We Are Different
Honeymoon
Malik and Aluna hugged each other after fulfilling their duties on the first night. Malik kissed Aluna softly.
"Do I know why you're still holy? Have you never been married?" asked Malik who had been holding back his curiosity.
Aluna tightened her embrace on Malik's body. Now Malik's right arm is a pillow under Aluna's head.
"I married Mas Kamal only on paper. Once we got to City A, Mas Kamal contracted a house for me. He lives in the farmhouse. I was ignored and left alone. We only slept a few times in one room because of such a demanding situation but Mas Kamal never touched me. He claimed he couldn't love me because he already loved others" replied Aluna.
"Then why would he want to be married to you?" ask Malik curiously.
"It was because of her mother's insistence and she needed marital status" Aluna said.
"Marriage status, weird" Malik said.
"The illness came my month was getting worse. At that moment the precision of my Mama and former in-laws came. They took me to the doctor and they found out the truth. I don't want to continue the marriage like that" Aluna said.
"Then I was with Mama and Mas Kamal's parents visited his official house on the estate to talk about divorce. But what we found, Mas Kamal was sleeping naked with a man" continued Aluna.
Malik looked at Aluna's face with a look of disbelief.
"He." said Malik.
"Well, he's a fellow Mas fan. He admitted it and has lived such a life since he went to college" Aluna said.
"Crazy" said Malik.
"My decision was getting round to divorce and then I had myoma surgery. Since then I have not felt menstrual pain anymore" said Aluna.
"That means I'm really lucky to be married to you. Then why didn't you say it frankly to me? Are you ashamed of your widow's status?" ask Malik.
"I have to tell Mas to everyone Mas Kamal's disgrace? Naw, right? Do you believe I am still holy? What do you judge me for when I say that to you. Malik I'm a virgin widow, right?" ask Aluna.
"In part I deliberately kept this secret and made it the most beautiful gift for my beloved husband" continued Aluna.
"Siapa aja yang tau kalau kamu masih suci?" tanya Malik.
"Friends - friends" replied Aluna.
"Mas Bian too?" ask Malik.
"No, Bian doesn't know. I forbid Mutia, Budi and Randi to tell him" Aluna replied.
Malik took a deep breath.
"It's a good thing you didn't marry him and accept my proposal" Malik said.
"That's what's called Mas's match line. As hard as we try as before if not time we mate will certainly be separated. But if it is a soul mate, there must be a way to meet again and unite" said Aluna.
"Worthy of all that at our wedding, I felt like your ex-husband was really weird looking at me. I guess he was jealous of me for marrying you and foiling his plans to propose you back to be his wife" Malik said.
"I mean Mas, Mas Kamal has a crush on Mas" asked Aluna.
"Who knows" replied Malik.
Sontak Aluna pinched Malik's waist.
"GR ye Mas" said Aluna.
"Hahaha. but after with her story from you I get goosebumps. Iiiih amit - amit deh" continued Malik.
"She has already repented, so Papa and his mother want to propose to me again. Mas Kamal has been rehabilitated to recover from his illness" replied Aluna.
Malik tightened his embrace.
"So you're just mine" Malik said.
"Yes first and God willing the last" replied Aluna.
"Aamiin" replied Aluna.
"Thank you, baby, you gave me a really amazing surprise tonight" Malik said.
Aluna smiled happily. He belongs to Malik now. Malik again gently kissed the top of Aluna's head.
"Now we sleep, baby, tomorrow we continue our long journey here" Malik said.
Malik and Aluna ended up sleeping while hugging. The next morning they took a bath together and also prayed at dawn together.
Malik's happiness now feels perfect. While enjoying the sunrise they sit on the balcony until they embrace after the morning prayer.
Aluna falls asleep in Malik's arms. Malik smiled watching the calm face of Aluna who was sleeping soundly. Malik's heart feels very calm to enjoy a morning like this.
At about seven o'clock in the morning Malik woke Aluna with tenderness.
"Yaaaank.. sayaaang. We're ready - ready for breakfast then after that we walk in this city" asked Malik.
Aluna opened her eyes.
"O Allah, what time is it? I fell asleep, right?" ask Aluna.
Malik smiled looking at his wife's face.
Kruucuk...
The sound of Malik's stomach was kicking. Malik smiled broadly.
"I'm hungry" said Malik.
"Oh Allah, I'm sorry I overslept" said Aluna feeling guilty.
"It's okay, I'm not angry. You were soaked yesterday all day at the event we kept a long journey here continued our long night. You have to rest well because our long nights weren't just last night, baby. Later tonight, tomorrow night and night - the next night will always be a long night for us" Malik teased.
Aluna's face turned red in shame to hear Malik's words. It is still clear in Aluna's memory how last night they went through a long night full of surprises and very romantic.
"I have to plant a lot of seeds in order to harvest soon. It could be another nine months we are three" continued Malik.
Aluna immediately hid her face in Malik's arms.
Krucuk...
Malik's stomach was heard again.
"Mas yuk ate right away. Poor husband I'm starving" Aluna asked immediately.
Aluna and Malik prepared - ready to go down to the hotel restaurant and then around the island of the Gods to start their honeymoon.
While holding hands Malik and Aluna get out of the hotel and start walking down Kuta beach. That day the sky was very bright, as bright as Aluna and Malik's heart.
The world feels like they both belong, they walk casually enjoying the beautiful scenery of the beach. They stopped at a young coconut seller while enjoying young coconut ice.
It feels very fresh in the throat. Malik wearing black glasses makes his face look more handsome. While Aluna wears a wide hat covering her headscarf and face from the sunlight.
Both of them wear black T-shirts with the words Kuta Bali. They look very harmonious. One is handsome and the other is beautiful.
Perfect happiness for the moment. Enjoy the sweetness of the honeymoon without any distractions from anywhere. The present happiness may not pass quickly and continue for the future.
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