
Next day.
At 7 am Salwa and Tristan are ready to go to the beach. They wear clothes of the same color. Salwa with blue and Tristan with blue T-shirts and black cargo pants.
Salwa was fascinated by her husband's casual appearance this time.
"Honey, why look at me like that?"
"You're so handsome to wear that shirt, Mas?"
"No, open it like that! You're still handsome, dashing, macho, but this time I'd rather be!"
"Then, give me a gift."
Salwa understood what Sua meant...