
The fragrant atmosphere of the mountains began to smell, even within a radius of 1kilometer. The fatigue of their journey was immediately treated, when they felt the coolness that enveloped the body.
All that tired and tired was gone in an instant. Looking at the plantations, also pesawahan that thrives along the road they are passing.
The cold instantly warms, as Juminten hugs the spoiled Bambang. In fact, the smile never faded from his lips.
Bambang's left hand outstretched grasping his wife's left hand still with the position of driving a motorcycle. In fact, the occasional sniff of that hand.
Sitting for them, at the waterfall tourist spot GRANDPA PINTAR. Juminten looked excited to be coming in soon.
"Haha.. Patience, yank! Helmet first, here!"
"Jumi just had a drink there, Mas. Thirsty, nih!" Bambang nodded his head.
Juminten's flirtatious eyes chose a light snack in the stall. However, Juminten was made to focus wrongly on the existence of Mila. He was with a man, tall, like his father.
"Aren't you, Radit in the hospital again? How is Mila even here?"
"Neng, this is a total of 20 thousand." the words of the stall owner made him shocked. Juminten immediately gave the green money in his hand.
"Not yet, yank?" the nod of Juminten's head. Bambang also took his wife's hand, to walk to the waterfall.
Jokes and laughter accompanied their journey, until they passed over a boulder. A mischievous smile emerged from Bambang.
"Yank, break yuk!"
"Yuk, Mum! Let's not lose the 20 thousand dollars that came out earlier!" making Bambang laugh.
Juminten whose brain is not clear. Suddenly, she saw her husband taking her to sit behind a big rock.
"Why not sit in front of him, Mom. Quiet, if hadepnya here."
"Let's not disturb people! If not, we're like a real date!"
"Wedding is us. Jumi wants a drink!" Bambang laughed when he saw his wife sweat. A smile began to rise.
As Juminten was about to gulp down the drinking water, Bambang pulled the nape of his wife. Sipped the water that was still on his wife's lips.
"The freshest drinking water I've ever had!" Juminten was still dumbfounded by her husband's mischievous behavior.
Plaque!
"Ih, I'm naughty! Steal kisses in a weird way!" His cheeks met with red, making Bambang more tempting.
"Ciye.. The one with the red cheek!"
Juminten blushed even more, wanting him to drown his face. However, she could only hug her husband's chest to cover his embarrassment.
Bambang stroked his wife's long hair, "Have Mala videocall, yank?"
Juminten shook his head, "Not yet, Mas!"
"Phone gih, here we videocall together! Who's hape wear?"
"Emang, isn't Mala in school?"
"No, it's Radit's nemenin in the hospital."
"Where are you going, Mas?"
"He's out of town again, there's a job out of town. Hence, Radit and Mala!" Juminten.
Not that he was the same father here. Why did he leave his son? Ah.. Maybe because of work!
Bambang held his wife's face, for a second he smiled looking at the beautiful woman who managed to fill his heart. Ah, women? Even women have become women.
"Udah, go to the waterfall again! Sitting here for a long time, make Mas more and more want to eat Jumi. Afraid khilaf! Yuk, Mom!" Juminten distracts her husband.
Bambang immediately stood up, then helped his wife to stand up. They continued on their way back, until they reached the waterfall.
Juminten immediately ran towards the waterfall, cold water directly hit his feet." It's cold, Mom! "
" Never been here?"
Juminten shook his head, "Thank you, Mas. I brought Jumi here. May the sustenance continue smoothly, Let there be sustenance Jumi here again!"
"Amijin!"
They play with water, until the clothes they wear are all wet. Juminten took the small towel that was in his bag. She wiped her husband's face and wet body.
Bambang treated sweetly like that smiled. Thankful to have a wife who is very attentive to him.
"The wood is wet, how will it catch the wind?"
Bambang stroked his wife's hair, "Nothing, we will find lodging near here. We change clothes together rest there!" Juminten nodded his head.
"Ready, Wife!"
Today Bambang really privileged Juminten. Cuey nature, ketus all lost changed with bucin
Ah, author so miss fitting so newlyweds 😍
They bought a couple t-shirt on the side of the road. How not couple, almost all the t-shirts in the booth the writing and image are the same. Only the size is different.
At that time, they will ride a motorcycle. Suddenly they were approached by someone, "Search for villas, Mas? " they turned their heads, the man in the blue jacket and the red hat. Looks like the natives are there.
"Yes, sir!" they answered simultaneously.
"Let's follow, I. I happen to have a villa near here."
They got off the bike, followed the man's footsteps. It turned out to be true, just 100 meters away they had already arrived.
"Please enter, selected first!"
Bambang parked his motorcycle in the garage in front of the villa. His wife chose the room they were going to occupy.
"This is it, sir! Nice, corner by yourself! The bathroom is also spacious! The view, it's so pretty!" Shouted Juminten from inside the room.
"Well, here's the key, Mom. Let's come with me first, to take care of the administration!" Bambang also followed the owner of the villa.
While waiting for Bambang, Juminten immediately took a shower and changed the wet clothes he was wearing earlier.
Cklek!
The smell of chicken soto rice spread in the room, Juminten's active sense of smell turned directly towards the food source.
"Yep, eat first!" Juminten immediately sat on the sofa in the corner of the room.
"Why have you taken a shower? Shower where was it?" said in between his mouth.
"In the bathroom outside."
"Well, can you?"
"Yes, can. I paid, yank. Let's eat first!" Juminten immediately finished his meal.
"Alhamdulillah, very full! Bobok, yok!"
"Eits, don't bust it! We videocall Mala first, okay!" Juminten was ordered by her husband.
Tut...!
"Hello, Assalamualaikum Mala."
"Waalaikumsalam Abang."
"How's Radit doing?" you can see a moving image on the screen, showing Radit playing with his block puzzle.
"The chips are healed, yes!"
The nervous Juminten would talk back with Mala biting her finger.
"Yank, let's talk!"
"Well, yank?" Bambangpun pointed his phone at his wife.
"Hi, Mala!"
"Hi, Juminten!"
They were still both silent, no one wanted to start talking yet.
"Yank?" Bambang stroked his wife's shoulder.
"Yes, Mum." Juminten took a deep breath, "Mala, sorry Jumi. Jumi has been in Mala for a few days now. Not Jumi hates Mala. But, just disappointed. Now we're back in office again, yok! Mala want to?"
There was a smile from Mala's lips and nodded her head. "You! Want to! Banget! Sorry Mala, yes Jum. Not Mala—'s intent"
"That's okay, hopefully tomorrow won't happen again. We're better, yeah!"
"Jum, sorry there's a doctor visit. I killed the phone! Hye!"
Juminten handed her husband's phone back, "Here it is, Mas!".
Bambang pulls Juminten's nape, kissing him with a demanding kiss. Carrying his wife in bridal style to the bed, Juminten replied by draping his hand.
Bambang took off the shirt he was wearing, wrapped his wife's body and did activities that he wanted to do since then.