Dilemmas
Sweet Tea Strange Taste

After lunch, Bagas and Moetia decided to take a walk around the beach because the weather was quite friendly. Not too hot, even a little cloudy.

Along the way they join hands, occasionally Bagas steals to kiss Moetia's cheek that meets red because Bagas just keeps calling her my wife along the way.

The cloud became more dense, Bagas invited Moetia back to their inn.

Moetia slowly stopped her steps, she looked towards the tidal sea.

Until the waves hit his feet very tight.

"What's wrong?" ask Bagas.

"It looks like it's going to plug in, are we safe staying at the inn? our inn is over the sea!" ask Moetia.

Bagas smiled.

"Let's calm dear, the building stands on a solid foundation, otherwise it might have been for many years still standing solidly despite being erected on the sea!" clear Bagas.

Moetia nodded in understanding, she was worried.

Bagas clasped Moetia's hands and kissed her affectionately.

"Our marriage will also be like that, a very strong foundation of love will make us both able to face all obstacles even storms that occur in the future" said Bagas full of confidence.

Moetia smiled hearing what Bagas had just said.

Bagas hugged him and they both looked towards the sea, the occasional roar of the waves sweeping their feet.

"Did you remember, we met at the beach at night?" ask Bagas.

Moetia nodded slowly,

"Since then I can't stop thinking about you!" i'm Bagas.

Moetia fell silent and looked at the bead of swept eyes belonging to Bagas.

"I'm kind of bewitched by you, ever since I first touched your hand, it feels like I want to always touch it, something's lacking when you're away from me!" continue Bagas.

Bagas touched Moetia's soft face, and,

"I seem to have fallen in love with you my wife!" said Soft Bagas.

Bagas brought his forehead closer to Moetia's forehead, he was already relieved to pour out all his heart to that much-loved woman.

"Moetia, whatever happens in the future. Or after we get back to Bandung, promise me, never leave me!" pinta Bagas with soft voice and sad eyes.

Moetia smiled, though,

"I promise, no matter what happens I will never leave you, even if you ask!" moetia.

"Am I not sane? how could I ask you to leave!" rebut Bagas.

Moetia just smiled then hugged Bagas. They spend time chatting and continue down the beach.

Until the drizzle came down and Bagas took Moetia's hand and invited her to run to the inn.

Before Bagas and Moetia reached their inn, it was raining heavily.

The two of them became soaked when they arrived at the inn.

"Sorry baby, you're soaking wet like this!" sesal Bagas tried to sweep away the water that soaked Moetia's hair and face.

"It's okay, let's get in. We have to shower and wash our hair, or we'll get the flu!" moetia.

Bagas immediately opened the door of the inn and picked up a towel for Moetia.

"You first!" yelling Bagas put the towel he took earlier to Moetia's head.

Moetia smiled, though,

"All right!" moetia answered and went into the bathroom.

While Moetia was bathing, Bagas went to the kitchen area and prepared a warm sweet tea for his beloved wife.

Bagas picked up the clean cup that was on the plate rack on the table.

Bagas heats the water and opens the sugar jar.

Bagas thought of making a special tea for his wife.

He put tea, sugar, milk and added a little pepper into a pot that already contained boiling water.

What Bagas thought was that by adding pepper, his tea would warm Moetia even more.

Bagas sifted the tea into the cup, without tasting it he simply smelled the fresh aroma of the tea.

Bagas brought the tea into the room and placed it on the Moetia dressing table.

Bagas took a piece of paper and a pen and wrote,

Bagas placed the piece of paper containing his romantic words under the teacup he had prepared for Moetia.

Bagas immediately picked up a change of clothes and waited for Moetia to come out of the bathroom.

A few seconds later Moetia came out,

"Fast fast!" bagas.

"It's done!" answer Moetia.

Bagas then dipped Moetia's cheeks quickly before entering the bathroom.

Moetia just smiled at Bagas's behavior which she thought was so funny, and Moetia liked it so much.

Moetia walked towards the dressing table. A smile returned to his lips when he saw a cup of warm tea and a piece of paper underneath.

Moetia grabbed the paper and read it, her smile widening. Because he was so happy that he dipped the paper.

'Bagas, you're so romantic. Do I have to start calling her husband!' inner Moetia.

Moetia knocked on her head with her own hands.

"What am I thinking?" he murmured with a face that had met red.

Moetia then went back to look at the writing, she took her red lipstick and put it on.

After polishing the lipstick on her lips she again dyed the paper.

Moetia's lips stuck perfectly there.

He sat down and drank the tea Bagas had made, but..

The pruftt!

Moetia spouted out another tea that she had just drank.

"Em, what the hell is this?" moetia grumbled while wiping her lips.

Moetia put the cup back in place and dried her hair and combed it. Moetia let her long hair unravel just like that.

Moments later Bagas came out of the bathroom in a t-shirt and shorts.

"Darling, have you had your tea?" tanya Bagas while drying her wet hair with a towel.

Moetia actually wanted to protest because Bagas made tea was very strange, sweet but strange.

Moetia turned around, though,

"Then, thank you very much." cried Moetia.

"How does it feel?" tanya Bagas approached Moetia and then kissed the top of her head.

Moetia was at a loss to answer him how,

"Bagas, what are you putting in that cup?" asked Moetia softly.

Bagas scrunched his forehead, his,

"Did it taste bad? I'll try it!" exclaim Bagas approaching the dressing table.

But before Bagas grabbed the teacup that was on the table.

Moetia hugged him from behind.

"It's not like that, I'm just asking what are you putting in that cup? it feels so special, I thought you put love seasoning in it?" moetia asked to prevent Bagas from drinking his strange tea.

Moetia did not want Bagas to feel sad because the drink she had worked so hard to make tasted bad.

Bagas turned around and rubbed Moetia's head gently.

"Darling, you're seducing me, aren't you?" ask Bagas with a grinning smile.

Moetia smiled clumsily, it seemed like she had already mispronounced.

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