Hot Couple: Inspiration From God (I Love You, Ustadz!)
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The next day we woke up and ordered breakfast through room service. Breakfast by ten in the morning. How not to get up in the afternoon if Mas Ilham took advantage of this honeymoon moment to make out with me at every opportunity? Even after dawn.

Mas Ilham knew that it was better not to sleep again after dawn, but that's okay he said because this is our relaxing moment and he wanted to accompany me to sleep. The reason is, if you lack sleep, I will drop. The Inspiration of understanding. He was willing to accompany me in bed while hugging me, until finally he fell asleep with me.

Well, I ate a Belgian waffle with some strawberries. Mas Ilham ate omelets of mushrooms and cheese, french fries, sausages, toast, pies, and coffee. Haha. A lot of it, yes, eat it. Recharge the energy that has been drained? Eh?

After taking a shower, I relaxed in the room in the hotel's soft white room coat, while we decided what to do for the rest of the morning, because the thanksgiving event organized by Mas Ilham's friends will be noon, around two local time.

There was no plan, that was the end. We're just gonna laze around today. For the streets tomorrow-tomorrow said Mas Ilham. I agree, whatever he wants.

"Well, if we stay here long enough, how? You agree too, don't you?"

I tilted my head to the left and took a deep breath. "meaning? How long is it?"

"Maybe a month, two months, or more. Until we get bored, until you miss and ask to go home. How's it?"

Just sec. I thought for a moment, and I finally thought it was a pretty good plan. "But what about Mas Ilham's work in pesantren?"

"Easy. I'll just have to tell Abi that I can't be active because I still want to be here with my dear wife."

Uuh. so sweet....

I nodded in agreement. We also discussed where we would live. I thought about everything, he said. He'll take me to live in Mill Valley for a while, neighborly to his friend. There is a small house that is not occupied because the owner moved some time ago. We'll lease it for a while.

"What's the reason?"

"Why do you want us to stay here long?"

"It's okay, honey...." He reached out, pulled my waist until I was interested and in his arms. "I love it here, because I can see my wife as calm and comfortable as this. And you're happy."

Ah, Mas Ilham. It must be comfortable if he puts me where the facilities are sufficient, and there he is as a perfecter of everything. This includes Mill Valley, which is across from the Golden Gate Bridge, which we visited during the day.

That day the sky was clear, the color of the water, the strong wind pulled our car to the left and inflated the sails of the boats under the bridge and made it slide across the bay.

"Beautiful, huh?" I said. "I like the view."

The Inspiration smiled. "It wouldn't be this beautiful if you weren't by my side."

"Oh, molly! You're this, yeah."

I smiled, and my smile grew because of the silly romantic behavior of Mas Ilham who grabbed and kissed the back of my hand. Shame on the driver sitting behind the wheel.

Huh! I tried to distract myself with the scenery we passed as we exited 101 at Stinson Beach and followed the signs for about five kilometers to Mill Valley, there is a beautiful city there, complete with markets, a cinema, small shops selling souvenirs and various trinkets, a number of Italian restaurants, and bookstores and cafes. There was a horde of mountain bikers gathering in the field, and almost everyone I saw must have led anjin* or a child. Fresh air. It seems like living here is fun.

Ah, wherever as long as it is with Mas Ilham, I will consider it like heaven. He made my world so beautiful. Perfect.