THE HEIR'S BEDMATE
ExtraParts. Honeymoon
At exactly 10 am, Damian and Teresha arrived at I Gusti Ngurah Rai International Airport, Bali.
A young man, from one of the hotels already booked by Damian, waited for their arrival at the door of the domestic arrival, carrying a sign that read, Mr and Mrs Wicaksana.
Teresha's cheeks heated up reading the signboard, until now she was not used to her status that had returned to bear the status of Madam Wicaksana.
“Welcome to Bali, Mr and Mrs.” The young man reached out his hand.
Damian and Teresha shook the young man's hand in turn. They then walked towards the parking lot, where the car that would take them was.
Taking a journey of approximately one and a half hours, they finally arrived at one of the five-star hotels in the Ubud area.
Damian deliberately chose a hotel that has a villa type room, so that he has a lot of time together with his wife.
Located on a hillside overlooking the river, this spacious villa has a private pool. Villa building designed in a typical Balinese style, and equipped with typical facilities of five-star hotels.
Damian does not matter if you have to spend a lot of money just to rent a room. He wants to spoil his wife. Make the woman fall in love with all the tenderness, indulgence and affection she gives.
“Beautiful once.” Admire Teresha when looking at the beautiful scenery of nature.
“You like?” Damian came with two bottles of soft drink. He opened one for his wife.
“Suka.” The woman then gulped down the contents of the bottle that the husband gave her.
“I will schedule a vacation every year to this place.” Answer Damian later.
Teresha gaped at the husband's words. The woman's head shook then.
“Bali there are still many beautiful places that can be visited. Not only in this place, right?”
Heard the wife's answer. Damian smiled happily. He then approached, and clasped the body of the mother of his son.
“What does that mean you want to vacation every year with me?” He asked while laying his chin on his wife's shoulder.
“No.” Teresha's short answer made Damian's embrace loosen.
“I mean, not just with you, I want us to vacation every year with Leo. And maybe his sisters will be.” Continue the woman. Make the husband back to tighten his embrace.
“Sure, ma. We're going on vacation with our kids. Not only to Bali, but also abroad. I'll take you, wherever you want.”
Teresha. He then placed his hands on the hands of the husband who wrapped around his waist. And resuscitate the back on the chest of the field of the husband.
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“Build, ma. It's already afternoon.” Damian rubbed his wife's cheek gently lying on her chest.
After a short conversation this afternoon. They enjoyed lunch at the hotel restaurant. Then take a short walk in the hotel area that is very beautiful.
After arriving back in the room, I don't know who started, they re-engaged themselves. Sharing sweat together, doing what a newly married couple normally does on their honeymoon.
“What time?” Teresha squirms, but her face is back she buried in the overdraft of the husband's neck. Makes Damian have to hold his breath.
“Jam 6 pm. Let's get up, after that we have dinner.”
“Where do you want? At the hotel restaurant, or want to exit the hotel?”
“In room only. I'm so tired.”
Damian was throwing his breath rough. He then got up, carried his wife's body into the bathroom, carrying her like a koala mother.
“Dam, I can do it myself.” Teresha tries to rebel, but a second later she clings to her husband's body, causing Damian to stop his steps.
“So, want to go by yourself?”
Chief Teresha shook her head. Even though they had legally become husband and wife, the feeling of shame without using a thread in front of Damian was still there.
Damian chuckles. He then continued his steps towards the bathroom.
After having finished bathing for almost an hour, as they again shared sweat in the bathroom, now the couple was ready to eat the dinner they ordered through room service.
Sighing, his strength completely drained. Damian is like a starving lion that has not eaten for days.
“Eat first, ma.” Damian thrust out a plate containing a meat steak that he had cut into small pieces.
Lazily Teresha grabbed the plate. Then put one piece of meat into his mouth.
“Do I want a bribe?” Ask Damian.
“No. I can do it myself.”
Realizing his wife's death, Damian grabs her hand, then kisses her.
“I'm sorry, ma. I didn't mean to exhaust you. I admit, I couldn't help myself. Maybe because for these 16 years, I've never felt it.” Damian clearly took a slow breath.
Teresha gaped at the husband's words. He tried to digest the man's words. Is it possible, the strong man held back for so many dozen years?
“I'm serious, ma. You can't believe it. I don't want to start with a new woman. Even though you don't come back to me.”
Teresha stared fixedly into the bead of the husband's eyes. He was looking for lies there but could not find them. The woman then grabbed Damian's body, buried her face in the overdraft of the husband's neck.
“Finger I love you, Dam.”
“Sure. We will both learn. Start by understanding each other. Understand each other, respect each other. I'm sure someday, that love will come along with the togetherness that we often go through both.”
Teresha nodded. They then broke down the embrace. Damian put a warm kiss on his wife's forehead, before resuming his dinner.
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