Sie Culun My love
The Part 119
Vacation is the most beautiful thing to refresh the mind. When the mood begins to be ugly we can make the holidays as a cure.
After a ten-hour journey they reached their destination city. The city of Lasem this time is their choice of vacation, a city full of history, culture, and tourist attractions.
They rested at a nearby inn as it still showed at 03:00 in the morning. The next day, their first choice tourist spot is Caruban Beach which is located in Ds.Gedong Mulyo, Kec. Lasem, Cops. Rembang, Central Java.
The place is very beautiful and clean makes us visitors very comfortable to linger there, sitting on the beach while eating fruit, fried, and real coconut ice. After enjoying the food they started walking towards the beach taking some photos.
Did not feel the time to spin so fast three hours they were there, after being satisfied to enjoy the atmosphere of the beach they returned to the inn.
"We're going straight home or what?" ask Raka.
"We just go home full stomach wants to sleep," replied Arin.
"All right." Raka drove her car to the hotel where they were staying. It did not take long they arrived at the inn after the women parked the car out of the car and went straight into their respective rooms.
"The floor is beautiful, sister" said Zahwa while looking at the photo on his cellphone.
"Yes, where are we going tomorrow?" asked Fathul, now they are in the room to lay down his body that still feels tired to make his wife's thigh as a pillow.
"Tomorrow we go to the beach of Karang Ginger Beach," replied Zahwa.
"Whose side is it?" ask Fathul.
"Not far from where you were, Brother" Zahwa replied.
"Oh ... Ay," call Fathul.
"What?" Zahwa looked at her husband.
"You drink" said Fathul.
"So don't get up, Zah get you a drink" his wife said. Fathul woke up from his sleep sitting on a mattress leaning on the head of the bed while watching a television show.
Zahwa got out of bed to get a drink for her husband.
"It's Brother." Zahwa gave me a glass of water.
"Together." Zahwa climbed back onto the bed sitting next to Fathul watching the twin bald television show.
"Once upon a time, if you have twins, it's funny" said Fathul with a sweet smile in front of his wife.
"Remain with smiles." Zahwa, who was beginning to understand her husband's intentions, looked back at the television.
"Come, Ay!" persuade Fathul.
Zahwa pretended not to listen. "Dad." Fathul continued to whine and began to approach his wife.
"Sister, it's broad daylight, meningan we take a nap so that later in the afternoon the body is back fit," said Zahwa.
"We're sleeping, it's the same Ay." Fathul is still trying to get his wife to give rations today.
"Who sleeps out of exercise the same sleep tired travel," said Zahwa.
"What difference?" ask Fathul. Just ask for a lot of reasons.
"Just different." Zahwa focuses on television in search of her favorite drama. Zahwa loved to tease Fathul, letting Fathul keep babbling next to him.
Fathul was not exhausted by the idea that he was back to lay down his body and make his wife's thigh as a pillow and then he wrapped his hand on Zahwa's stomach, put his face and kissed his wife's stomach.
"Sister don't be so amused, haha," Zahwa complained. He tried to let go of Fathul's hand, but what was the power of Fathul strengthened his embrace. Zahwa laughed even more.
"Yes, yeah, geez." Zahwa began to give up and resigned to the will of her husband.
Finally the war on the mattress won the husband, with the pleasure of Fathul immediately began the action of sports in the afternoon.
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I'm sorry I couldn't say something like that, I can imagine for myself.
THANK you for being faithful to my story.