Wulan In Night Wound
Chapter 93 Visiting Tourism Places
Long enough I daydreamed, guessing the meaning behind my dreams. Plus the information about Mas Adit's dream when he first expressed feelings for me.
Restate it? Batinku.
No. gabe. It is impossible for a dead person to give blessing to a living person. My logical mind took over.
But...not all things in this world can be judged the logical side is not it? Innervil.
Hisssha! I became angry at myself. My head is dizzy and dizzy when logic and heart are simple to each other.
I took my phone. At 04.20. There were a few incoming message notifications, and I ignored them.
The idea of soaking in the bathtub may feel refreshing. Finally I took the lavender essential oil from my bag. The scent of lavender can definitely calm my raging inner self.
While soaking I rubbed my body with foam, to clean the dirt attached. I could feel the rough sand that was in the folds of my body. Makes me warm my face because I remember what I did with Mas Adit.
To be honest, I never imagined or imagined cincin-ta on the beach. I feel really crazy. What if again in the middle of the road is so caught by people, try? I laughed because of that bad thought.
As I cleaned my intimate area, I recalled how Mas Adit felt inside. There is a slippery feeling left behind. It caused a strange rumble that felt like it was circling my stomach.
I hit the water in the bathtub.
"Everday you!" My rebuke to myself, when I feel there is a desire that is disturbed in me.
After being satisfied with cleaning myself, I turned to the shower to rinse the foam from my body and shampooed. My mind drifted everywhere. Imagine what it feels like to make out under the water.
Oh my gosh.I'm crazy! Then I chuckled amusedly at it.
While in his room, Adit did not see Mr. Adi on his bed. When he had just closed the door of the room, the bathroom door opened and Mr. Adi came out of it.
"Teko ngendi wae, Mas?" Cetus Pak Adi's. (From anywhere, Mom)
"Smoking, sir" Adit replied briefly.
"The cigarette is being smoked, Jeh?" Seloroh Pak Adi while smiling ignorantly, who successfully made Adit's face reddened. His mind went on a whimper imagining what it was like to be 'smoked'.
"Sir Adi, here!" Adit grumbled because of his own thoughts.
"Bali turu wes (behind sleep already), Mas. Iseh (still) dawn" said Mr. Adi, then curled up in a blanket.
Adit who was very sleepy because he had not slept all night, according to Pak Adi's advice and lay down. On the beach, he just looked at the beautiful face of Wulan who was sleeping on his arm. A sense of regret infiltrated his heart, how he so recklessly bullied Wulan in the open like that. Indeed, at a time when naf-su has mastered unreliable common sense. If someone had caught them, Wulan's trauma would have been worse.
Not to mention remembering how quickly he finished the game. Adit is worried, Wulan will feel that he is only used as an object of impingement without being able to enjoy the actual game. Decades without ever feeling the touch of women, making Adit like a virgin who just learned in the affairs of satisfying women. He's a drunk, obviously.
Another thing that disturbed him was how he had planted his seed in the womb of Wulan. What if the girl gets pregnant? Adit certainly does not mind, it will be very happy. But what about Wulan? Adit is not ready to accept Wulan's rejection if the seeds are actually successfully planted in the girl's womb.
Ahhh!! Adit sighs masygul. Somehow, he became a man who is over thinking now.
With a feeling of uneasiness, Adit closed his eyes and fell deeply.
After finishing the bath, Wulan put on a bathrobe. He took a bluetooth speaker from inside the suitcase and connected it to his phone. Choose a song randomly, and play an old song from the speaker.
Finally, I found you
When this heart begins to melt
Finally, I found you
When this body wants to dock
I wish you were
The answer to all my worries
And let me love you to the end of my life
If I match you later
I have all my weaknesses
And if you are next to me
Don't ever get tired, 'to love me
(Naff ~ I Finally Found You)
I hummed a little after the song while drying my hair with a hair dryer. Inevitably, the lyrics of a song that is so touching get into the deepest recesses of the heart. Makes me unable to hold back the heated eyes due to the tears that collect.
"Yes, God. Is that the man you sent to heal my heart?" Gumamku.
After I finished drying my hair, I applied sun protection all over my body. Today we plan to tour interesting tourist attractions in Bali.
I switched to sitting in front of the dressing table, pecking myself in front of the mirror to apply facial moisturizer. And how surprised I was, found some reddish patches on the neck.
"Geez, Mas Adiiitt!" My erang gauntlet. I could see my face flushed in the mirror.
I immediately folded back the clothes I had prepared earlier. Blouse short sleeves patterned burgundy small leaves, and jeans. The blouse had a V-shaped collar, and it certainly would not be able to cover those red patches. I'm not sure, concealer is able to cover that reddish color.
Scrambling through the suitcase, I found a dress in the bottom pile. The plan is I will wear a qipao batik dress with floral motifs when I go home later.
I broke my hair to close my neck. A little clip adorned my hair on the right side. Petite flower bobble earrings I wear to match the dress. After polishing thin and natural makeup, I put on strappy sandals to facilitate my activities during the tour later.
Slitting myself last time in front of the mirror, I felt that the appearance was already quite okay. Holding a mini backpack for valuables. Scroll the watch on the right wrist, it's 07:40.
I rushed to the dining room. Some people had gathered, and the villa employees had also been pacing back and forth serving breakfast. Various menus are served. Fried seafood rice, kanapki, cream soup, toast with various toppings.
I saw Mas Adit sitting there, and was talking to one of the workers I knew named Yono. The young man I estimate is no older than 25.
"Mas" I poked Mas Adit's shoulder, and pulled the chair to his left.
"Eh, dear morning" so late. I sneered.
"For all. Still waiting for the others, huh?" sapaku friendly.
At eight o'clock, all were finally present. We ate in a low boisterous atmosphere as we talked. While the others were busy conversing, I secretly pinched lightly on Mas Adit's waist.
"Ouch" hiss Mas Adit.
"Mas Adit is naughty! My neck is red-red" I whined in a whisper.
Mas Adit chuckled. "That's a sign that you're mine"
"I'm forced to wear this dress" I whispered anxiously.
Mas Adit watched me from head to toe.
"Gini make-up! It's not my loss" he said with a beard.
"Wes ayu (is beautiful)! Ojo is constantly being treated, Mas (not to be seen). It won't fade!" Cetus Yono from the right of Mas Adit. Then there was laughter from some who heard it.
I smiled awkwardly and started my breakfast in silence. Mas Adit cengengesan relaxed without burden.
After finishing breakfast, Mas Adit grabbed my shoulder and took me on a mini bus that was ready to deliver our tour.
Our first destination was to the statue of GWK (Garuda Wisnu Kencana). Close, just about twenty minutes away.
Getting off our bus was amazed by the limestone cliffs around us. Walking from the car park, we could see a giant statue of Garuda Wisnu Kencana designed by the original Balinese architect, I Nyoman Nuarta. GWK is a statue of Lord Vishnu, which in Hinduism is known as the God of Preserver, is riding a Garuda bird.
We're the tour participants, and of course I'm 'dating' with Mas Adit. Satisfied taking pictures here and there, capturing various moments and beautiful scenery, we stopped by the souvenir shop.
At exactly 11:00, we all gathered in front of the mini bus to go to the next destination, Pandawa Beach. The trip is also short, no more than 20 minutes.
After paying the entrance ticket, the mini bus enters through an entrance that resembles a toll gate made of white limestone. Exiting the entrance gate, the mini bus passes through the highway with smooth asphalt. On the side of the highway, we could see a towering limestone cliff. On the left side of the road there are six holes in the cliff. Inside this hole there is a statue of Panca Pandawa and her mother Dewi Kunti. After a few meters through the highway, there is a view of the Indian Ocean and the white coastline. How exotic.
Mini bus parking in the designated area. Our tour guide was very happy to enjoy Pandawa Beach. If you want to eat lunch, many stalls are managed by local residents.
Mas Adit invited me to play canoe, but I refused. I didn't bring a change of clothes.
"Pedi, yuk!" Point me to a booth that provides massage services as well as manicure-paddycure.
"Ga, uh!" Mas Adit's turn rejected me.
"Come on, Mas!" Manjak. And finally Mas Adit (forced) to follow my wishes.
"Ga want a massage, Mom? Let the body become lighter, more stamina grenk! Honeymoon is in Bali?" Cetus the woman who just finished treating Mas Adit.
"Grenk huh?" Mas Adit glanced at me mischievously. I sniffed it made.
"May, Ma! My wife would want to too. Yeah, right, baby?" I grimaced annoyed. Then immediately then smiled in secret as he remembered Mas Adit calling me his wife.
It was past one o'clock when we finished the massage.
"Laper, Mas" I said.
"Heehm, same. Let's find food"
Our choice fell on processed seafood. Mas Adit chose honey-baked snapper, and I chose mixed seafood preparations (consisting of crab, virgin clams, green clams, cut squid and shrimp) with Padang sauce.
"Going home from here should be a sport. Burn cholesterol and fat" I said when our food order was in session.
"There's a way to burn fat!" Mas Adit replied while winking one eye at me.
I can feel my face blushing. I chose to take food, because I was embarrassed to have to respond to a joke leading Mas Adit.
"Yuk, eat! Cold rush" I said trying to shift the topic.
Mas Adit chuckled. Then follow the dishes that have been served.
At 14:00 exactly we have to regroup, because it will go to the next destination which is quite far, namely Panglipuran Village, Bangli. Me and Mas Adit ate a little hasty.
The journey from Pandawa Beach to Panglipuran Village, takes over an hour. We got there in the afternoon, almost four o'clock.
Panglipuran Village is an indigenous village that has been named as the cleanest village in the world. Surrounding this village, it is forbidden to use motor vehicles to prevent air pollution. Green plant fences adorn every resident's house whose shape is all similar. As a traditional village, the village order still follows the rules of the ancestors. The Panglipuran village order carries the concept of Tri Mandala. Namely, Utama Mandala (place of worship), Madya Mandala (residential housing) and Nista Mandala (cemetery of residents). After getting around and taking pictures, at 17:30 we were directed back to the minibus to return to the villa.
Arriving at the villa we were directed to dinner. The menu tonight is a lot of fruit. Soup of snapper, tomyam, asparagus soup, meat soto, and chicken soto Lamongan.
After dinner, we went back to our rooms to rest.
I went straight to my room, and took a shower. The body feels sticky by sweat. After I finished the bath, I broke down and made a vidcall call with the Sky. Ask the news and the day. The sky chattered cheerfully, then reminded of souvenirs.
As I made the call, my room door was knocked.
"But, yes" it turns out Mas Adit with a bag of white crackle with IndoMei strike.
"Again what?" Ask Mas Adit.
"VC is Sky" I replied briefly.
"Hi, champ!" Tukas Mas Adit sneaked into the reach of my phone's camera.
The sky was screaming with pleasure. Then they engage men around games and drawing lessons. Mas Adit promised to help prepare for an art exam that takes pattern drawing materials.
Finally the conversation ended.
"What's up, Mom?" I asked the intention of Mas Adit's arrival.
"Racid?" Tanya Mas Adit then sat down in the front seat of the dressing table. The luggage was placed on the bed.
"Lumayan" I answered briefly.
"You want to talk seriously?" Ask Mas Adit.
Wulan raised her eyebrows. What serious matter was Adit trying to talk to her about?
