The Winged Angel

34. Besmirched

Henry picked up two cans of cold drink that were in the show case, brought them to me. He then opened and thrust one can towards me. The throat does feel dry after being satisfied to scream loose in the desert area.

The Desert Safari has been filled with visitors waiting for the start of the attraction in a moment. Henry and I still enjoy a cold drink. Beno and his croc were suddenly behind us.

After finishing the cold drink, Henry stood up pulling my hand.

"Where?"

"The show hasn't started yet. We're going out first," he said.

"You just wait here" Henry told Beno, as the bodyguards followed us. Beno and his friends don't wince. They nodded obediently.

Henry led my arms away from the crowd.

"Why can't Beno's team come?"

"You want them to date us?"

I smiled in response to his question. Henry put an arm around my shoulder. My hands hugged his waist. We both began to set foot down the sandy desert. Stay away from the crowd. Move to a more private place.

After finding a quiet place covered in palm trees, Henry took out a device from his thick suit pocket. Install an earphone on the device, then tinker at the screen. I waited curious. Henry wants what?

One of the earphones is now attached to my ear, the other has been attached to Henry's ear.

A familiar song is heard in the ears at a small volume. 'You Still The One' by Shania Twain.

We stood facing a very tight position. Eyes staring at each other, full of love.

When I first saw you ... I saw love

And the first time you touch me ... I feel love

And after all this time .. you still the one I love .. hmm. yeah ....

"Do you remember this song? This song means so much to me. And ... I want, this song also has meaning for you."

"Your favorite song, right?" tanyaku plain.

Henry chuckled then shook his head. "I lied to you."

My forehead was frowning in hearing his statement. Henry took both my hands. Put it on his chest.

"I want to tell you the same story. At that time I deliberately returned to Indonesia to meet you. Actually I want to express the feelings I've been holding for a long time. But courage is not enough. It just conveys a message through a song. I hope you can read the message of that song."

My eyebrows clutched, listening to the words that flowed from Henry's mouth. Remember the events of many years ago when we spent time on the beach. Henry accidentally picked me up who was still working at the Queen's hotel. We both spent the twilight of the day, looking at the glittering sunset bouncing in the sea water. I was too innocent to understand Henry's feelings.

"That's the first time I failed to express love." Henry chuckled, his eyes narrowing.

My mouth is rounded. "Then the second one?"

"The second time you left me for Kalimantan."

"What?" My eyelids are widened.

"Hm." Henry nodded. "Last time to pick you up on campus. I have prepared a ring to propose to you. But, you've disappeared."

I shook my head slowly. Both my hands are holding my mouth. It's so sorry Henry. I ... so feel bad.

"Ma-af." I see.

The narrow-eyed man pulled both corners of his lips.

Today a very beautiful sunset adorns the sky at Desert Safari Dubai. The reddish sun was preparing to turn dark. Songs from Henry's device continued to soften in our ears.

You're still the one I run too ....

The only one I dream too ....

You're still the one I want for love ....

"If at that time we were in the middle of the beach sand sunset, now we are in the middle of the desert sand sunset." Henry stopped talking for a moment. The two netra went down my bead. He breathed, then spoke again.

"The song is proof that I was chasing your love. And I'll never stop, Ken. I will continue to pursue your love at any time. Even though I already have you."

My tongue feels bad. Unable to say anything. My eyes feel warm.

"We have each other now. You have become my soul mate. There might be thorns up ahead waiting for us. Please, whatever happens. Don't ever doubt me."

Henry took both of my hands to hug her waist. His own hand was holding my body. Henry's face ducked, landing a warm kiss on my lips.

My eyes closed. If only I were a candle, I might have melted by now.

You're still the one that I love ....

The only one I dream off ....

You're still the one I kiss good night ....

Love will find its own way. Like I found my love. There was a feeling of loss, a feeling of lack when I was away from this man. And a very comfortable feeling when being around him. A very strong sense of need.

How exquisite. Hugging in the middle of the sunset sheen. I put my face on his chest. Enjoying the soft verse by verse. It's lucky I have a Henry romantic guy. It makes me feel like the most wanted woman.

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Kriuuuk .. My stomach suddenly sounded.

Henry took off his embrace. We throw each other smiles.

"Hmm .. apparently love alone can not make my wife's stomach full. It is only fitting that someone says ... Eat the love!" ledeknya. I'm in for a ticklish giggle.

Our hands hold each other. Walk back to the gathering center of the visitors. From far away, the sound of Arabic music breaks the vast desert with reddish sand.

****

After the magrib me and Henry went straight to the dinner.

Mister Malini, Beno and the others are out of nowhere. Let them enjoy their own time.

The fire attraction begins. In the middle of the field stood a bare-chested man. His posture is high with prominent muscles. The man's mouth screamed out loud after then spitting out flames. Many times he showed the attraction of spewing fire. Horrify. The flame then circled around his body, forming many beautiful configurations. Awe-inspiring and boisterous applause was heard every time the man acted.

Shortly after, another man came to draw a sword. As if challenging the first man to a fight. The two of them then fought using swords with flames blazing in hand, spitting fire at each other, showing off strength. More and more people watching were suffocating hysterically.

The two men attacked each other with hostile gazes. They aimed at each other's weaknesses, with beautiful movements. This fight seemed to be a treat of a high-level art performance. This is what is called Fire Dance. Several times I unconsciously choked in horror watching.

"Aaakh .. That's when the team dies, Hen!" I said, tugging at Henry's shirt.

"Aaakh .. already ... already. Breakup!!" I screamed no crap. Henry's body was shaken.

"Seriously very, Non, watch it. I watched the soap opera. They're just acting." Henry pulled my cheek. "Eat first, yuk, honey! Your stomach is already sounding." He's now pulling my arm. I still glared at the attraction of the fire.

On the edge of the field barbeque smoke soared, the smell of delicious grilled meat crept carried away by the desert wind. Makes my stomach even more kinked for stuffing. We entered the queue to get dinner.

A variety of typical culinary arabic land is held at the buffet table. I was tempted by grilled meat to choose that food. Our plates are now full. Looking for a comfortable place to eat.

Carrying a plate of grilled meat and warm rice typical of the desert, we chose a place to eat on the edge of the field a little far from the crowd. Enjoy dinner in the middle of the open desert. Especially with loved ones. We eat while we feed each other.

****

After dinner, there were more attractions. This time something that spoils the eyes of men. Stomach dance attractions. The desert music is starting to sound again.

A few beautiful women danced their way into the middle of the field. It was accompanied by middle eastern music. The ringing of the bracelets at the feet of the dancers. Naked belly exposed with sexy. The swirl in the middle of their stomachs hypnotized the men to keep looking. The loud applause of the audience made the beautiful women excited.

The beautiful wild dance moves made the adam quietly hold his breath. The movements of the dancers were so erotic. But not for my husband. Because with possessiv both my hands have closed their eyes, from the beginning the dancing women appeared. Henry is with me. He laughed out loud while shaking his body. My husband is a normal man. I don't want Henry to be tempted.

After the half-naked women passed, I took my hand out of Henry's eyes.

"Keep it fresh, Non! No papa, brother willing, really. The important thing is that your heart is adem," the ledek while showing off a row of white and neat teeth.

My lips pursed. "Luckily, I closed it. Klo not ...."

Henry pinched my nose.

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"Sorry Sir, Madam. I lost track of you." Mister Malini came close to us. His face was sweating.

Too bad. We were both busy ourselves, forgetting about him.

"It's okay. We enjoyed today very much. Thank you," said Henry.

The man nodded.

"Mister Malini ate?" my many.

"Already, Mistress. Thanks."

The next day we returned to the hotel to rest. On the way home, Mister Malini told us about the places we were going tomorrow.

Huh .. today's trip was quite tiring. But, I'm so happy.

***

"It turns out it's cold in here, yeah, honey. I thought it was hot" I said, pulling the blanket to the head.

Henry just came out of the toilet. Eve in the room still feels cold even though it is equipped with heating. My body started to shiver.

"Because we're here in winter. It's summer, it's hot" Henry said. Then he went into the blanket.

My body has entered Henry's arms. Today was exhausting. Eyes closed. But the mouth still wants to talk.

"Hin ...."

"Hmm?" He kissed my forehead.

"You don't like it when I can go belly-up like those girls?"

Instead of replying, he even giggled amusedly.

"Hin ...." I opened my eyes demanding an answer. I saw Henry's eyes closed.

"How's it going? I can't see." He opened his eyes, grabbed the child with hair that partially covered my face.

Oh, aye. I laughed winning in my heart. Thank goodness Henry didn't see it. Hehe.

"I'll learn belly dancing for you." I peeked at her cheek.

"Hmmmpfth ...." Henry again giggled.

"Why? Can't believe it?" just pissed.

"What, anyway, Non? Mending us to do it again. Make a lot of kids. Why bother tugging at the belly of everything."

"Stomach's, Hen .. not belly."

"Hooh .. kirain narik belly. Like gini."

Henry's hand had suddenly slipped in, pinching my stomach.

"Nih ... Nah tugging on the stomach."

"Grave!!" I tried to push his hand.

Henry's getting nosy. He continued to tickle my stomach. Death's tickle. It overwhelmed me.

The night is getting late. So did we who later dissolved in the sea of love that melenakan. Diving to the bottom of romance. Along with its intoxicating waves. Which other favors of God do you deny?

****

Sorry for the crisp story, kuy

His authority again demen ngehalu.