
The couple, who are on their honeymoon in New York, Sheren and Nathan, are currently on the iconic Broklyn Bridge. Since then, Sheren had been smiling to himself while walking slowly down the bridge, making her husband frown suspiciously.
“You again shadow what, from earlier smile continues?” Nathan took the camera that Sheren held to see the results of the shot of his wife.
“I again shadow you dance here like an Indian artist, Mas. I've seen the actor's Indian film joget-joget here!” sheren said with a wide laugh that could not escape his lips.
The woman had such an amazing imagination that she imagined her husband dancing to mimic the scenes of old movies that had been watched.
“You want me to jog India? Here?” Nathan's face suddenly turned frantic. He could not possibly be willing to do such an embarrassing thing as his wife had imagined.
Sheren was weaving lips and finally sighing with resignation. “He was, Mas. I also do not ask you to ride the bridge continue joget-joget really,” break up Sheren who then sat on an empty bench on the bridge.
Nathan looked around and sat down next to his wife. “Ask any food or drink, dear. Don't ask for anything weird. Shame when you see the Americans,” Nathan said. He took Sheren's hand and held it affectionately.
Inwardly, Nathan was very afraid that Ucup would be punished again for not following his wife's wishes. The man took his wife to the United States to get remission of her sentence. Then, if now he got an additional punishment, wouldn't everything be in vain?
Sheren was silent. However, his silence was not to be angry or disappointed, it was just that he was thinking. Why was everything in her mind always taken seriously by her husband? While Nathan is unresponsive, it is thought that Sheren is disappointed and angry with him.
“Sorry Yes Dear. I didn't mean to make you sprain. I just ...”
“Mas Nathan,” interrupted Sheren who made Nathan speech stop.
“Ya, Dear.” Nathan was still holding his wife's hand and hoping she wouldn't pull out her signature style.
Sheren very spoiledly embraced Nathan's still thumping arm waiting word for word to come out of his wife's mouth. “I'm just halu, Mas, yes I can ask you joget-joget India.”
Sheren's spoiled attitude was certainly beyond Nathan's expectations. The handsome man commented on the joyful smile of being free from the threat of painful punishment. If the Ucup is punished by fasting, isn't that painful?
Sheren smiled again at the husband who he thought was the greatest husband.
“Mas, who am I, there is no way I am that authoritarian. I'm just a wife who wants to live happily in your own way. What is in my delusion, let it be a delusion because for me, you are still special from any angle.”
The expression of Sheren's love in the New York sky that afternoon made Nathan look like he was taken to the ninth sky. He flew freely in the air only because of the kalimata that glided beautifully from the lips of the wife. Although Sheren did not say clearly about his love, but Nathan was very sure, that the woman loved him very much.
“Sheren, I love you,” Nathan said with a happy expression that he could not hide.
Sheren lowered his head with a smile that also rose on her pretty face. “You love me, what Ucup love the Donut?” goda Sheren's.
Nathan immediately knelt before the woman to look back at her eyes. “I'm in real love with you, honey. Not because of Ucup or my illness, but since there was you, I have the passion to live better. And every day, I'm always worried if you leave me.”
Without any more ba-bi-bu, Nathan immediately landed his lips touching his wife's rancid lips. On the bridge, they acknowledged each other's feelings.
“Then look at passers-by, Mas!” Sheren pushes Nathan's body while biting his wet lower lip.
“Why embarrassed? It's a free country, honey,” Nathan retorted as he again landed a kiss on Sheren's lips.
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Dear Nathan joget ala king of Brolywood, in fil Kal ho Na Ho 😂😂😂
Coffee maker don't forget 💋💋💋