wrapped her hands around the neck of Inspiration, enjoying the touch of her husband's lips.

Inspiration's hand drew towards the lingerie Tiara wore. Trying to open the rope that was wrapped around his wife's waist, without taking off their pagutan. Inspiration slowly opened their gazes, a smile emanating on the faces of the two.

"Mas." A sigh came from Tiara's lips.

"What?" whispered inspiration into his wife's ears.

"You're not angry anymore, are you." Tiara tried to convince her that her husband was no longer angry with her.

Ilham.

"I can't be angry with you, ti. I'm sorry for my attitude. I know you mean well to help Brother Jo. But please this is our moment."

"Will you release it for me, baby. Will you hand it over for me." whispered Ilham.

"Mas, I'm your wife. Whatever I have. It's all yours. I'm willing to hand it to you." Inspiration to kiss Tiara's forehead. Signs their ritual is about to begin.

Ilham carried Tiara on the white bed. They faced each other with happy looks. His hands caressed the wife's hair while unbinding Tiara's hair.

"Whatever happens in our household, do not say the word parting. Because our struggle up until now wasn't easy, ti."

"Yes, mas. You also have to promise. Don't ever let me down like you did to me. Never look at another woman besides me. Don't you ever bring someone out of your mass in front of me. No ...."

Inspiration grabbed Tiara's lips. Breaking down the woman's body, then squeezing Tiara's small chest, the pagutan deepened. Pagutan moves to the neck up to the chest of the tiara. Like a baby who drinks his mother. A long sigh from the woman.

Their clothes were scattered on the floor, two human legs rubbing against each other on the bed. Their bodies are not covered without a thread. It was time for Ilham to release, Ilham tried to boost the sensitive part of the Tiara.

"Ti, it's so narrow."

"Sickness!" Screeched Tiara.

Again the inspiration tried to enter. But it turns out that hiss can't get that liquid out. Tiara's agonizing cry made her stop her activities.

I'm sorry, ti!