Hot Couple: Love Story Inara Season 2
Perfect Night's

I know, you were waiting for this First Night story from the beginning, weren't you? All right, check out my story.

That day was May 14th.

Exactly one month of our wedding.

Exactly six weeks after Reza's surgery, you could even call it forty days less -- after surgery.

On thursday - Friday night.

And just when I finished my period.

Reza wanted to make that special night for me, so he wanted to take me to Ranau, OKU South - at my mother's idea. Yes definitely, because Reza couldn't possibly know anything about South OKU, let alone Lake Ranau and its mountain scenery - a very cold place all night. We set out with my cousins Zaza, Zizi, Zia, and their families, my mother also joined. We intend to spend the night at my uncle's house, my mother's cousin - the son of my grandmother's brother.

Reza's face was radiant. "First night, Friday night, with a romantic atmosphere. It must be perfect" he whispered, ashamed if it was heard by my mother. "Tomorrow you're really done, aren't you, the moon's coming?"

I just throw a smile. "Stop chattering. I'm afraid it won't even live up to my expectations."

"Wait and see" he said. "The journey is very far, mending us backrest and sleep. Let the driver be accompanied by his wife." Reza chuckled, while Zia put her lips together.

We took hours to get to the destination, understand it, at that time there was no toll road access to get there, and we also had to stop at the mosques several times during prayer hours, especially we could not speed up the pace of our vehicles because we brought in recalcitrant patients, not allowed to go far because he can not drive too long, but he ngeyel. Even he did not keep the check-up schedule after leaving the hospital. Later he said that we had returned to Java. We finally reached my uncle's house when it was dark and we took a break.

A few hours passed, slowly the dark sky changed with the tempting dawn from behind the canopy of trees. Today the rays of the sun shone brightly, boasting beautiful cloud formations and a blue sky. A new comfortable atmosphere.

"Darling?"

"Emm? Why?"

"Today you're really done, aren't you, the menstrual?"

Huh! Forgive me, he was very impatient. "Yes, Mas. It's been. This is I haven't broken my fast. Patience, yes. Wait for the night."

She blushed in embarrassment, then covered her face with a pillow.

"Walk, yuk?" take me.

Reza agreed. I took him to a hot spring, then sat back and relax enjoying the beauty of Lake Ranau and the beauty of Mount Semuning from the lake.

"Dreaming what?"

"That rock," I said.

"Do you want a photo there?"

I'm shaking. "No," I said. I'm silent for a moment. "I never thought that I would set foot here, let alone look at the boulder. The place where father and Mother once took a friendly photo. The stones are still there, but their affection, their love, is long gone."

"Then?"

Again. I shook my head. "Nothing" I said with a desperate impression. "We better get home. I have to help the others prepare the menu to break."

But Reza shook his head. "Today we'll stay at the cottage" he said. Euwww. her smile is so wide.

Now it's my turn to not be able to hold back a smile. I'm getting impatient.

"Come," I said in the spirit of four-five. And then I began to realize that: Ranau, my uncle's house, and the family meeting was just to cover up so I didn't suspect that he was preparing this surprise for me, the night of my dreams.

It took us two hours less to get to the cottage that Ari had ordered, around the Krui Beach area, West Lampung Coast. Not too far from Ranau, but its territory is already outside of South Sumatra.

At tarawih prayer hours, Reza, Hengky, Dimas, and Ari took the time to pray tarawih to the mosque. That's when Zaza and Zia helped me prepare. While Zizi and my other cousins - my uncle's children - shared the task of preparing other preparations. Also my mother was asked to look after my two cute nieces. At first, I who knew nothing about the plan was stunned once Zaza and Zia took out my mekap and wedding dress - a white dress that Mayra designed specifically for me. I thought I would never wear that dress, even I gave it back to Mayra. But who would have thought, Reza prepared this special surprise night for me a month ago. She took the dress from Mayra.

"Beautiful dress" I murmured. The silk cloth sighed in my skin as I wore it. It took me a long time to tie the top of the dress because my hands were shaking, but I was finally ready.

I turned around and stared at myself in front of the mirror, perfect. The dress was just as beautiful as the first time I wore it. Really made especially for me.

"Huh! Mas Reza must give a decent wage for this, right, Mother?" zaza. Mom smiled.

Springy. "Thank you" I said. "You're all ready to prepare this for me."

Zia nodded. "While your love journey is pretty much a hurdle, you should be grateful to be with her. He loves you so much." I nodded back and smiled.

A moment later, Zizi came and reported everything was okay. And damn it, they closed my eyes and asked me to obey wherever they would take me. Yeah, I'm according.

My feet trembled as I walked down the path with my eyes closed. My stomach was stirring - I was nervous. And there was a strong gust of wind and the melodious Westlife in Beautiful In White - accompanying every step I took, I became very close and got closer to the reality that was waiting for me just a few meters away.

"We have arrived" whispered Zaza. He took off my blindfold. And...

Reza stood there, in front of me, with a bouquet of roses in her hand. He wore a black tuxedo with a white shirt and a dark tie. Her hair was combed and tied neatly. And his black eyes seemed brightly glittering - radiating happiness. He stepped - approaching me.

I held my breath.

"You," he whispered, raising one hand near my cheek, "The most beautiful person I've ever seen."

Then he touched me. I swear by anything, a shock wave of feeling came upon me, I stuck my face into his palm, closing my eyes - like a kitten asking to be caressed.

It was hard for me to believe a moment like this happened - - that a month ago we were married simply - - but eventually this moment happened in my life as well, although only witnessed by my cousins and without throwing flowers, because said Reza flowers are special for me not to be given to others. Yeah, it's unbelievable. I opened my eyes and touched his suit, went up to his shoulder, to his hair. I reached him. his body was firm. My handsome groom.

Reza grabbed me at the same time. He cupped the back of my head, and a wave of sweet emotions quickly drowned me. With his other hand he touched my cheek, my nose, my lips, my chin. He touched every part of my face he could touch. Slowly. Tormenting. And all that time I was feeling crazy, burning fire from within that fueled all my desires.

I looked. Please....

And Reza understands. He kissed me - with all his love. I strayed.

Oh, maybe we'd have kissed a little longer had Zaza not broken up, "Hey, Sist. Cut the cake first."

I laughed, Reza laughed. "All right," I said.

After cutting the cake, we danced - something that made the night even more perfect: with the lights of the ornamental, the melodious strains of You Are The Reason - Colum Scott, and my white dress that also expands perfectly. By the way, Reza was quite recalcitrant once that night, it didn't matter if we were just dancing in monotonous movements, but Reza even had two times to lift my body and rotate me in his carrier, instead, just like our dance at Geger Beach that time. Beautiful and perfect. Really, I'm happy, I do crave perfection in the wedding dance, but it also scares me. He had the stitches, but it was me who was pounding worried about his condition.

"I'm fine" he whispered, after he kissed me - - just as the dance was over. "We're going through this romantic moment every year, on the eve of our wedding anniversary." Then he hugged me. "I love you. I love you so much. I love you so much."