The Beloved Barbaric Wife of the CEO

Babbymoon

Tangsi Beach or often known as Pink Beach on the island of Lombok is an entertainment destination that spoils the eye. Beautiful island with white sand. But that does not mean when taken home the color remains so. No, brothers of the city. The sand there becomes colored because it is mixed with coral flakes that are red to create pink.

"Darling, here! Not tired of standing up!" exclaim Chandra after finishing installing the tent assisted by Willy—frans trust person as well as private board driver.

However, the one called did not reply. It is still easy to spread your hands towards the sea. It was the movie Titanic.

"Litania!"

Still no response.

"Mrrrt ...."

The last call was a little made-up cute. Hoping the called flipped over and approached, but to no avail. The Litania flinched in the same position.

"Totally habit."

An anxious Chandra came straight over. Pointing both arms to the large belly of Litania then pecked at the top of his head. "Call me no shit, anyway. No wonder what your husband is screaming from earlier, hmm."

Litania reviews the smile. "It's not horrifying. I'm just asleep here" he replied with his eyes still closed. The hand that stretched wide is now down and stroking the back of Chandra's hand. "Thank you for coming here. More love, same you. Love love love love love after all."

Chandra chuckles amusedly. "Do you have a kebon?"

"Go ahead. The proof is that you work almost every day until it's like this." Litania chuckled while pointing at her stomach. "The holidays are fitting again flash floods, the rest because of the teroos," he continued. The words that Chandra also responded to with laughter. It can be metaphorized with a garden that clearly has no flowers and the grass is not green. Just-there's.

"Yes, we went there yuk. Sit while eating. Willi and Tari have it ready for us."

Litania followed Chandra's steps. Sit in an available chair. His smile spread wide, so enjoy the togetherness that exists. Her husband can always make her feel loved and valued. Never yell and always give up. Babbymoon is a honeymoon. This is all inseparable from the kindness of his father Kinar. A large villa and private board along with two assistants who helped them. Both at the villa and here.

"Which, look. They like each other," said Litania when her eyes caught the figure of 21-year-old Tari— who takes care of Villa Frans— who was playing sand and Willi looked at the woman from a distance.

"Ah, time. It's not like it." Chandra cuek answered. While the hands are so deftly mixing the cut fruit into the bowl for Litania.

"Yes don't believe it. Want proof?"

Chandra did not respond. It's none of his business. "A long time ago" said Chandra as he thrust the fruit into Litania's mouth.

Euleh spoiled bener. The author also bribed donk pen.

Litania gaped and chewed on the fresh fruit, but her eyes remained fixed on the two creatures there. I think something just tickles. He was anxious to do something.

Dance, the kind woman he had known two years ago when he first came with the Kinar family. Lombok native girl who works at Frans' house. And Willi, he knows him quite well too. The man who was also in charge of taking care of the great Villa Frans.

"Tari Ma! Mas Will's! Here!" Litania shouted loudly until Chandra who was staring at the sea so stuck in shock. Not to mention the ears that feel like ringing. "Gosh, Titan. Why are you screaming."

Litania responded with a grin while her hands continued to wave at Tari and Willi.

"Why do you want to call them?" Chandra doesn't seem to like it. Her and Litania's togetherness becomes disturbed.

"Nothing. I just want a mastiin."

"Mastiin what?" Chandra's getting upset. His wife began to like to play puzzles. After writing TTS, it was all wrong. Fuck up!

Dance and Willi approaching. The girl with long hair and using the toska blazer looked puzzled. "Why do I need help?"

"Nothing. I just want us to eat together." Litania pulled the folding chair next to her and then patted her twice. "Sit here, Ma'am."

"Udah." The winding forcefully pulls the Dance's wrist until the woman is seated as well. "Sitting down cannot. Is there a boil? No, right?"

Dance smiled awkwardly. So did Willi who seemed to stumble into a smile.

"Mas Willi too" said Litania.

"I." Willi spoke without making a sound. His hands point to his own face. As if I could not believe being invited to join.

He saw Chandra's face. A face that looks unhappy.

"Yes, sit Will down" said Chandra with a flat face. Actually not happy about Willi's presence. Willi is handsome and young. Hm .. his jealous soul thrashed. Is there any way to get young again? If there is, I'd like you to know Chandra.

"Come, Ma'am, Mas at the meal was also his snack. Honey, this is a lot." Litania said with a sincere smile. He pushed a large bowl of fruit that had been mixed. There's even the nut. It's just that, Chandra forbids and deliberately separates sambal with fruit. Tega bener's. If they miss you, how?

Both follow the orders of Litania. Enjoy the fruit under a shady tree and facing the sea. Relax and comfortable.

"Mbak, Mommy. We play a game, yuk. Bored, here. But if you go home at this hour dear," suggested Litania and responded with a frowning forehead cringing Chandra, Willi and Tari.

"The game? What a game, anyway. Don't be weird, deh," said Chandra who began to suspect.

Litania pinch Chandra's thigh. "Who is weird too. Suspicious mulu ni people."

"Yes what a game. Don't swim race. I don't agree. You're pregnant with gini," chandra murmured.

"No. Not swimming. I'm lazy to swim anyway."

"Then?" ask Chandra again.

"We play truth or dare."

Chandra fell silent, thought for a moment and ended up nodding. Feeling relieved, he thought Litania would propose a strange game. The point is he does not like the weakness of the body Litania exposed if swimming in the sea.

"Where?" ask Litania with sparkling eyes. Dance and Willi seem awkward, but end up agreeing.

"Okay, we play, yeah. There is no lie between us" Litania said, mimicking the man's dialogue in a cough medicine ad.

Fixes. The table was clean of food. Only a mineral bottle with half its contents was left.

"Okay, we're starting. I turn," said Litania in spirit 45.

Bottle turned and apes, he's the first.

"This is the name of the weapon will be sir. Bottle base has no morals," litania murmured. The rant of course invited the smiles of the three people there.

"Okay, if that's it. Your husband first. What did you choose? Truth or dare."

"Truth aye, deh."

*** Pardon this part rather gaje. heheh

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