CEO's Dream Cully
Three Color Lake

POV Author

After buying a ticket, Lintang car drove back down a paved road that is not too wide, maybe only a range of 3 meters. The road is winding long and getting uphill. The car stopped at the end of the road and pulled over.

"Wahh beautiful.." Lyra got down from the car and looked at the astonished expanse of the lake while raising both hands high to stretch her tired muscles on the way.

"May you like it, dear." Latitude Whispers in Lyra's Ear.

"Like it, Mas. All my years have never been recreation to tourist attractions because of the lack of financial father. You take me to the night market or see the rice fields if you want to entertain me. Thanks, Mas. I was so happy, "the tears were flowing on Lyra's white cheeks feeling the happiness of infinity.

"It's called a three-color lake. The color is red, yellow, green like the color of traffic light. You are free if you want to play jetski, ride a water bike, try a banana boat, or want to try extreme sports such as flying fox maybe," Lintang smiled to see the excitement Lyra felt.

"Where can you try all the games. It's almost late in the afternoon," Lyra's face showed a hint of disappointment.

"Tomorrow can still continue.." Entertain Lintang.

"What do we do?" Lyra's stunned.

"Yes that. Are you strong if you go straight home?, could your semvok vantat be tivis so until home, hahaha." The latitude again chuckled whenever it teased Lyra.

"Yeee isn't this semokk mah, but sexeh.." Lyra's son-in-law was spontaneous.

"Well then?, see where vantat seksehnyaa?" back Lintang not bored flirting.

"Ish shame, what the hell!" Lyra gave a sadistic look, Latang immediately kept silent as soon as she remembered her tiger stick that was fainting.

There are no hotels there. Lyra repeatedly looked at the houses lined around the lake with a considerable distance from one house to another, but still he did not find a building that read the hotel in front of him.

"That's called Villa. We'll spend the night there. You are free to choose which Villa you like," Lintang explained pointing to the rowed houses that Lyra had seen.

"Home?, two?. Oh no no no. Lyra doesn't want to. What if I get out of control and do something that doesn't?!" spontaneously Lyra shook her head.

"Ga. Our room is different. If you do not believe, just lock the room from the inside," Lintang mouth said pretentious iyes, even though the tiger stick was immediately lemes and felt apes.

"Ok anyway, no problem. But our clothes were not brought," continued Lyra with back pouting.

"It's easy, buy it here." The latitude of the bell saw Lyra's confusion.

"Ga ah's. Unfortunately, the clothes are only used once, until the house is stored in the closet, it's called waste!" reject Lyra.

"It's the CEO's girlfriend who's really nervous," Lintang's turn is now confused.

"Let's say Mas is the President, still can't that's called waste. What would this country be if its leaders were wasteful." Lyra protested dislike.

"Hadohh sayangkuh, cintakuh. Why bring the name of the country is just a matter of clothes. Yes, I will ask the team to take clothes at home and bring them here. Beres the Boss," Latitude snickered.

"That's it Mr. President," Lyra smiled without sin.

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