Beautiful Bad Girl
Still Honeymoon

The dim sunlight accompanies Reyhan and Kenzi's journey to the airport. After spending a short time in the country famous for its entertainment industry, today they will leave Seoul City to head to the world fashion country, France.

"See you next time Seoul" Kenzi murmured before boarding the plane they were about to board. He took a deep breath and then got into the plane following Reyhan from behind.

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The day is still cool in France. Two pairs of legs of two different humans slowly stepped on the streets of a country they had just stopped by yesterday. Armed with thick jackets and gloves covering the body, Reyhan and Kenzi go hand in hand to enjoy the atmosphere in a country famous for its famous brand fashion.

The tourists and also the locals crowded together or even just to walk around a place they will stop by. Reyhan held Kenzi's hand tightly as many men stared in admiration at his beautiful wife.

"Not in Indo, not here, same!!. Equally lovely!!!" Kenzi who was still busy looking around was unaware of the grunts Reyhan was making. His eyes still continued to research every corner of the place that was famous as the meeting place of this soul mate.

Until their steps stopped at a point. The Wall of Love or Le Mur Des Je T'aime . Located in Abbesses, Montmarte, the wall called “le mur des je t’aime” is the work of Claire Kito and Frederic Baron, which is a wall measuring 40 square meters (4×10 meters) and was built in 2000. This wall is in the form of 511 slabs that say “I love you” which is repeated from 250 languages around the world. Reportedly, this place is where couples from all over the world meet.

"We can read that, right?" reyhan asked as he embraced Kenzi's shoulder cordially. The woman leaned her head on Reyhan's shoulder, staring at the wall of love in front of them with a look of admiration.

"I love you, Bunny" said Kenzi with a sweet smile.

"I love that call, I love you more" a kiss Reyhan gave Kenzi's lips, no matter how many visitors there were around. I really don't know shame.

After taking pictures and seeing every plate on the wall of love, Reyhan and Kenzi decided to 'go out' somewhere else. Enjoying the cool breeze as well as the falling snow, Reyhan held Kenzi on his back as the woman complained of aches.

Many pairs of eyes were staring at them, but Reyhan did not care. As long as Kenzi is happy, swimming in the water comberan he did.

"You are heavy as well" Reyhan said in a joking tone. There's no way Kenzi is heavy, just 1 spoon.

"What's heavy, what's important is beautiful" Reyhan can only shake his head when he sees Kenzi narcissistic disease that never heals, even more so.

"Well, you'll have to fuck me!!!" reyhan exclaimed with a meaningful smile that definitely could not be seen by Kenzi who was behind.

"Pijit plus-plus.." Reyhan's inner voice while giggling amusedly.

"Yes.I am a good wife, always obey the husband" said Kenzi.

Reyhan smiled winning. He kept walking, no matter which leg was almost dislodged. The important thing will be the malem in pijit.. plus-plus, so Reyhan thought.

Eventually they stopped at a cafe. Reyhan dropped Kenzi off on the terrace. The two of them entered, ordered chocolate panss then sat down on a chair.

"Ken, tomorrow we have to go home. Faiz was nervous, in the office there was a problem so I had to go home to handle everything" Reyhan said suddenly.

Kenzi who was drinking hot chocolate stopped. He looked at Reyhan, with eyes squinting at a sign of dislike.

"Kok that?!. Honeymoon is still 4 days!!" hiss Kenzi in an irritated tone.

Reyhan grabbed Kenzi's hand, grasping it gently as the woman showed a sullen face.

"Yes, I know. But how else, in the company there is massive corruption. There's no way I could have just handled it all myself, it's a serious matter Yang" Reyhan said gently. He knows his wife is a cockroach. Ehh?

Kenzi let out a long sigh before finally nodding.

"OK, tomorrow we go home" Kenzi said, forcing a smile.

"Thank you you already know me" Reyhan said with a smile.

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The city of Paris has never been empty. As the center of world fashion and also the residence of leading and prestigious fashion houses, of course, Paris is always crowded with people who are busy with world affairs.

Reyhan and Kenzi get off a taxi right in front of a Paris destination, the Champ Elysees

Paris also has an elite area, the Champ Elysees. At night, the light of lights and vehicles passing by will make this place even more stunning. Along this area, lined cafes and shops, ranging from perfumes, bags, to goods with other famous brands.

Kenzi pulled Reyhan's hand to enter the shops lined up there. His female soul churned when he saw the number of branded bags and also other trinkets in plain sight. Kenzi was busy picking and sorting while Reyhan faithfully tailed behind him.

Some bags and clothes from the fashion house Saint Lauren, brand ambassador Rose Blackpink has been in the canton of Kenzi to take home. Now his gaze was fixed on the collection of watches lined up neatly. The desire to buy also appeared at that time. Hurriedly he groped Reyhan's hand, inviting the man to take a look.

"Bunny, which bag?" asked Kenzi while showing off two watches branded the same color with black and brown.

"That's a good item" Reyhan replied.

Kenzi's forehead shriveling. In his eyes the two watches were once again to be sure.

"But I think the bagusan brown" he said which made Reyhan want to turn over.

"Keep why did it go to me Neng?!!!" his Reyhan in heart.

"Yaudah, buy some chocolate" Reyhan relented. Impatiently what try?!!

"Emmm, buy two. The brown you are, the color of my item" the more curly Reyhan's hair is. Want to scold but his own wife, so not so.

"Serah lo deh Ken, WHATEVER. The important thing will be a plus-plus incandescent malem" Reyhan screams in the heart.

"You're up to you" Reyhan replied, which made Kenzi cheer. It's time for the husbands to do the job, pay the bills. Reyhan took out a blackcard from his wallet. To be able to bring home the chosen goods of the curated wife, he had to spend hundreds of millions for the goods. Gapapa, dear wife is his name.

The shopping event is over. When in the City of Paris, it is incomplete if not stop at a phenomenal destination that is there, the Eiffel Tower.

The iron tower with a height of 30 meters was stunning in the middle of the City. Built on the Champ de Mars on the banks of the Seine River, Paris, the tower has become a global icon of France and one of the most famous structures in the world. Especially at night, the lights contained in the tower increasingly add to the beauty of the tower.

Reyhan and Kenzi stand face to face in front of the tower and a photographer is in charge of photographing the happy couple. One photo was successfully printed. Now changing poses, Kenzi climbed onto Reyhan's shoulders with both of his legs dangling in front of the man's chest. A happy smile rose on the faces of the two. This is the last tomb and the most beautiful night they spent during their honeymoon.

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Reyhan led Kenzi into the room without removing the link of their lips. His hands began to strip the clothes attached to the woman's body one by one. Slowly and carefully, he laid Kenzi's body on the bed. Their breath is hunting, they both want more than this.

"I want you" Reyhan whispered right in Kenzi's ear. The man's eyes blackened, the feeling he could no longer suppress.

Kenzi nodded in response. The green light was already in the can, little brother Reyhan who was already standing upright like bamboo cheered happily. Sports night finally began.

Outside the snowfall, but the air in this room feels very hot due to the struggle of two different types of people who have not finished. Sweat drenched Reyhan and Kenzi's bodies, their breaths both breathless, even more than people who ran a marathon from sabang to merauke.

Reyhan laid his body beside Kenzi as the release arrived. He brought it out inside, hoping that the seed would grow and develop into the little creatures that adorn their lives.

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