When That Taste Is Present
Eps. 6//HONEYMOON
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Two Days Later...
It turned out to be true what was said by her Mother-in-law Chayra about Dafri who immediately agreed to her mother's proposal to go on a honeymoon, in the place that had been sought by her mother.
Then the day of their departure. In the morning, Dafri and Chayra were ready to leave. They were escorted by Dafri's parents to the airport.
"Davis, Chayra.. Don't forget that when you get there, you tell Mama?" dina said to the two of them when they reached the airport.
"Ready, Mama. We'll definitely tell Mama, won't we, baby?" dafri said while looking at Chayra meaningfully. But Chayra knew the view was just a hoax.
"Yes, Dafri. Mom, Pa.. Chayra said yes." After that, Chayra also greeted both of her in-laws because soon they would get on the plane.
"You have your heart, and Dafri, you take good care of your wife" Papa Dafri said as Dafri shook his hand. Dafri just nodded his head.
"Hopefully come home from the honeymoon Mama can be happy news with the news of Chayra's pregnancy, hehe.." chirped Dina again as she heard the grin. Chayra could only smile wryly at the words of her mother-in-law.
'How can Chayra get pregnant Mama, while even Mama's child has never touched Chayra, Huuffff.' Chayra lirih in her mind.
A few minutes later, Chayra and Dafri were on board. On the way, they did not make much noise or talk to each other. They were mostly silent and even Chayra found her husband sleeping soundly, Chayra understood because in the past few days Dafri handled more patients at night so that it disturbed her sleep. No wonder he felt so sleepy during the day.
When her husband was asleep and without any previous intention, Chayra instead looked at Dafri's face so deeply and with a long duration. He looked at Dafri's face, which still looked handsome while sleeping. However, Dafri suddenly woke up and opened his eyes. Chayra was immediately startled and immediately shifted her eyes. He hoped that Dafri would not see him while he was looking at him, but it turned out that Dafri realized that, although he did not ask Chayra but still raised the question as to why Chayra saw him that way.
Finally travel approximately 2 hours in the plane, delivering them in a city XX which is known for the beauty of the tourist spot. Then they took a taxi to the inn that had been booked by Mama Dina before.
A few minutes later, they arrived at the inn near the beach. The place looks beautiful and so beautiful. Chayra was very amazed by the beauty of the place, for a lifetime she had never visited a place like this. Chayra eyes look sparkling - twinkle see the beauty of the beach with the blue sea color and white sand that adorns the land. And that was all he could see from inside the house where they were staying.
"There are two rooms in this villa. So we can use our own rooms. At first mama boking villa one room, but I took the initiative to change it. Fortunately, there was another empty villa with two rooms" Dafri said as he walked into the villa with their luggage.
Chayra did not touch the words of Dafri at all, he looked fun sitting near the window to see the beautiful scenery in front of his eyes. Feeling bitter, Dafri walked up to his wife.
"Chayra..??? What the hell are you looking at??" ask Dafri by looking also at Chayra's gaze.
"Eh, Yes. Sorry Dafri.. What did you say?" ask Chayra who just realized from her acceptance.
"No, I want to ask you which room? Up or down?" ask Dafri.
"As far as you are Dafri. I follow you." replied Chayra.
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In the afternoon, Chayra who had fallen asleep for a while in her room then went down to the bottom. The clock has shown at 4 pm and Chayra just feel hungry because he has not eaten since last afternoon.
"Dafris.. Dafris..." After arriving below, Chayra sought Dafri by calling him. However, there was no sound from her husband at all. Later, Chayra heads to the kitchen and wishes there was food there. But, apparently there is nothing at all. The fridge was empty, there was nothing there to cook.
"Hmmm.. He wanted to be provided with food to stay cooked, there was still a slight shortage of ni villa." chayra grumbled by talking to himself.
After that Chayra stepped into the lower room which she believed was Dafri's room.
Geck..
Geck..
Geck..
Chayra knocked on Dafri's door several times, but there was no answer from inside.
"Is Dafri still sleeping?" Chayra asked herself. Chayra intended to call Dafri, but his intention was reversed when he accidentally leaned against the door and it opened. It turned out that Dafri's room door was unlocked.
Chayra then peeked a bit from behind the door and looked inside Dafri's room. Blank. Dafri was not in his room.
"Dafri, where are you? Why don't you go take me anyway?" Chayra again grumbled. He felt annoyed by Dafri's attitude as if he did not care about him, at least he should be responsible for taking Chayra away so far. At least he is more sensitive, do not want to invite himself, ask him would eat anything is not there? Chayra could only murmur in her heart.
After that, Chayra decided to call Dafri. Because even willing to come out honestly Chayra did not dare, this environment is still very new to him. He was even afraid if nantik was lost or there were bad people who disturbed him. Then, Chayra pressed the calling button on her phone, but unfortunately the sound of Dafri's cell phone ringing was even heard in Dafri's room.. Apparently, Dafri did not bring his phone.
Chayra could only sigh in annoyance. His stomach was screaming - hungry. Chayra walked to Dafri's bed and found the man's phone there. Chayra then took Dafri's phone. On a whim he pressed one of the buttons on Dafri's phone, and his phone screen was on. Seen a photo of Dafri with Clarissa as the background. But there is something strange about this photo. It was photographed that Dafri and Clarissa were dressed in white and they looked very happy. Then along with that the door to Dafri's bathroom opened, Dafripun emerged from there. Chayra turned to the bathroom and then shouted.
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