Love Belongs to Us
Brussels, Sekar and Tintin

The journey to the birthplace of the Tintin comic book author, Brussels takes almost 3 hours to the road. At least according to Hadi's explanation. The road they took did not have a beautiful view, only visible toll road and a few trees on the right or left of the road.

“Sleep Bee?” ask Danil.

“Darling when sleeping, do not enjoy the journey mas,” replied Sekar.

“Later sick again,” pinta Danil, look anxious.

“And there is someone who keeps watch if it hurts,” replied Sekar while leaning his head on the car seat.

“Who wants to ngejagain?” danil asked teasing his wife who looked upset.

“Mas Hadi” whispered Sekar in Danil's ear, afraid to sound Hadi.

“Please,” Danil replied casually but could not cover up his frustration.

“Cie jealous,” says sekar while pulling her husband's nose. "Devil knows."

“Mas, don't want you to be sick Bee, please do yes. If you do not cancel our plans to the Tintin author's museum.”

“Alright my dear mas, Bee will be a submissive wife,” she said while laying her head leaning on the car seat.

“Happy break Bee, forgive your this, who is always worried excessively. Love you so much,” Danil said in his heart.

Finally that exhausting journey found its end as well. Welcome Belgium. The capital city of Brussels is flanked by several countries in Europe. Hence trade in Belgium grew rapidly.

“We have arrived in Belgium, precisely in Brussels,” Hadi said. “We want to go to the hotel first or walk mas?” ask Danil.

“Mas Hadi streets,” replied Sekar suddenly.

“You've woken up Bee?”

“If you have not woken up, who said just now,” replied sekar.

“Bite mas pengen know not if kayak gini,” said Danil is anxious with Sekar's answer.

“Sick mending just kissed mas,” whispered.

“Definitely,” Danil said as he kissed his wife's cheeks, which were not long as red bursts adorned his face.

“We just walk directly to Hadi mas, Sekar already can't wait to go to the museum,” orders Danil on Hadi.

“Good mas,” replied Hadi obediently.

“Busy country yes mas, very crowded, even though winter.”

“Iya, many tourists who visit, because this country borders many countries mas,” replied Hadi.

“ Iya mas Hadi, In the north bordering the Netherlands, in the East bordering Germany, In the South bordering France and Luxembourg. While in the West of this country borders the North Sea,” said Sekar made Danil look at his wife.

“Wah, mbak Sekar memorized correctly,” Hadi looks shocked.

“I like the history of mas Hadi,” replied Sekar.

“Usually if I drive a colleague father, who asked about tourist attractions and malls.”

“My wife is different mas Hadi, she prefers to go to tourist attractions. Museum moreover, mandatory law.”

“My coat mbak. Usually, most people skip to the museum.”

“Not applicable to me mas Hadi,” replied Sekar.

“So from what I know the results of reading, there are many museums here. Mas Hadi will take me where?”

“What if we go to Grand Place Brussels first,” Hadi ask permission.

“Bby,” reply Danil.

“There are many buildings in medieval times that are very menajubkan,”

Said Hadi. “There Brussels Town Hall, this is used as the mayor's office, but it is still open to the public. There is also the Grand Place Brussel, this has been designated UNESCO as cultural heritage. Here most famous La Petit Julien.”

“Manekin Pis,” yells Now happy.

“Iya mbak,” replied Hadi.

“If you read the story is unique as well yes, the statue was made because the little boy accidentally urinated on a bomb, amazingly the bomb mas did not explode,” Sekar enthusiastically recounts his history.

“The story is like that mbak,” said Hadi.

Hadi looked amazed at Sekar, and Danil. Both are one of hundreds of people who are interested in history and tourist attractions. Usually he always takes guests, becomes a photographer, accompanies buying a souvenir, and finished in one place directly change tourist attractions, just just meet the cell phone memory.

Sekar seemed satisfied just by visiting the existing tourist attractions, while Danil faithfully accompanied wherever his wife went. A unique pair, for Hadi.

“Satisfied today?” danil asked while covering Sekar's face with both hands.

“Mas follow you anywhere, you are happy, mas happier.”

“Makasih mas Hadi, for today. It is great to see sculptures, carvings, various paintings and buildings in the Brussels Museum. And the Magritte Museum, a museum dedicated to Rene Magritte, a surrealist painter. Sekar can see how the painter worked higga produce extraordinary works.”

“Truly new I see someone who is very happy to be invited to the museum,” Hadi did not stop amazed.

“It's great to see you're happy Bee,” Danil said, stroking his wife's cheek gently.

“Makasih mas Danil always comply with Sekar's request,” he said sincerely.

“Where do you like mbak?” ask Hadi.

“Like really take time to the Herge Museum, the building is cool, like a ship that ran aground in the forest. All his work was there, until his advertising work was there as well. Tintin is my favorite comic book in Hadi.”

“Tintin the Belgian journalist who always accompanied a Fox Terier named Milo, if in the Indonesian comics the name of his dog Snowy. There is a character of Captain Haddock, very funny if he has issued his oath of absorption. Professor Litmus is intelligent, but has hearing problems, not to mention the silly twin detectives Thomson and Thompson.”

“Tintin oh Tintin love deh, a European comic that has more than two hundred million books published successfully translated in fifty languages.” Sekar never ceases to talk about his favorite comic character, and Danil someone who always eagerly listen to his wife's story.

“Most like in the museum choco story,” said Sekar, still the spirit of storytelling. “Sekar learned a lot about chocolate,”cerocosnya like a child who was invited to the playground.

“You are so chatty Bee, so glad to see you are happy,” Danil said.

“Thank you for everything mas,” a greeting that never stops all the way to the hotel.

Hadi and the driver who took the couple to the Metropole Hotel. The hotel that has been established since 1895 presents a very classic decoration that makes Sekar amazed by the beauty that becomes the facilities of the hotel.

Hadi gave room keys to Danil, after taking care of the needs for the streets tomorrow Hadi said goodbye to go home. I don't know where he'll stay.

“Mas Danil” call Sekar.

“Yes,” Danil answered while hugging his wife from behind.

Silently, he was delighted to be embraced like this by Danil, as if he were protected, a soothing embrace.

“Why Bee?”

“Thank you my dear, Sekar happy so much.”

“Mas knows, you until you don't stop raving time in the car. Mas tuh like a father who had brought his son to play in the playground.”

“Ih, kayak time father same son anyway?”

“The reality is so,” replied Danil.

Sekar pinched Danil's stomach, as soon as her husband let go of his embrace, enduring the pain.

“This is his name dear KDRT,” said Danil while enduring the pain of his wife's pinching.

“Im sorry mas,” said he went to dodge, before Danil reciprocated his treatment.

“Don't go Bee, responsibility. Pain tofu, red again,” Danil said complaining, his stomach flushed.

“But red ya mas?” tanya Sekar felt bad, she opened the t-shirt her husband used. “Lying, nothing red,” shouts, trying to get away from Danil.

Danil immediately arrested his wife. “Whose real red says who?” danil asked as he tickled his wife's body.

“Ampun mas, geez,” shouted Sekar could not stand.

Tulillit ...Tulillit ... Tulillit ...

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