Forced to Marry Om Om
45. Bali

Makoto looked at Aoi who was still fast asleep. "Darling? Get up, let's get ready. Faster better Aoi, though now it's 4 in the morning. Let's get up," with her soft voice like a melodious song in the morning, Aoi still slept.

Makoto sighed, had to use any other way for his wife to wake up?

Makoto had a brilliant idea, he was approaching and getting closer. Till...

Cup.

Just a brief kiss on the lips.

Aoi widened her eyes. The chewy and sweet thing was as good as a forehead stuck to his lips. Sure enough, the suspect is Makoto.

"You kissed me anyway? Yeah gak-"

"Can," Makoto smiled mischievously. "Who can't say? We're Aoi's legal."

Aoi clucked in annoyance. "Why not wake up in a voice?"

"You're hard to wake up. Let's take a shower," Makoto asked who had suddenly made Aoi's eyes widened in disbelief.

"You mean take a shower? Heh! Take a shower there! Mending I continued to sleep again," Aoi again threw herself together with the pillow and blanket.

"Sleep again? Oh dare yes. Really stubborn I carried you to kam-"

"No need!" Aoi moved from her bed. 'Little sling, kiss. Huh will become a habit, try if not married to him. My sleep must have been longer, Aoi's inner.

After an hour later, Aoi brought her own suitcase bag even though Makoto wanted to offer to be helped to be rejected as raw as my call was diverted every time.

"That's Aoi's weight, here I am," Makoto followed Aoi's steps, now in the living room preparing to leave with Amschel and Karin.

Aoi refused. "So!" strictly full of emphasis. "I can do it myself" Aoi brought the suitcase a little overwhelmed, carrying a lot of clothes as well as some other girl needs.

Amschel and Karin came from the dining room.

"Non't have breakfast? Go straight away?" ask Karin.

Aoi shook her head. "I can't wait to go to Indonesia, especially Bali. After I searched the internet nice scenery especially fitting on the sunset beach. So impatient."

"Can't wait to give your grandchild?" goda Amschel with his smirk smile.

"Dad! That's not! I'm gonna want a vacation not to make a cu-"

"Darling, your father is carrying a grandchild" Makoto clasped Aoi's waist.

Aoi felt uneasy. "What the hell is it about me"

"Aoi, don't call Makoto om. Mas or not dear to be friendly dong," advice Amschel very brilliant.

"If you don't call mas or darling, report to your father?" sahut Karin with his crescent moon smile.

Aoi pouted, complaining again. Ah Makoto, always getting her father's fashion permit. Just look at Bali later.

***

Because it does not want complicated, Amschel has prepared a private helicopter blue sea.

Aoi sighed, it was better to get on a plane than a helicopter belonging to her father.

'There is a mood added Awkard. Ck, bummer!' aoi's curse in her heart.

Amschel and Karin say goodbye.

"Be careful in the air lanes, son Makoto. Take good care of Aoi, don't forget the twin girls' grandchildren, "Karin smiled faintly.

Aoi wanted to protest but Makoto had already smothered her mouth.

"Ready ma yah. Just wait for the good news," Makoto holding Aoi's hand entered the helicopter.

During the air travel, Aoi was more silent. Makoto stole a glance, his wife was pouting.

"Oh yes, your father has rented a luxury villa there. You'll love it" Makoto refocused on controlling the helicopter.

"Your father is very good until the helicopter pinjemin. Why don't you ride your lamborghini?"

Aoi stared at Makoto fiercely. "You want to go to the sea? From Japan to Indonesia?"

Makoto chuckles. He shook. "Son dong darling. But if you build a thousand temples would. Because I really love you," Makoto looked at Aoi fixedly, her gaze met with that beautiful blue lens.

Aoi clucked in annoyance. "Not to be a dreadlocks. Am I directly baper? It's not that easy, Markonah."

"Mending you sleep instead of sprains. When I arrived in Bali, I woke up. Sleep huh? Sleeping cup cup cup," Makoto nina bobo kan Aoi.

"You if again crank and soils that I become more gemes. Pingin pinched his cheeks afraid of getting hit. Hadeh, my wife is a kick boxer, "Makoto can't wait to get to the destination.

***

"Whoi? Wake up, we are in Bali. Come down," Makoto patted Aoi on the cheek, his wife wriggling.

"What's? I'm still sleepy to know," Aoi closed her eyes again.

"Later to buy meatballs with chicken noodles. Come on, I'm carrying here," Makoto persuaded Aoi, sure enough the two blue eyes of the sea were perfectly open.

Aoi just looked at Makoto's face, her heart was ice-degan wrong.

'Why did I realize that Makoto is handsome? What the hell! Still handsome Aldebaran with Ryuji, Aoi's mind, he looked the other way.

Feeling fixed, Makoto mocked Aoi, his wife even beat her hand to put it down.

"Yes I'm handsome. Just realized, huh?"

"No need to geer. I saw the scenery, it's so beautiful than looking at your face," he was upset.

"That's our villa. You take a shower first, right? Let me eat the food" Makoto dropped Aoi off. "I'll wait at the dinner table. If you don't know how to yell like this is my husband where are you?"

Aoi clucked in annoyance. "Y," he answered as briefly as the school-age monkey's love.

Inside the room, Aoi laid herself down for a moment.

Aoi breathed in that extremely cold air. "Adem is here too? Not kayaking in Japan is sometimes hot and sometimes cold. The weather is also good," Aoi really wants to stay in Bali, especially close to the beach a little away from the noise of vehicles in the city.

While Makoto sat alone waiting for Aoi, fast food was ready.

"Got long? Dandan time?"

"I'll just wait here" Makoto struggled with her cell phone, checking her work for the next few days. He asked his father for permission.

"My husband? Where are you?!"

The sound of a call from Aoi made Makoto's gaze turn to look around.

"You're straight Aoi I'm in the dining room" Makoto said.

Aoi walked straight, this big villa making her somewhat confused with some other rooms.

"Later in the night you slept in so-"

"Yourselves. Yesterday I slept on the couch, now I don't. It's not just Aoi's vacation, it's her honeymoon" Makoto said, maybe Aoi's not ready.

Aoi sighed. "Why did you ask for twin grandchildren? Girl guy again. It's easy bi-"

"Mildly," Makoto smiled meaningfully.

Aoi. 'What the hell? Why is my heart not broken? Did I start falling in love with Makoto?' inner Aoi wondered.

Aoi shook her head. "No way."

"What?" Makoto frowned confusedly. "Make the twins you mean?" guess it's so wrong.

Aoi prepared to throw her spoon, but Makoto held her hand.

"Don't be angry dong dear young spiffy later."

"Two!" aoi's correction was upset half-and-half.

Makoto laughed at Aoi's annoyed face. Her beauty has increased many times.

"Yuk eat. Let's have our malem later"

"Yes have eaten. Why talk about malem?" Aoi wanted to disappear this time as well.

Makoto nodded. "Yes, yeah."

***

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Sunday 13 June 6:46 am

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