I'm Not a Seductive Woman
Make your own film

“Mam, Kenan and Hanin depart,” said Kenan approached Rasti who was sitting cross-legged on the terrace of the park.

Every six o'clock in the morning, Rasti never leaves his activities to do yoga, because with this exercise his mind and body become relaxed.

Rasti opened her eyes. “Loh, Mami guess you go alone.”

Kenan. “Can't, Mam.” He showed his neat teeth. “Ken, can't be far from Hanin. Later no one can be wrestled.”

Rasti laughing. “Basic naughty.” He pinched the tip of his son's nose.

I don't know since when this son became a pervert. Even before knowing the woman who became his wife, Kenan never showed her bawdry.

“Mam, Hanin join Mas Ken.” Hanin sat on the floor right next to Rasti who was still cross-legged on the mat.

“Yes, a good wife must accompany wherever her husband goes,”, Rasti said.

Hanin nodded and smiled. “Later, who accompanied Mami here?”

Rasti smiled and raised her hand to cupper Hanin's cheek. “There is Kiara, later Mami asks Kiara to stay here until you go home.”

“That's a great idea,” replied Kenan and kissed his mother's cheek.

“Thank you, Mam.” Hanin did the same thing as her husband to Rasti.

“Be careful and have fun there.” Rasti smiled. He was so happy to see his son happy.

“OK, Mam. Oiya greetings to Kiara, earlier Hanin wanted to leave but right through their room, it looks like they are still sleeping,” said Hanin.

Rasti nodded.

“Send Kenan greetings to Kiara and Gunawan,” continued Kenan.

Rasti held Kenan's hand. “Ken, behave as usual with Gun. Like when you were close friends. Start all from the beginning. Gun was also a victim of the scandal.”

Kenan took his breath. “Depends, Mam. It depends on how Gun treats Kiara. If he treats my beloved sister well. Ken will do the same.”

Rasti fell silent. He smiled to see Kenan and Kiara loving each other. However, for some reason from the bottom of his heart said Gunawan is a good man, it's just that the circumstances that make him like this.

Rasti tried wisely in dealing with the problems of his daughter's son.

****

Kenan and Hanin were already in the car. Shamsudin took the young master and his wife to the airport. Kenan is already preparing a private jet for departure today. Previously, he had prepared several films that he would watch to repel his saturation while on the plane itself. However, because he is currently going with his wife, like he will actually make his own film. Hihihi.....

“Which plane are we on?” hanin asked as they were already in the open field.

“Itu.” Kenan pointed to a jet aircraft that is not as large as a commercial aircraft.

“This plane is yours?” ask Hanin again.

Kenan.

“You're really a millionaire, Ken?”

Kenan scrunched his forehead. “You don't know how many assets I have.”

Hanin shook his head slowly. “No.”

Kenan laughs. “Never try to find out?”

Hanin nodded back. “No.”

“Why?” ask Kenan again.

“Because to me happiness is not merely measured by matter. Being loved, loved, and given the opportunity to gather with our loved ones is a joy enough for me.”

Kenan. He smiled broadly and grabbed Hanin's body and was carried like a koala. Hanin immediately wrapped both of her legs around her husband's waist.

“I love you more.” Kenan fused his forehead to Hanin's forehead.

“I never dreamed of getting a husband as rich as you,” said Hanin after sitting in the seat of the super soft plane.

Slowly the plane they were riding was at an altitude of approximately three thousand two hundred feet. The plane had started to run safely in position. Kenan stood pouring fresh juice in a bottle along with ice cubes available there. He poured for two glasses.

“This is for you, Darling.” Kenan gave one glass to Hanin.

They sit side by side. Hanin's eyes were still fixed on the windowpanes, which presented a scene of bright clouds and clear skies, because by chance the sun had just appeared perfectly, shining beautifully on the earth.

“Thank you.” Hanin received a glass from the husband's hand.

“I also never imagined would fall in love and crazy about women,” replied Kenan, responding to Hanin's words earlier.

Hanin swallowed the juice in his mouth immediately, hearing Kenan's words saying he was crazy about her.

“You're crazy about me?” hanin asked in disbelief by pointing at her who seemed ordinary.

Kenan smiled and nodded, while drinking his juice.

“Why?” asked Hanin again, still wondering why a Kenan Aditama could be crazy about him.

“Hmm .. I don't know, because you smell maybe,” led Kenan smiled.

“Ken ...” shouted Hanin whining spoiled.

“Ken Ken ugly. Sucks.” Hanin hit Kenan's arm in a row, so Kenan grimaced and tried to avoid the blow.

Kenan laughs. He likes the smell of his wife. However, it is not the smell in the actual meaning of the word but the distinctive smell of the wife's body which according to him has a different fragrance from other women.

“Bau but nempel hold,” hanker Hanin by sliding his body to turn his back on Kenan and look towards the window.

Kenan was still laughing and sticking his body to hug his wife from behind.

“But I like your smell. You smell different to other women.”

Hanin frowned and turned towards Kenan. “So, how much do you often sniff the smell of women?”

“Hmm ..” Kenan pretended to think, but he was never close to any woman other than Vanesa. “How yes? It seems that it cannot be counted with fingers.”

“Ken ...” yell again Hanin. Really, Kenan really pissed him off.

Hanin immediately stood up and was about to leave Kenan. Kenan quickly caught his wife's hand.

“Where are you?” ask Kenan.

“Tau ah, nyebelin. Mending break in room aja.” Hanin tried to take off Kenan's hand which was holding his hand.

“Then I'm coming.”

“Ngapain?” ask Hanin.

“Why do you want to go to room?” Kenan asked back.

“Nonton drakor.”

“Then I see you.”

“Ish, what the hell. Ga clear.” Hanin walked back to the room.

Inside the room, Kenan immediately closed the door and locked it. He took off all his clothes and left only his boxer.

“What are you doing?” asked Hanin squinted.

“From watching movies, mending we make our own movies.” Kenan raised his eyebrows. “How?”

“Ken Ken ugly .... Nirvana ... Mesum,” shouted Hanin, making Kenan laugh out loud and immediately overstretched the body of the wife.

Hanin pursed his lips, grumbling, making Kenan endlessly laugh and comment on the smile. Indeed, the wife must be taken wherever she goes, because with her presence, the days of Kenan are always happy.