
At 7:00 am......Aditya sits on the sofa waiting for Kyra who is still ready – ready in her room. Aditya looks very upset because he was right – bought a ticket by his mother and he had to take a flight at 9:00 am.
Ms. Sintya did deliberately buy them a vacation ticket and not let them board a Private Plane, of course it was her assistant's idea. He told his employer, if they want to get closer they must start from there so they can understand each other with the life of each – each. Not only does Kyra have to understand Aditya's life but Aditya also has to understand Kyra's life which is all ordinary unlike Aditya which is all available.
***
Aditya was now talking to himself with a face filled with annoyance, he felt that he had been played with by his mother.
“Sial...why the mother did not ask to take a private plane, he said this is all grandmother's wishes, if me and Kyra should enjoy my vacation like ordinary people. Do I have to insist – urges also queue at the airport let alone tickets economy tickets. What does all this mean, did mom deliberately play tricks on me because she often denied it. Everything he said must be related to grandma, grandma's time could ever let me jostle – urges at the Airport?” he muttered in annoyance.
He looked back, looking at his room, whether Kyra had gone out. “The child where the hell is?” muttered. He called Kyra. “Kyra...quickly, we are already late this” his cry called Kyra.
Kyra comes out of her room in a white T-shirt combined with a jeans jacket and jeans. He pulled his suitcase towards Aditya.
“This is only 8 Dit” said Kyra while looking at her watch that is circular in her right hand.
“We have to take a taxi there, not to mention Check In keep checking barang”
“We'll ride your car just so fast”
“You put where the car is if we are there, we do not have a driver” he said with annoyance. “We now it's hard again so just accept the situation”
“I'm not a problem, I just don't think if you want to take a taxi there let alone do you have your own driver that you can call anytime”
“No need to worry, your favorite in-laws who forbid drivers here” he said. He put on his sunglasses while walking out of his apartment.
“Iih very rough the same mami” muttered with a pouting face while walking behind Aditya.
While in front, Aditya waits for the taxi he ordered with Kyra. Shortly after the taxi came, the driver immediately went down to enter all – items belonging to Aditya and Kyra. Both of them got into the taxi. After the taxi driver put the goods in, he got into the car and drove his car to the airport.
In the car
“Did you not forget to bring your passport?” ask Aditya seriously.
“No....everything is in tas” with a big smile.
“Why are you smiling so widely, are you so happy to go on holiday to America?” ask Aditya seriously.
“It's a pleasure...I can meet my sister there” she replied with a smile.
“Huh” while turning her face towards the car glass window. While Kyra continued to smile broadly while remembering her who was going to meet her sister.
After a few minutes of travel, they arrived at the airport. The two of them got out of the car and took their suitcases and entered the airport. Aditya and Kyra run inside while pulling her suitcase as they are almost late.
Once inside, they immediately Check In and then walk to the Waiting Room. Not waiting long, they got on the plane and sat in the plane seat.
***
During the 16-hour journey, they arrived in America......Aditya was very upset when he arrived at New York City's John F Kennedy International Airport. How not to be upset, during the 16-hour trip from Indonesia to America, he just sat down without being able to lay down his body comfortably while all this time, he always boarded a plane whose facilities are very luxurious. All his body was very sick from sitting for – hours let alone Kyra fell asleep on the plane without caring about her who was restless sitting on the plane at that time.
***
Aditya is now standing in front of the airport with Kyra, they are waiting for the hotel pickup car that has been ordered by her mother.
“My body is sick all because – for sitting for – hours on the plane, How can this tomboy girl sleep well with a situation like this” in Aditya's heart while holding her sore waist.
Kyra looked at Aditya who was holding her waist like she was in pain. He then asked about his condition.
“What's Dit...Do you get sick?” ask Kyra curiously.
“Of course it hurts, 16 hours in the plane Just sitting without being able to move freely. You are not in pain”.
“Sick anyway...but I can still hold it because I've been used to feeling the pain of the whole body when I finished working all day” he said.
“In such a sick state, you can still sleep well once” while looking at Kyra.
“Ia...mau how else, I can not resist the sleepiness of”.
Their pickup car arrives, Aditya and Kyra get inside. Mr. Driver went out to help put their goods in the Baggage and got into the car and drove his car to the Hotel owned by Mrs Sintya.
Over the course of an hour, they reached the hotel owned by his mother. The two of them entered greeted by several hotel employees, they then drove Aditya and Kyra into the VIP room that had been arranged by her mother.
Actually the Sinatrians have their own home in America, they also have their own Villa. But Mrs Sintya wants them to stay at the hotel to be more romantic.
***
Aditya and Kyra are already inside the hotel room while the hotel employee who escorted them away leaves them both.
Kyra who was already in the hotel room was very surprised to see her room filled with red roses on the floor and in the mattress.
“How many flowers?” while looking at all the flowers scattered on the floor and on the mattress.
“Indeed you cannot guess that the one who arranged all this is your own mother-in-law” Aditya replied with annoyance.
“Bored I see his face that continues to be upset..when the hell can he smile loosely?” in Kyra's heart while looking at Aditya.
“I want to take a shower first...while I take a shower, you clean the flowers – flowers, dizzy I see it” pinta Aditya.
“My own time that cleanses everything” said Kyra.
“Then who if not you...you are the wife, the task is clean – net”.
“Cih....” reply while glancing at Aditya.
Aditya then stepped foot into the bathroom while Kyra stood up while putting both her hands on her while staring at all the flowers – flowers scattered.
Kyra then started cleaning all the scattered – flowers. After cleaning everything, he put himself on the sofa while taking a long breath.
“Capek once” murmured while leaning his head on the sofa.
Aditya came out of the bathroom in his Hoodie suit. She saw Kyra sitting on the couch.
“What's wrong with you?” ask Aditya seriously.
“I'm tired of cleaning all the roses” replied Kyra who is still with her position.
“Why not just call a Hotel employee to clean it?”
Kyra sat straight up and looked at Aditya.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” ask Aditya while frowning.
“Why didn't you tell me I could call them?”
“What I forced you to clean your own room, I only told you to clean it. You're too stupid”
“Aditya....” call him with a very angry look. “You deliberately want to play me”
“Huh...when did I play you, you were the fool but blamed all your stupidity on others?” with his flat face.
Kyra immediately stood up from her seat and headed for the bathroom with her upset face without caring for Aditya.
While in the bathroom, Kyra was very upset. He looked at himself in the mirror with an angry expression.
“I would love to punch her cold face it” while looking at her face in the mirror. “Sabar Kyra. If you hit him, he would have told his family that I did the KDRT, and I was the one who got blamed”gumamnya while stroking his chest. “I better take a shower with hot water so that my body and mind are refreshed”
Kyra immediately took off all her clothes and went into Bathup which she had filled with hot water.
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