Erstwhiles
40. Photoshoot Weding

For about four hours they had to pose in front of the camera. Sometimes take a break to fix your makeup or change your costume. Lots of beautiful dots that can be used as a background for their photos. Even the expertise of the photographer taking pictures from several angles. Karel really totality facilitated the taking of that picture. Not only drones, he even provides helicopters for shooting from above.

"Drink?" Karel offers Acha a bottle. I don't know why Karel has become so sweet and considerate lately. Yes, even though the humidity rate is increasing day by day.

"Thank you" Acha drank the isotonic drink straight from the bottle.

Looking at the sweaty hairs on Acha's forehead, Karel took a tissue from her pocket and gently wiped it away. The scorching sun of tropical islands is indeed very sultry. Moreover, Acha must wear clothes that are slightly exposed, causing sunburn to make her skin a little hot. Unasked, Karel used whatever he could find around him to fan Acha.

"Are we acting as a romantic couple now?" satirize the woman.

"Is this romantic?" Karel kept fanning Acha. Even he was blocking the scorching sunlight that wanted to sting his skin. Occasionally he also allowed Acha's hair to be toyed with the breeze of the beach. Anyone who sees will be envious. "Romantic is like this" Karel's lips went forward kissing Acha's lips.

The girl closed her mouth. He looked around making sure no one saw their behavior at this shooting break.

"Stop stealing my kisses!" Acha command.

"Why indeed? I love stealing your kisses."

"We're not lovers!"

"I don't need to be a couple to kiss. I like to kiss beautiful women. And you're very, very pretty" seduced the man.

"Basic jerk!"

"If I'm a jerk, I'm gonna find another beautiful woman for me. Don't we already have an agreement not to connect**** with others?"

"What does kissing have to do with ****?"

"Kiss, ****, skinship, you yourself know I'm a man with a high libido. How can I not touch a woman in a day? Because you forbid me from touching another woman, so you're responsible."

"Sucks," Acha screeched.

"Hey, by the way about ****.." Karel looked around, making sure no one was watching them, "how about we disappear for a while. Doing **** in the open will be very challenging."

"You crazy? I don't want to!" the girl did not think.

"Come on, you just haven't felt the sensation. It's gonna trigger adrenaline."

"You are stubborn. Yesterday you said you didn't want to mess with mine, but what, last night you actually stumbled on mine to swallow the liquid!"

Afraid of sounding people, Acha puffed Karel's stupid mouth with her hands. "Deflect your voice. That last night was because you set me up."

Karel lowered Acha's hand which silenced her and whispered, "But you like it right? How does it feel to swallow my fluids?"

"Asin," Acha's answer makes Karel tick.

"You want some more?"

"Not now."

Karel flicked his finger, "You're hooked, right?"

"Karel lower your voice!"

"How about tonight?" Karel lowered his voice.

"You are really!" snarl.

"OK it tonight!" Karel decided as he pleased.

"Carel!"

"Yes baby?" karel's tone made Acha soften. The man could play with his mood like a roller coaster.

"Get me a cold drink!" Acha tried to cover the red of the tomato that was fondling her cheeks.

"As your wish princess!" Karel stepped into the drink box. But as he passed Acha's shoulder, he paused for a moment to land a kiss on her cheek. "You are breathing, as always," he whispered before passing away.

Why does this tropical island suddenly feel hotter for Acha? To the extent that he fanned himself to neutralize the red color on his cheeks.