King Haider
Lothawat!

Two days after his arrival in Kalimantan, Cilya was only in the apartment, King locked him up. Though Cilya wants to go enjoy the beauty of the city. Visit the beach, play water there.

"Key.. isn't it okay to stay home? I want to go to the beach. Yuk?" Cilya persuaded her husband to pay to take her for a walk around.

"Later on, I'm still tired. My feet are pegel!" how not sore, the man was too eager to experiment, flipping his wife's body at will.

"Ishh. when I should be tired. You're the one who complains."

"You're just Cil, I keep moving" he said.

"Eat him do not be greedy, you are already rich in worms overheating, can not be brake. It's lackluster, right?" Cilya was inexhaustible, King enjoyed it like there would be no tomorrow anymore. A day can be many times. She who was just silent was very tired, how was her husband who kept moving wildly on it? must be so exhausted!

"And it's been a long time Cil, so yes bring it up again peeper again!" his alibi. "Eh. I'm not lacklustre yeah, just a little bit more." King who was lying down now sits, not to be told lackluster by his wife. "I am still strong! how many rounds are you gonna go? two, three what's four? come on, I'm jabanin." the challenge.

Cilya is quick. "No, not now Key! tomorrow again tomorrow. I'm bliss!"

King chuckles. "Thou who is lackluster. I always keep my batrenya full." King lay back down. "Eh. ntar malem once again deh. forgot me." King plans to avenge his uncle. He would record audio while making love to Cilya. Very appropriate revenge, considering Ali now no longer have a co-star.

"Forgot what?" ask Cilya. "I don't want any more before you take me for a walk! the point!"

"Yes ntar dikit afternoon I take you to the beach. All right, I bought you a mermaid costume."

"Don't wear her swim mermaid costume. I'm gonna go put on a bikini."

"Ehh. where can! I can't wear a bikini! it was so good to be a free sight. All you can see is me! inget it!"

"Yes. yeah.."

***

In the afternoon, as promised, King took Cilya to the beach. The woman looks very happy to see the expanse of the open ocean, complete with white sand.

"Key, I'm waiting for sunset. Don't take it home."

"Hem.." dehemnya. The man sat back, looking at Cilya who was excited by the scenery in front of him. Like the first time I went to the beach.

"Key.. play water yuk?" bring him.

"Huh? in seriously? shame on Cil!" the answer. The man did not properly capture Cilya's remark.

"Ngapain shy? here?" Cilya shouted at King to get closer, the woman was already running around by the beach, drowning her feet in the water.

"At home only Cil kalo peng! time here, shame on seeing people!" exclaim King. His bawdy brain was misfired, thinking his wife was asking to make love on the beach. "Let's go home!"

"You said what Key is! I said let's go play water! not playing in the water!" Cilya.

"Oh. I think.." his body went limp again. "I'll wait here. Rich little boy playing water." he said while away and noble lying on the white sand, covering his face with a hat so as not to be exposed to the dazzling sunlight.

"Ishhhhhh.." Cilya grunted in annoyance. "Key! ayoo!" shout Cilya.

"I'm still pegel Cil. Just sit in the bathtub playing water." replied King. The man did not care that people around would hear his conversation.

"Surge woi! the Arab Sultan is passing by!" a familiar voice sounded in King's ears. The man opened the hat that covered his face. And surprised to find his best friend's face there.

"Lu! how can it be here?" asked the surprised King.

"Can." he said. His face looks so sharp. Muhammad Ali Baharuddin is back. After successfully meeting his biological father, and getting a number of abundant inheritances. "My name is Muhammad Ali Baharuddin." Ali stuck out her hand, as if they had just met for the first time. And proudly mentioned his full name, where he wanted to have the exact same name as his real father.

"Ck! your blasphemy!" spray King, then brushed off the rough palm of Ali's hand that stuck out in front of him.

Ali chuckles. "Now I'm not talking, I'm the Sultan!" the man sat beside King.

King sneered. "You used to be maki-maki bokap lu, now you've got a legacy!"

"Yoi bro! be kind enough to get an inheritance!" said Ali.

"Eh.. You why are you here?" King wondered why Ali was in this place. King never told me of his whereabouts.

"Gue is Lu.."

"Gapain my nyusulin! there is no job!"

"Yes make a show! especially!"

"Ck! I will not be envious. I have a lot of money!" its spray. Maybe if King is still entangled with laziness and still at the bottom. Surely King will be very envious of Ali who has abundant money without difficulty working.

"Key. see.the girl who wears a cute pink dress. I'm sure I've got a lot of money!" ali's gaze was fixed on the woman in pink clothes who was playing water on the beach.

"Where?"

"No.."

King followed Ali's line of sight. "Buckiekk! that's my bini! don't macem-macem you!"

"That's Cilya?"

"Yes.."

"Kok is getting pretty." Ali praised the beauty of Cilya. King poked Ali in the head in annoyance, not accepting his wife being praised by another man. Cilya beauty is only King who can praise and enjoy it. "Awww.." cried Ali.

"Gue gouged your eyes!"

"Prophey bro! patience!" Ali calms. "Udah bucin ni ye. aja ogah, ampe vow!" ledek. Reminds King who was once very anti-starch with Cilya who still looks geeky. "Eh.. Where are you going?" ask Ali. King walked away from him.

"The danger! you can make a mess if you meet Cilya. Bacott you don't have the brakes!" King is afraid, bad memories will be remembered by Cilya, about his behavior used to be very...

Could serious! beautiful nights will be standby one or experience lockdown in a period that cannot be determined.

Ali laughed out loud at King's fear. "Bucin acute you!"