Women At the End of the Dusk

Women At the End of the Dusk
The honeymoon 1



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According to plan of both parents Alham. They will leave today for Bunaken Island in North Sulawesi province. Not do not want to go abroad or to Bali and Sumba, but Azalia was eager to see the island of Bunaken known as Heaven World.


The beauty of the underwater which is a snorkeling place for tourists both local and foreign make Azalia's heart captivated.


The morning was filled with warmth from the sun, also drove a small family of two families to Soekarno-Hatta airport. The two families are Papa Rusdi and Papa Bayu.


Among them was Sesil who also delivered. However, the look on his face showed dislike. He continued to stare hard at Alham who was currently embracing Azalia with such affection. Even worse, Alham seemed to not care about his gaze.


Mama Lana also seemed to not care about the departure of Azalia and Alham to Bunaken Island. He wanted to go see his friends, but the husband asked them to go to the airport. Of course it pisses him off.


'See it if up to kecantol fitting back from this honeymoon. I will not remain silent. This time, I let you guys have fun.' Sesil saturate while clenching his hands.


"Honey, while there don't think about anything, yeah. Y'all have fun. Come home later, do not forget to bring happy news," said Mama Tina while hugging her favorite daughter-in-law.


"God willing, Ma." Azalia returned the embrace.


"Alham, take care of Papa's son. Be careful if you mess with Azalia. Papa circumcised you twice!" the Tympanic Papa Rusdi.


"It's so bad to be in-laws. Just one kind, really. Bener, isn't it, Yang?" Alham blinked one eye at his wife.


"Duh, Pa, our north pole when does it melt, anyway?" tina Mama's Tina


"Papa doesn't know either, Ma" said Papa Bayu.


'Why does he have to be like that, anyway? Watch out for you, yeah. I don't know if I can't stand it, ' Azalia stared intently at her sister-in-law.


"Here you go, you go home. I'm the same Azalia will be leaving soon." Alham lifted his face.


"You're upset?!" exclaim Mama Tina.


"Ma, already, yeah. Don't beat him. But, in a moment we will also leave, it's okay if it is going home," said Azalia softly.


"We'll wait until you leave." Papa Rusdi wants to keep seeing his son. Azalia during her marriage had not visited her. Papa Rusdi understood this.


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"Why do we have to use a transit show? Do you really want to go to Bunaken Island or explore all of Sulawesi?"


Azalia. "Your idea is good too. You can try it" Azalia replied casually.


He pulled out his phone and earphones from his small bag, tuned music and listened as he stared at the white cloud without a stain.


He was still late in the scenery outside, ignoring the Alham who was currently feeling annoyed. Suddenly he remembered something and removed the earphones from his ears. "Why do you approve of this crazy thing?" he asked Alham who was beside him.


"You don't see, your lover is staring at me as if I have taken her prized possession" Azalia said.


"You have taken his. But, it's not an item because I'm not an item!" press Alham.


Azalia laughed cynically, "I didn't say you stuff and what have I taken from her? Of love? The affection? That's all I don't get from the people closest to me, including you. I've had all of that once, it's been gone since you became my husband. Tell your girlfriend I don't intend to take you away from her after the agenda this time. Also tell me, I'm not like him who likes to use lowly tricks to get things." Azalia reattached the earphones, then closed her eyes trying to calm her heart.


Alham's jaw is hardened. He wanted to hit the woman next to him. It was like an insult to him. No one ever acted like this to her. 'Silence, Alham. Don't make a fuss here.' He also managed to catch his breath which suddenly hunted. Then, close his eyes.


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...be...


...continue***...


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*Ok, that's how it used to be, yeah.


Sorry if this part is short.


Sorry if there are lots of typos


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