Rapa & Cleona: Keeping the Heart
84. Love Words

"Burma don't sing!”

This is not the first reprimand from the wife who has since closed her ears. But Burma remains stubborn and ignores the rebuke, he likes to see his wife's face irritated, looks more adorable and prettier than usual.

Rapa and Cleona who were sitting in the front seat just laughed at the two along the way to the moko hill, a place that her sister and sister-in-law chose as their honeymoon spot.

“Sister-in-law, stop at minimarket front yes, our snacks run out.” Rapa snorted and gave an unpleasant delicacy through the middle spy.

“Everything don't you eatin mulu. My wonder, that's your mouth is not sore what ngunyah mulu?!” Burma only replied with a cry.

Rapa though nagged but still stopped her car once she met the minimarket, letting her sister and sister-in-law down and buy the snacks they wanted, while she and her wife waited in the car.

But if you think about it now why did Rapa feel like a driver who drove her employer on vacation? Shouldn't his sister-in-law be the one who was driving it with his wife? But, yes, after all, they have almost arrived at their destination, and complaining is no use.

A few minutes later, Burma returned with a large bag of snacks and soda cans followed by Clara in the back who had held out how many packets of chocolate, making Rapa shake her head several times.

“Any of you guys buy the minimarket?!” dengus Rapa who was preparing to return to his car.

“Lo to pay in, Bang?” clara asked her forehead.

“Dih ogah! You eat why should I pay,”

“Kan lo rumbles,” replies Clara silenced the grieving Rapa and resumes focusing on the street in front of her. Arguing with his brother never made him win.

As soon as they reached the hotel they were going to stay in for a few days, Clara-Birma and Cleona-Rapa went into their respective rooms opposite each other. Today they decided to rest at the hotel considering the time is quite late afternoon and the body is quite tired due to a long trip.

Burma followed his wife who had already climbed into bed without changing clothes first. The new habit Burma knows after marriage is Clara who is lazy to change clothes when going to sleep. Early on, Burma thought his wife was too tired, but Clara was lazy.

Knowing that of course does not make Burma regret having married the woman, because however since first decided to marry Clara, Burma has considered everything, so Clara's laziness does not at all make him retreat what else reduces his love for his wife.

Without bothering his wife who had closed his eyes, Burma stepped into the suitcase he was carrying, then take out all the contents before he stacked in the closet available in the hotel room which will be his place of rest for the next few days.

Burma's outstretched hand was about to reach for the button shirt his wife was wearing, but just as his hand touched the top button a rough tap of Burma got and the sharp glare his wife gave made the man scratch his nape misbehaving.

“Kayak strong aja you change me clothes,” delik Clara who changed her position so sit, the hair that was originally draped he looped and that of course can not be separated from the gaze of Burma, the, who honestly can not withstand the turmoil of his normal soul and only get released after a few days ago married to the beautiful woman in front of him now.

“You got me, what is my nantangin?” ask Burma who is currently sitting opposite the wife who is smiling sweetly and a few seconds later attacked him with a short kiss that of course makes Burma surprised and increasingly arouses his desire already he had been holding back from that moment to touch his wife.

But he had not succeeded in overthrowing Clara on the bed, his beloved woman first ran into the bathroom with a laughter that sounded satisfied, but it's very annoying at Burmese hearing to feel in play.

“Awas you, The!” burma shouted with a red face because it was also a passion that he had to endure desperately.

Stepping towards the balcony of his hotel room, Burma deliberately removed his upper clothes so that the wind blows directly to the surface of his skin, relieving the heat that spread on his body.

Soon the door opened and Burma was convinced that his wife had come out of the bathroom. Pretending not to hear, Burma chose to remain silent to enjoy the night view in the hotel where he stayed. The day was not too late, but the cold so pierced his skin, making Burma immediately regretted why he had to take off his top clothes.

“Why not wear clothes anyway, Beer, here cold know not! If you catch a cold how to try?” clara's grunts are full of worry.

The arrival of the wife and her concerns certainly published a Burmese smile, and this time was grateful for her actions to take off her top shirt. Though annoying and careless, Clara remains an understanding, caring and affectionate wife and Burma loves her.

“Look, Yang,” Burma pulled his wife to come closer. “Tomorrow we go there,” he continued while pointing to the green scenery that currently looks black because it is a day that is already night, only from the spotlight of lights and Burmese moonlight can see the beauty of it, the rest will be proven tomorrow.

Clara, who enjoyed the beauty, nodded in agreement. Burma stands behind the wife hugging the slender body and put her chin on the shoulder of the wife enjoying the cold wind that blows and the sight of flickering lights from vehicles passing by also from home as well as the buildings around, making the view tonight more beautiful what else in the company of loved ones.

“I love you, Clara Queen Yeima.” Burmese whispers right in front of his wife's ears.

Clara turned her head without letting go of her husband's embrace, a kiss she gave him on the lips of the husband who was very close in front of her face. “I love you too, Burma.”

After the word love was thrown, the two gave each other warmth on the originally cold night, and made it a long night that neither Burma nor Clara would forget.