My wife, Dhia

My wife, Dhia
Vacation


"You're serious, Mas?" Dhia repeated. The net that had been heavy since it was still hit by drowsiness, immediately opened wide, this morning, Dirga suddenly woke him up, and took him on vacation somewhere. She looked at her husband standing up. Looks neat with a casual appearance.


Dirga nodded."We're on vacation."


"But why all of a sudden, Mom?."


"It's not sudden, baby .. I just want to surprise you. Actually, the plan was set two days ago."


Dirga smile. Then rubbed the top of Dhia's head, slightly ruffled his wife's hair."Get ready!."


Dhia nodded quickly, like an enthusiastic child who would be invited to go play to the center of the game. She quickly got up and wanted to stand up, to the point that she did not realize that her body, which was covered in a thick blanket, was plain without clothes, because of her husband last night. Finally, her two beautiful, smooth white objects were exposed uncensored.


Dirga who saw that was stunned and gulped. Because this early his wife had made back the hidden part of his head.


Dhia who immediately regained her senses, quickly pulled the blanket over to cover her body again, and walked quickly towards the bathroom. Ah, Dhia is still acting shy like a virgin.


Dirga smiled at his wife's bashful behavior. But Dirga is not his name if he is not being nosy. He accidentally stepped on the blanket that covered Dhia's body, while his wife was walking. The blanket, too, slipped back. This time, it was not just the chest that contained it that was visible. Except the whole body of the woman.


"Bag!." Dhia clucked in annoyance. There was no time to grab the blanket again, he said. He decided to go straight to the bathroom at a fast pace.


"Hahahaha."dirga's laughter filled the room.


 


At 10 am, Dirga and Dhia have arrived at a villa in the Bogor area. A villa with exotic nuances, roofed typical Balinese jineng. The atmosphere of the villa was so calming. Surrounded by ornamental trees that add coolness.


When entering the room, Dhia was amazed by the sprinkling of luxurious rose petals that filled the bed. So contrast with the white sheets attached. While in the middle, a white blanket deliberately strung like two geese, which is designed into the shape of a heart. Bathroom of a couple of brides ready to start the first night.


"It's an idea, you, Mas?." asked Dhia still with her open expression.


"Yes, baby." Dirga put down the suitcase, then walked over to Dhia."Think of this vacation as our honeymoon."


"Sorry, for now I can only bring you here." Dirga grabbed Dhia's hand and held it. "Other times if there is free time, I will take you to a better place" he said again while hooking Dhia's hair a little untidy behind the ears.


"As far as you go ... I'll go."


"To Paris, New Zealand ... Japan?." Dirga gives you a few options.


"Thank you, Mas."sahut Dhia, looking at her husband was gentle.


"But this place has been very good for me .. no need to go far, abroad. Indonesia is beautiful." Dhia smile.


"The important thing is that you're always beside me." Dhia returned Dirga's hand."That's enough for me to be happy."


Dirga. He smiled back at his wife's gentle gaze. But no matter what he thought, suddenly his two eyes glazed over. Dhia who saw that, immediately chuckled.


"Why are you, Mas? how, you're sad?."


"I was wrong to say?." Dhia stared in wonder.


Dirga was slowly.


"Continue?." Dhia then looked down."I don't step on your feet either." he said again.


Dirga immediately hugged Dhia's body tightly. Then leave a kiss to his confused wife.


"I'm sorry, I, baby .. From the beginning we were married, I've disappointed you."


"But I promise! from now on, I will always be with you. I will never make you cry again, dear." continued Dirga, expressing all regret for his mistake first.


Dhia who had pecked in confusion, finally smiled, returning Dirga's embrace."I'm sorry for you, Mas." she said, rubbing her husband's back full of love. Then she broke her embrace, and looked at the eagle's eyes.


"You're a husband, I'm .. and I love you so much."


Add Dhia, then advance a little of her lips in a spoiled manner."Yes .... even though, you used to often sniff the same me... often nosy as me, often angry at me .. but still I can not hate the same you."


"More love."I'm Dhia with an innocent face full of honesty.


"Great love?" dirga asked, who actually wanted to ascertain more deeply his wife's feelings during this time.


Dhia nodded quickly."Huck up!."


"The answer is that, is it??." Dhia put on a disappointed face.


"Yes .. Thank you, for loving me." Dirga answered doubtfully.


Dhia. Directly rotate the body while folding both hands in front of the chest with the face bent."Why the hell, it's so hard to say love to me."


"From then .. until now, until my stomach mblendung like this, never said love with me!."


Dirga smiled, realizing the source of his wife's annoyance. It turns out it is an expression of love. He touched both shoulders of Dhia. He turned his wife's body to face her again.


"Darling." call Dirga soft.


Dhia brushed off Dirga's hand, annoyed.


"Dengerin me." said Dirga remained in a soft voice while reaching for Dhia's hand."I may never say love in front of you."


"But you have to know ..." he said, pausing sentences while lifting Dhia's chin, holding his wife's black bead fixed, to channel the honesty he wanted to say."All my efforts to find you again while you are gone, and my promise to keep you happy, is proof that I am very, very, loving you." she admitted.


"But I also want to hear, Mas" said Dhia slowly.


Dirga smile.


"I love you" he said half a whisper.


"That's, dong!." Dhia smiled back shyly."Thanks." her voice sounded spoiled.


"Thank you, doang?." this time it was Dirga who did not accept it.


"Why? you were that too."


"This revenge, the story? hm? " Dirga pinches Dhia's waistband.


"Geli, Mum." Dhia giggles slowly, while running away wanting to dodge as Dirga continues to chase and tickle her.


"For, Mom!." Dhia was still giggling, approaching the bed, grabbing a few stalks of red roses that were still intact, and banging them on Dirga's body, until the red rose petals fell down on the floor. But Dhia's body finally fell flat on the bed, when both her legs were stuck on the bed, unable to retreat. With the position of the dress revealed upwards, making anyone who sees, will swallow saliva. How not, the two smooth thighs were already plastered in ridicule.


"Ah, a very tempting falling position."


Said Dirga. He, too, did not waste the opportunity, and immediately wrapped Dhia's body with both hands."Actually I'd like to do it later. But because your position has been challenging ..." Dirga stroked Dhia's smooth thigh."I can't just miss it." she continued, winking her flirtatious eyes.


Dhia's face was red. His chest slowly raced, as Dirga's face was getting closer in front of his face. Slowly his eyes closed, as Dirga's pointed nose touched the tip of his nose. And a second later, he felt his lips drown in the warmth of Dirga's lips. He immediately welcomed her. For a minute, two minutes, the soft kiss got hotter. Occasionally both of them take off the pagutan, to reap the breath that almost stinged.


But on the sidelines of the kiss, a familiar voice, caught in the sense of hearing Dirga. The voice came from the stomach of Dhia. He, too, stopped from a hot kiss that had made his part almost harden.


"Your stomach sounds."


"You hungry, honey?" asked Dirga.


Dhia nodded spoiled, while biting her slightly swollen lower lip, due to Dirga's kiss a few seconds ago.


"Why didn't you say that?."


"The weather just now, Mas." said Dhia.


"But I still hold it, Mas .. if you want to continue it was okay, really" said Dhia again with a plain face.


Dirga immediately shook his head."No!." he rebutted while standing."That'll be later."


"You hold up .. but our son doesn't necessarily hold up. You have to eat immediately." he continued, while walking to the phone plane, to get the villa attendant to deliver food.


"Darling, what do you want to eat?."


"What a fuck, Mom." Dhia smiled faintly. Then he looked out. Instantly he was stunned, with the beauty of the view from behind the glass walls of the villa's room.


A swimming pool, with running water. Surrounded by green trees all around. A beautiful sight was soothing, which he had not realized since. Dhia came out. With bare feet he stepped up to the small white stones, which were neatly scattered along the pool. The birds were so loud that they sang from behind the trees around the villa.


"It's so beautiful." Dhia raised her face, inhaling the cool air offered by nature while closing her eyes.


"Just like you." a voice whispering in her ear made Dhia smile and opened her eyes.