The Honeymoon

07. Move to our home

Reza looked at the face of the woman who had now become his wife.

The innocent girl he had known all along was now peacefully asleep in his arms after balancing each other in the game of love tonight. Reza did not expect an innocent girl like her to be able to stir up her desire to get out of control again.

Might....

Reza was stunned for a moment.

Maybe he was the one who was made for him.

Reza realized that the soul mate was a mystery. Although it is planned to mature, in the fight to the end, but if it is not destined to fight, humans cannot fight the destiny of God. Man can only live what is destined.

In her arms Yanti shuffled and smiled sweetly in her sleep.

Feeling amused by her behavior, Reza pinched Yanti's small nose.

" Bad boy, satisfied now heh, you make me this adult" he said slowly, then landed a kiss on Yanti's forehead.

" Hmmm...., u.u.dah m mas, Yanti dah. nga.ngkulat" his reflection in sleep.

Pfffft.

Reza held back her laughter, it could be that she messed it up in such a sleep.

Maybe there was fun to work on him in sleep, while Reza's wild thoughts approached, but then he held himself back.

Yanti would not have thought of sleeping with Reza if she knew what the man had in mind now.

Reza is silent and grateful for the presence of Yanti in her life.

Her plump eyelashes clenched beautifully in the frame of her natural black eyebrows, her delicate bright skin and her dark hair that was draped over her shoulders. Reza began to realize that Yanti is actually beautiful, no less beautiful than the fashionist model she knows.

When they enjoyed the sudden date this afternoon, she could not take her eyes off Yanti who was dyed elegantly and beautifully by her staff.

'You're beautiful Yanti, so lucky is the man who got your heart' Inner Reza.

Reza feels guilty for forcing Yanti into his life, without having time to wade through the twists and turns of romance first.

For now let it be time, which sows the seeds of their love. Maybe someday we will really love each other. Thought Reza.

Slowly Reza let go of her embrace of Yanti and headed to the balcony of her room.

Reza decided to postpone the return from Bali. He needed time to think clearly again, time to plan a new life that he saw as a husband.

Of course, now he can not be with his family anymore. He is now the head of the family.

Besides, at home there is Mr. Parman and mak Ros who is now her father-in-law status. Although they were family servants, Reza was taught to respect others, especially his wife's parents.

It would be awkward to be at home with them.

Reza contacts his secretary, Deni, to take care of a move to his new home.

"Oya Den, I ask you to investigate what happened to Kiehl's family "Titah Reza again.

'Why should I know' regretted Reza later.

But he felt to find out so that, relieved his feelings. Or just avenge his heartache on that family. Kusuma is not to be played, Reza said.

"Good Boss" Deni said.

After feeling enough, Reza again threw herself beside Yanti.

The cool air made the girl instinctively seek warmth. Yanti's body rolled over and hugged her.

Reza smiled then pulled her body into the blanket and hugged Yanti back. He wondered why he felt his sleep was so much better now with Yanti beside him.

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Yanti POVs

Mas Reza's decision to extend our honeymoon in Bali I think it's appropriate. We need time to defuse this awkward situation.

Preparing physically and mentally for our changed status in the presence of people is also my own relationship status with Reza mas.

We talked relaxed after breakfast this morning.

" On our relationship, I ask you to be normal, like nothing happened between us in front of mom and dad" said Reza.

" Be normal how you "quote, there is a sense of pain when you hear him say it.

"I'm afraid they misunderstand, and make decisions that trouble our relationship in the future Yan "

"Don't be afraid, I'll be the husband responsible for you Yan" he said

All right, um, whatever you want, as long as we can stay together.

"Well, Yanti understood" I said

"Deni is in the process of moving your belongings to our new home" he said.

"The house was not far from the family's main house "

New home.

My palace is with my prince Reza. My inner squeal.

I imagine that we will grow old together in that house, surrounded by Reza Reza juniormu mas. How happy and complete my life is.

I don't feel my cheeks getting warm.

"Thank you "I said

Mas Reza looked at me, maybe my face looked red.

Oh my God, I'm weak with this guy.

I touched both cheeks with my hands to relieve the warmth.

"Thank you for the opportunity that Reza gave to Yanti" I continued.

Mas Reza Smiles.

"The opportunity for us Yan" said mas Reza ending our conversation.

I want to talk about the divorce he called in our marriage. But it seems like it will only reverse the atmosphere created now. Maybe I don't have to talk about it anymore.

Do not be greedy Yanti, slowly but surely Reza will really love you. My inner word.

After enjoying a romantic afternoon with a walk on the beach and closed with enjoying young coconuts together, we finally returned home from Bali in the evening.

We would like to thank Mr. Nengah and his wife. Mas Reza gave tips for their actions, while we were at this private Villa.

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The car we drove into a three-story house with a typical millennial architecture of a young conglomerate. The house has a beautiful garden and garden.

When the car came in, the security guards opened the gate. The car then goes to the garage.

In the garage looks cozy room-style cafe, which seems to be used for the party mas Reza and his partner.

In a corner was parked neatly some other vehicles. I don't really understand cars. But from the looks of it, I can guess if it's not cheap.

A man seemed to rush down to welcome Reza.

" Hello boss, welcome" he said kindly.

"Hi Den, have people transport suitcases into my room" he said.

"Okay boss, joko ..jono.., take the goods of the master and mistress" Deni orders on some workers.

The worker came and took our goods upstairs.

" Oya, meet Yanti, my wife, maybe you've seen her in the main house" Reza said, introducing me to Deni.

"I'm Deni, yes I've seen young mistress in the main house before" he said as he reached out.

" Yanti" I replied short while replying to her hand.

"It's not long ago" exclaimed Mas Reza.

" He he he, Young lady Beautiful, young master, there used to be a thought to propose to the mistress, uh don't know even already the first master "hir chirps.

"Huss, you want to cut your salary" said Mas Reza.

" ha ha ha, joking sir" Deni said as she rubbed the back of her head.

I smile.

Although Deni is like that, but I know he is a confidant of Reza.

We finally occupied this house.

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