Reoni the Stupid Carrier

Storytelling

After a few hours of travel, Dirga and Laura finally arrived at Pantai Indah Kapuk, they immediately kehotel put their luggage that is not how it is, understandably close not nyampe an hour from the Laura residence.

It turns out that their room is a special honeymoon sweetroom, which is dominated by white and gold, spacious room , with beautiful views of the metropolis and the long-distance beach that can be seen from the large glass windows of this room.

"God is beautiful, " said Laura, she stood in front of the glass window on the right side of the mattress, this is the first time Laura to Pantai Indah Kapuk.

It's amazing Laura is yes, since birth in Jakarta but the nearest beach tour she has never visited.

"You likey? " derga walked over to Laura.

"Like it, " Laura smiled broadly.

Dirga also returned Laura's smile, Dirga then hugged Laura from her left side.

"You like it, but baby it's not my idea, " said Dirga, feeling guilty because indirectly it's not him who makes his wife happy.

"Hey was not like that, " Laura looked into Dirga's eyes, and vice versa and she stroked the firm jaw of her husband overgrown with fine feathers. "It's not about who the idea is, who the gift is from, or what place makes me happy right now, but about who I am with, that makes me happy, " continued Laura accompanied by a sweet smile la Laura that makes Dirga increasingly fall in the charm of a Laura Anaya.

Dirga smiled and kissed Laura's head, "thank you for accepting me in your life, I am grateful God gave me an angel like you to take care of, I respect, I love my whole heart, and to make a mother for my children later, " said Dirga staring longingly at his wife, while Laura had her cheeks red.

"thank you again my husband, I am also very grateful that God brought me to you, in an unexpected way, "reply Laura, both of them laughed considering their first meeting in the tea garden, when in Bogor.

They still hugging each other enjoying the warmth of the two, their hearts safe? Oh do not be asked of course beats so fast when the outpouring of romance is burning in the hearts of both.

Dirga asked his wife many more things, especially about this tour, why Laura had never come to the beach here before when this tour was too far from her home, uh too close to her point, he said, this really makes Dirga kepo.

"Want to hear my story? " ask Laura looking at her husband Dirga, now they sit in a wooden chair that they deliberately moved to face the large glass window where they stood before, in order to still be able to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the metropolitan city.

Shaking her head, Laura smiled and leaned her head on her husband's broad shoulder.

"I'm not the first child of ayabh and my mother, but I'm the second child" Laura said, staring straight ahead.

Dirga was surprised to hear the words lembuka from the story of his wife, Keningya furrowed, he guessed whether Laura might be an adopted child, he thought.

"Eits, but I'm not a foster child either, " said Laura immediately dismissing what her husband thought.

"Do you know what I'm thinking ? " said Dirga.

"And one way, so what do you think, what do you feel I know, " Laura replied followed by her grin.

Dirga inexhaustible thought with his wife, usually who likes to have words like that, or a kind of chatter is not a man, this is even a woman and that's his wife, mauheran but it's real, it's not, Dirga rubbed his wife's head with anxiety.

Laura continues the story if it turns out she has a sibling other than Bara, whose sister is also a woman who is five years older than him.

It has been done a search but after found the toddler was already lifeless. Since then Ambar was reluctant again to go to sea, let alone bring his son up to Laura this big. Bu Ambar felt guilty for neglecting to look after his daughter, so neither Laura nor Bara set foot on the beach.

Not Bara if according, he often went to the beach with his friends without the desire of their parents, in contrast to Laura who memnag very obedient.

"There is a reason behind you never set foot on the beach, but if you yourself are afraid of the sea? "

"Don't know, but if you see a dividio or a picture let alone see directly from a distance like this, it feels like I really want to reach it, it looks so beautiful, " Laura expressed her heart.

"Well yuk now we pray zuhur first, after that find a meal outside directly the beach cus, " said Dirga eagerly, said, he wanted to show his wife that the beach is much more beautiful if felt directly, because just looking is not enough to describe its beauty.

"Astaghfirullah turned out to be midday, fortunately mas reminded, " Laura was shocked when she saw the clock hanging on the walls of their room showed at one hour or less fifteen minutes.

"That's why humans are created in pairs so that if one forgets, the other reminds, hopefully we can both continue to do it complement each other," said Dirga while taking his second prayer tool.

"Amiiin yes Robbbal Alamiin, " Laura smiled happily to see her husband who was busy holding two prayer mats for the two of them.

The two took turns to take ablution and then perform the prayer of the priestly zuhr.

After they finished their worship towards the restaurant for lunch, continued walking around the hotel, while waiting for the ashar time, while waiting for lunch, because Laura did not want to go to the beach she said waiting for the afternoon at once to see the sun sinking in the sea off directly.

This is one of Laura's dreams to go to the beach, which is to see the sun sink in the west even though he himself does not know dare or not he approached the sea.

"Where, exciting..? " ask Dirga because she sees the wife looking cheerful.

"It's a little, not a lot" Laura said as she continued to walk to their room as soon as Ashar arrived, they would carry out their duties and prepare to get closer to the sea.

The first day of their honeymoon was by chatting and telling stories about Laura's family's past.

Indeed, this couple is different from the others, if most people immediately hit the gas when the bride's night does not even care about it during the day though, this is even a honeymoon the first day they tell stories.

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