Because I Love You
Tashkent

The trip to Uzbekistan is quite long, more than twenty hours really utilized Richie and Tori spend time in bed. First night on the clouds because they used Tori's private jet? of course not, it was just wishful thinking, that there were both sound asleep all the way because they were really tired after the marriage contract and reception, not to mention the previous daily activities that took time and energy both.

Richie awakens when his room is tapped by the flight attendant on duty, telling him that the plane is about to land. His wife still seemed comfortable hugging the bolster, not bothered by the sound of knocking and her husband's conversation with the air crew on duty.

"Breads..." Richie wake Tori.

"Hmm.." didn't take long to touch his shoulder that was patted Richie, Tori immediately made a sound.

"It's about to land." Richie reminds Tori.

"Where?" not yet collected his life.

"Look at you." Richie replied laughing.

"Hug me, Chie." Tori's eyes closed on Richie who followed Tori's wishes, Richie immediately hugged Tori who was still lying down.

"Wanna take a shower?" take Richie, they must prepare themselves, because it will soon arrive in Bukhara Uzbekistan. The choice of a honeymoon is unique because Richie invited his wife to visit the tomb of Imam Bukhari a famous narrator who is amazing smart.

"Still sleepy, Chie." Rengek Tori moved a little and then held her arms back to Richie.

"Wake up, this isn't home." Richie began to get anxious with his wife who slightly did not have the effect of drowsiness.

"We slept for almost twenty hours, you said you were still sleepy?" Richie shook his head.

"You give me sleeping pills? how come I'm so sleepy, amazing?" accuse Tori.

"Not to be given sleeping pills, you are also a sleepy wotiii." Richie chuckles.

"Ichie, hug me." he whined to Richie.

"From that moment I reached it, this is my waist hurt hugging you in this position." complained Richie release his embrace slowly.

"I take a shower first, if you're still sleepy." Richie finally decided to let Tori sleep first, they need extra energy for a long trip.

"Fuck..."

"No need." declined Richie feel uncomfortable if you have to toilet alone with Tori, especially on the clouds, certainly not as comfortable if at home alone. He immediately took a quick shower so that he could alternate with Tori and when he got off the plane later they were fresh and ready to adventure.

"This is my first time in Uzbekistan, what's the matter?" tanyaTori told Richie when they got off the plane and is now on their way to the first destination.

"I'm a first time, Tashkent" replied Richie smilingly confirming the spelling Tori asked. They're landing in Tashkent right now. Tomorrow we'll head to Samarkand.

"Is this Chie's romantic atmosphere here, until you want us to honeymoon here?" ask Tori.

"Wherever can we make romantic bread, you want romantic how?" richie whispered making Tori smile with a flushed face.

"But Bread, we just think of traveling right now, we need extra energy here because traveling from one place to another takes a long time."

"Not to be duren?" tanya Tori makes Richie stupefied and shakes his wife's head. What the language is divided by duren, must be the contagion of Bima and others, thought Richie laughing amusedly.

"Which duren wants to be split?"

"Aish use the question again, the plane does not so, the time here is also not so." grumbled Tori.

"So you want us to be at the hotel today? don't explore Tashkent?" asked Richie smiling.

"Ish, I also want to go for a walk, a long trip to the room, we can do it later tonight." whispered Tori teasingly afraid to be heard by the driver who brought them, who said, he also does not understand Indonesian.

"Blame me *****? you're the same, we're sleeping on the plane, not just me."

"Yes, I follow you to draw the Bread" replied Richie beralibi, Tori grinned made.

"Four hours in the afternoon it's impossible to explore Tashkent today." Tori showed the clock to Richie.

Can you find a good place to eat?

Richie typed the writing into the translate app from Indonesian to Uzbek and showed the driver who brought them the thumbs up. Previously Richie's friend who lived in Tashkent who would drive them around Uzbekistan, what turned out to be a sudden power he had to leave for Rome, as an apology he sent the facility following the driver, as well, it's just that the driver can only speak Uzbek, while Richie Dan Tori can't, so they use the translate application on the phone that is very helpful.

You can eat here, enjoy, please Send a message if you have finished eating, I will pick up in the Lobby.

Driver shows the writing on his app, Richie smiles and then changes his thumbs up.

"Let's eat some Uzbek food." take Richie to his wife.

"Where have we eaten?" ask Tori.

"Find Tori Mosque, we missed a lot of prayers because we fell asleep on the plane, remember?"

"We have prayed Isha."

"Continue?"

"Means we miss the dawn and Dzuhur, find the musholla first here Chie, later we will eat behind our prayers." Tori scratched her head, regretting sleeping so hard.

"Come on." Richie was a little confused looking for musholla at the place of eating considering he could not speak Uzbek. Again remove the translate application ask one of the visitors passing by.

"There's a back, let me drop off." Richie and Tori were lucky to meet an English-speaking mother.

"Thank you Mother." Richie nodded his head in pleasure.

"First time to Tashkent huh? this is a very pleasant place, tomorrow you have to go to Charvak lake and Chimgan mountain." The mother immediately promoted tourist attractions frequented by foreign tourists.

"Yes, we'll be there." Richie replied, while Tori listened, let her husband actively interact. After taking Richie and Tori to Musholla, he left them.

"Thank God to meet good people." Tori breathed a sigh of relief after performing the prayers of dawn, Dzhuhur and Ashar, either what not Tori and Richie know that sleeping still do the prayers left behind, may Allah accept my prayers and my Wife, may Allah accept my prayers, richie's prayer in his heart.

"Start yeay culinary." began to come out the centilnya Tori, he did not use sexy clothes here, even manners dress covered and cover his head with pashmina although many are not hijab like in Indonesia.

"You're beautiful like this Bread." Richie was happy to see Tori's current performance.

"Newly aware? where the hell was that?" ask Tori for being praised by Richie now.

"So no prayer, so no whudunya" replied Richie made Tori terbahak.

"If my look is like this you're happy not to?" ask Tori.

"It must be nice dong, surely Baen and the children are stunned to see you." Richie replied chuckling, recalling the behavior of Baen, Tori and the children.

"Opa and Oma must also be stunned" Tori replied grinningly recalling the non-Muslim Opa Mario and Oma Regina.

"The genies used to be like them." Richie gave advice.

"I'm married, I just need my husband's permission" Tori replied, making Richie embrace and kiss his wife's forehead, forgetting that they're in a country where they don't yet know the culture.