
Dimas and Anggita sightseeing in Paris. They enjoyed the honeymoon there.
They had been in Paris for two days but only today they came out of the mansion because Dimas had always locked Gita in his room.
The man continued to beat the wife in bed even anywhere within the mansion area.
And this is the first time Dimas has taken Gita out of the mansion.
" Honey. I want to go to the ice cream shop," said Gita pointed to the ice cream shop on the side of the road.
" all right. Come on," said Dimas holding his wife's hand towards the store.
Dimas immediately ordered one ice cream gelato jumbo for the two of them and Gita who chose the taste.
" Merci," said Dimas thanking him in French.
" Je vous en prie" said the waiter who sold the ice cream.
(sama-sama) in French.
" We ate in the garden, Honey," said Gita, pointing to the vast garden.
" It's the Jardin du Luxembourg park, a park that is quite famous in Paris," Dimas explained as he took Gita's hand towards the park.
The Jardin du Luxembourg, also known as the Luxembourg Gardens, was originally created in 1612 by Marie de’ Medici, widow of King Henry IV of France.
This beautiful park has an area of 25 hectares of land divided into French gardens and English Gardens.
Between the two lies a geometric forest and a large pond.
Then, there is an old garden with a variety of apple orchards.
There is a beekeeping place, especially to learn about how to keep bees and a greenhouse with a collection of orchid flowers and a rose garden.
The gardens here have 106 statues scattered throughout the Park, the monumental Medici fountain, the Orangerie and the Pavillon Davioud.
In addition, there are many activities and facilities for children to play in the park.
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Dimas sat Gita in a chair facing directly to the garden area.
" It's so beautiful here, Honey," said Gita, fascinated by the beauty of the park.
" Yes, there's also an apple orchard and beekeeping. You wanna go there?" ask Dimas.
" Yes yes ... I want to pick and eat apples directly here," said Gita excited.
Dimas laughed softly at the reply from the delighted-looking Gita.
" all right. We used to spend this giant ice cream" said Dimas while shuffling Gita's brown hair.
They enjoy the ice cream while talking warmly and enjoying the scenery around the park.
Because it's not a weekend, there aren't many tourists there. Just a few people and it makes Gita feel at home in the park.
After a few minutes. They've finished their ice cream.
" Am ... I'm so full, Honey," said Gita, stroking her non-stomachy stomach.
Dimas laughed as he ruffled Gita's hair.
" Do you still want to sit down, or go straight to the road?" ask Dimas.
"Wait another 5 minutes, Honey. My stomach is still feeling great" said Gita leaning her body on the back of the chair.
" All right." Dimas looked at the wife who looked focused with a beautiful view before him.
Then he took his phone and opened the incoming message from the Daddy's men.
" This is the cell phone number of Mr. Ardo's wife, boss. 08****."
The man called the number and sure enough. The number was connected and Dimas turned off his call.
He sent a message to Wilda. Wife of Ardo.
" Honey. Let's go, I can't wait to pick the apples" said Gita, rising from a chair and pulling Dimas' hand.
Dimas moved and immediately put his phone into his pants pocket.
" Come .. come. Wherever you want to go, I will accompany you. I love you" said Dimas, embracing his wife's shoulder.
Then they went to the apple orchard in the garden.
Arriving in the apple orchard. Gita releases Dimas' hand which embraces his shoulder.
The woman immediately ran into the middle of the garden that there were many apples with various types there.
" Honey ...." Call Gita while stretching her hands to Dimas.
Dimas smiled then ran to the middle of the apple orchard and hugged the wife's body while lifting and twirling the wife's body.
" You happy?" dimas lowered Gita but her hands were still around her waist.
" I'm very very happy. Thank you. I love you," said Gita, peeping Dimas' lips.
" I love you to" said Dimas.
They kiss in the middle of an apple orchard.
A kiss that was originally soft is now a passionate kiss. Gita realized that and immediately let go of her kiss.
" That's enough" said Gita, covering Dimas' mouth with her hands.
" I don't want you to lose control and make love in this garden" Gita continued.
Dimas laughed and opened Gita's hand that covered his mouth. Then kissed his palm.
" We can try challenging new things, Honey," Dimas said.
" yes. But not to make love in the middle of a garden like this. If anyone sees it, it will be a shame" Gita said.
" But here looks like seppi, Honey. Here there is no one else but us" whispered Dimas as he sipped Gita's ear.
" no. Once no, still not!" firmly Gita.
Then let go of Dimas' hand that was coiled around his stomach and left the man.
Dimas laughed and followed his wife. The gita stops right under the apple tree whose fruit is very bushy and ripe.
The woman jumped up and down and stretched her hand up to pick up the apple that was on her head.
Dimas comes and holds both of Gita's waists and lifts her up. Gita extends her hand up and yupp ...
He was finally able to pluck the largest apple of any other fruit.
" Thank you, Honey," said Gita, smiling at Dimas, who wanted to eat an apple, but Dimas held his hand.
Gita looked at her husband.
" why? I want to eat it, Honey," said Gita.
" Wash the fruit first, Honey," said Dimas take the apple from Gita's hand and wash it in the karan around it.
" Here, eat."
Gita immediately took the apple from Dimas' hand and ate it.
Dimas took his vibrating phone.
The man looked at the wife who was now focusing on eating her apples while looking up at the apple tree.
The man immediately saw the incoming message and it turned out to be a message from Ardo's wife.
" Hi ... I'm Wilda Ardo's wife. I've seen the package sent by your father. Can we meet and talk?" Wilda.
" yes. We were in an apple orchard in the Jardin du Luxembourg garden. If you have time, we can meet at a restaurant near here" Dimas wrote.
" sammy ... Come on, take a picture of me!!" shouted Gita who is now on the apple tree that is not too high.