Loved Brondong
Now it's very different

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“Senja, are you tired?” eza asked, he reflexively pulled Yasmin's hand as he walked ahead of her.

“Lumayan, the rest up and down the cliff was quite tiring anyway.”

In the end, Eza changed his mind. He took a handkerchief from the back pocket of his pants, then aligned their bodies and wiped Yasmin's sweat on the woman's forehead. Eza's actions made Yasmin speechless.

“Then, we rest there, yuk!” take Eza, his hand is still holding the woman.

Such treatment was very rare Yasmin felt, maybe that made her speechless. No man has ever paid such attention to her. Including Hilman—ex her husband. In the past, when the beginning of marriage was once, it was just no longer after all these years ago. But what he feels now is very different.

The hand link that Yasmin had felt so warm since then, she was reluctant to take Eza's hand off. Throughout this day, so many smiles had been written from the woman's face. He also had a hard time explaining, all he knew was that he needed to be happy and smile for now.

"You wait here for a moment" pinta Eza as Yasmin had been sitting under the coconut tree.

"Eh, Sky. Where are you going?" Yasmin was jolted, the man left her just like that, running towards a row of buildings owned by local residents.

"Just wait! I'll be right back!" Shouted Eza waving without looking at Yasmin.

Yasmin let him, he took out his phone again and took some selfies. Since arriving in Bali, Yasmin more often do that. He had never before been interested in fashion and taking pictures in front of the camera. It turned out to be nice to see the results, Yasmin smiled to herself.

Fifteen minutes later, Eza came back with a half run at him. Yasmin frowned and placed her hands in a palm position to protect her eyes from the sun.

Eza reached out his hand, about to hold her. "Senja, come with me!"

"Where?"

"Follow it, I'm preparing something."

Yasmin became curious as to what Eza had prepared. Eza's hand was taken. Then the man pulled Yasmin up to stand up straight. They went back to where Eza meant.

Not far in front of the local inn. Two long beach chairs were installed, as well as an umbrella beside it. In the middle there is a small table, on top there are two glasses of young coconut ice, as well as some snacks. It is suitable to relax to enjoy the beautiful expanse of the sea in front there.

"This is your first time to Bali, Dusk?"

"Emm, no. Once, a few years ago."

"Oh yeah? With who?" Eza curious.

"My husband" he answered briefly.

Eza looked at Yasmin. "You're married? Why are you on vacation by yourself? And .. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt your marriage." The man sounded a little surprised.

"Hahaha, no. You don't have to apologize, Sky. My marriage is over." Yasmin found it funny with Eza's confession.

"So so? I think I've become the third among you" he said with relief.

The man was afraid to hold someone's wife's hand. Even the worst of him had dared to kiss her.

"Third person? What do we have to do, Sky?"

"You're a lover like me, twilight!"

"Hahaha, you're right. I forgot about that."

Yasmin blew her laughter, and the man beside her smiled at Yasmin's loose laughter. Then Yasmin was silent, she grabbed the young coconut ice and sipped it once.

"Your laugh is beautiful? Are you feeling very happy?"

"Emm, maybe. I feel happy after escaping a heavy burden," explained Yasmin as she put her glass down.

"May I know what that is? What is the burden of work or other things?"

"My wedding."

Eza was getting curious about the figure of the woman. "If you don't mind …."

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