My Conglomerate
Freedom Puspa

Puspa and Rayan arrive at the hotel where they will be staying these few days. Although actually Rayan also has family there, but various reasons rayan revealed for not being forced to stay there. Fortunately, the reason the newlyweds who need space makes them immediately understand what it means, even though it is accompanied by prayer so that they both get a baby as soon as possible.

"Kita's room?" asked Puspa who saw one bed in their room.

"Yes, we're in the area and the power of an afternoon father who can keep an eye on both of us."

"But master even forbade me from getting close to you, so he shouldn't have asked too much if we booked room two either." Puspa answered Rayan's words to her. But he was instantly speechless when Rayan gave him a sharp look. He immediately switched and tidied some of his items into the available cupboard.

“I'm not tied, right? I can go wherever I want while here?” asked puspa as his hands continued to work.

“Go, but don't bother me after this. I want to calm myself from all the misfortune I have experienced,” answered Rayan flatly to her.

“Mas thought, Mas alone feel unlucky? Me too, who wants to marry forced to with a stiff man like this. Although rich, it is not like a statue that can not be spoken to.”

“You think, who are you talking to right now? Rohhku?” rayan asked, and the puspa only spread his shoulders. He waltzed casually in front of the rayan as if nothing had happened between them, let alone rayan himself said if he was free while there. And that means that puspa does not need to feel attached to his status as a wife.

While Rayan himself was sitting casually staring out the window with the right view on the beautiful beach and so wide in front of his eyes. He had never been there before, but somehow thought of occasionally visiting a place that he had never been to so far. The brothers are just nomads and do not settle down, until they meet only when they return to Jakarta.

“Where are you going?” tanya Rayan who secretly noticed the puspa has been neat and fragrant.

Rayan just kept quiet and kept staring at the departure of puspa from him. He felt that the girl was so different from the supervision of his family there, and he was like a bird free from his cage. “This is your real nature?” muttered Rayan recalled how silent and calm puspa in front of his parents.

Puspa went down to the lobby and he called an ojek who went up in front of his hotel. It is more comfortable to use a motorbike to surround it, rather than having to use a taxi and he will not be free to stop at will. Moreover, so many beautiful spots that he found from his search via the internet, even he did not hesitate to ask the taxi driver who happened to be the woman until he was comfortable to say hello.

“Where are they from?”

“From Jakarta, Mom. My mother is a regular, as long as I'm here? Later I love more,” bargain puspa who was immediately accepted with pleasure by him. They exchange phone numbers to make it faster to be able to contact each other at a later date.

*

“Olaa, Antai Ola!” call the little girl who was in his care back then. As has become a habit when soren sora and niji take him for a walk around the outskirts of the beach Panjang from end to end meet again and return to his house.

“Now you can't, darling. Kak niji again not at home, ola difficult to bring ila.”

“Akai tile, ayoooo,” whine ila who is impatient with her.

Sora continued to try to persuade ila not to cry this time, and she was holding back from all the emotions that had exploded yesterday. He does not want anything to happen again and will burden his current boss.