Hot Couple: Love Story Inara Season 2
Wedding Gifts

Before returning to my uncle's house, we spent the whole day walking around. First, we went to the Bukit Mutiara Flower Garden. We just took a walk for a while, then sat down and looked at the flower bed with a chat. From several times we went to the flower garden, somehow this time Reza triggered his comments. He said he knew that I really liked flowers, but why is our house either in the village or in Jakarta where there are not many flower plants? I know it's a question, but the impression I get is like a satire or a bad comment.

"Mother and I love flowers very much, but if planted in a pot, it feels less attractive. While our yard is small, it is not possible to plant flowers. We like something like this, all red, all yellow, all white. Especially if it's this wide, right? Yes, except for certain plants, for example, a type of taro or bonsai plants that are special potted plants. Just for the terrace, right? If the plant in a pot is placed in the yard - it is less okay. So in the house there are only a few flower plants. Is that understandable, Mom?"

Reza nodded. "Your tumbens don't travel to the ends. Not bored, right?"

I'm shaking. "No, I'm not bored and I'll never get bored" I said. "But I'm tired."

"Because of me?"

"You think?"

"Pity... want a massage?"

"Emoh! There will be - you make me even more tired."

Reza was grinning widely, but a moment later his expression turned serious. He took my hand and held me tightly. Unfortunately, he hasn't spoken yet - we have to leave. My cousins have been yelling at us to leave the place. We're heading to Pelangi Beach. It's time to play jetski at Ranau Lake.

For your information, guys. Lake Ranau is the second largest lake on the island of Sumatra, after Lake Toba. Like Lake Toba which has Samosir Island in the middle of the lake, like that also Lake Ranau which has Marisa Island which is also a hot spring. The water contains sulfur which is said to be good for curing skin diseases. And the happy news is: recently on the edge of the area of Lake Ranau has been made artificial beach. Yep, Rainbow Beach. But the main point that makes me happy is the existence of jet ski rental facilities. The rates are almost the same as jet ski rentals in Bali, but the duration is longer than if we rent jetski in Bali. And do not worry, in the next few years, there will be access to toll roads that will shorten our distance to get to the tourist sites of Lake Ranau. Fun, right?

"Mas, did you say something?"

"Yeah, then," he said. "We're crazy first."

"Crazy? Whahuh? Don't fuck with you, yeah. I'm tired. Oath," cerocosku. "I can't afford it...."

Reza immediately broke down until his stomach felt pain. "Basic perverted brain!"

"Certainly? You mean what's crazy?"

"Main Jetski, my dear."

"Oh! I thought I was playing it."

Huh! I'm ashamed!

Once we got to Rainbow Beach, we also played jetski. I hugged her body tightly, went crazy with her. Just as Alfie taught Mayra not to waste my life, just like Reza taught me, I must not waste my life. And I'm trying for that. After all, I just have to accept - - because every day Reza showers me with endless happiness. To the extent that I feel --I - the happiest woman in the world.

When we visited Marisa Island, Reza pulled me over, away from the group. He asked me to close my eyes and put something in my palm.

"key? What key is this?"

"Home," he said.

"Home?"

"All right," I said. "Please."

He didn't speak immediately, as if he was thinking about a series of words or like gathering the courage to speak. The effect was like that, but I don't know exactly why the silence was long enough.

"Tell me," I said so he wouldn't hesitate.

He's nodding. "I want to tell you a little bit" he said. "So, when Ihsan shook my hand on our wedding day, she shook my hand steadily and firmly, I was even shocked at that moment. He also looked me in the eyes with a firm impression. You know what he said? He said he was not giving up his responsibilities, but sharing. He said he'd be the front guard if I hurt you. So I wouldn't dare to do that, I wouldn't dare hurt you, because you have people ready to shed blood to defend and protect you. And if that's not enough to calm you down, or maybe I haven't eroded your fear. I'm sorry. But, I will try my best to make you always comfortable. If one day I hurt you, you and our children deserve our home and I will leave. Think of this key as a symbol, the letters will follow - will I put our house in your name."

I who had felt stunned to get such a big surprise, trying to respond calmly. "Mas..," I said, "you don't have to go like this. That's your home. You don't have to turn that house on my behalf."

"Receive it as a wedding gift."

"But...."

"Don't refuse."

Thump!

Young coconuts fell almost upon us.

Eh? Young coconut?

Heh! Sakas. My uncle's shrewd son-in-law climbed a coconut accidentally threw the fruit at us. Fortunately not throwing from the top of the tree, mampus dong if hit the head. But it was quite a shock for me.

"Come, let's go there. Before they all nag us." Reza immediately pulled me before I could trigger anything.

When we got back to Jetski, I hugged my husband's body feelingly. One hand I put on her waist, and one hand to her chest. I hold him as strong as I am, not with nafs*, but more gratitude because I have him - a friend who loves me with all his soul and body.

"I love you" I said quietly between the noise of the engine and the roar of the wind. And what I did was provoke a ridiculous reaction. Reza stopped the jetski we were driving until we floated on the water. "Why?" my many.

He shook his head slowly. "I love you too" he said. Then she grabbed my hand -- carried my hand to her lips and gently kissed my palm. It felt like something was blooming inside me, and my feathers were bristling.

"Our conversation wasn't over. I haven't thanked you yet. Thank you, yes. I accept your gift as a wedding gift. Thank ye. But I can't give you anything."

Reza smiled, the sweet smile I used to see. He turned half his body towards me and we kissed. A sign language I immediately understood that she wanted to kiss me.

"You have given your whole self to me, you have given your love completely to me. It's been more than anything. What I give you can never be enough to repay you. Not that I measure you and your love by treasure, huh. Not at all. You got it, right?"

I'm nodding. "I get it," I said, before Reza said it in more detail and it would be difficult to string words together.

"So, you don't have to think about what and how to repay me. Okay?"

My smile also expands. "Yes. But on my birthday, you don't give me any presents, do you? I don't feel good if on your birthday I can't even reply to him. So my birthday will be enough for us to celebrate with cake. Deal?"