The King meets the Queen
RBR 60's

Sorry if there are many typos....

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After the departure of Agung and his family, Anita breathed a sigh of relief. Anita sat herself on the sofa to her left. He rubbed his head which felt heavy. Anita feels bad for the King, especially Gunawan. Anita hasn't told Gunawan about this. What if later Gunawan asked how he told him later.

"Don't think too much about this, Anita. All the problems are done" Mahendra said.

"I know, I just feel bad for Gunawan. You see, the King was battered once beaten with the Great Mas," complained Anita.

Mahendra smiled as he rubbed his wife's hand gently. "Let's rest. Tomorrow we have to go back to Jakarta!" bring Mehendra.

The King, Queen, and her friends were gathered in a room, the Queen and the King's room. They were discussing the matter of King and Imagery that happened just a moment ago. They do not believe that Citra is willing to drop her pride for revenge on the Queen.

The King grimaced as the Queen compressed the bruise on her face with ice water. The king saw the Queen's face that looked sad as well as the eyes that had been glazed. The king gave his friends a code to get out of his room. Egi and his friend went out to make room for the Queen and the King.

After his friends left the room and the door was closed, the King continued to quietly notice the sad face of his wife. Even the King had seen tears coming out of the Queen's eyes.

"I'm the one who got hurt are you crying?" asked the King who intended to tempt his wife.

The queen wiped away the tears that ran down her cheeks. She looked at her husband's face with a sad look. He felt a wound on his face and then rubbed it.

"It hurts like hell?" ask the Queen.

The king nodded, grabbed the Queen's hand on her face, then kissed the back of the Queen's hand. "But it hurts more if you cry, Dek!"

"Damn, dreadlocks." The queen tried to smile even though it felt very heavy.

The king cupped both sides of the Queen's face staring at her lovingly and gently frowned her forehead in a long pause. The Queen closed her eyes feeling the calmness of each King peeking at her forehead.

The king distanced his body so that he could look at the beautiful face of his wife. Traces of tears that wet his wife's cheeks.

"I'm sorry for the attitude of the Great Sirde to you, yes" said the Queen. The Queen felt bad for the King, because indirectly he was the cause of the King to experience this.

"It's okay. It's just a misunderstanding." The Queen actually regretted the attitude of her late father's brother. He shouldn't be a vigilante to solve that problem. But the most important thing is now that everything is finished, the Queen is relieved because everyone has believed in the King.

"Ja, why didn't you try to fit in with your mukulin pack?" ask Queen.

The king changed his position. Now the King is laying down, making the Queen's lap a pillow. "You know, I'm afraid your uncle will stop at nothing to try to hit me." The Queen did not stop rubbing the King's forehead.

"But I can't bear to see you, your face is so ugly." The Queen touched the bruise on the King's cheek with a slight pressure on her making the King grimace in pain, but making the Queen chuckle. "So ugly, right," taunted the Queen who wanted to try to melt the atmosphere.

"Jelek also you keep the love of death with me," the King was proud of himself.

"But, what a pain!"

"should."

"Isssh, how cute are you."

The Queen repeatedly gave a pinch to the King's stomach, making a tingling taste in his body. The King quickly pulled the nape of the Queen and countered by kissing many times the Queen's cheek.

"Forget, Ja. Amused tofu," whine spoiled Queen.

The king stopped himself from kissing the Queen. The Queen has her head in the Queen's lap. The king felt a comfortable position for him to lay his head down. The king tilted his body. His face was in front of his wife's stomach. The flat stomach of the wife, hoping that the seeds that she has planted every day quickly grow in the womb of the wife. The king, who was carried away, kissed his wife many times in the stomach.

"May she grow in your belly yes," the king hoped.

"Mother."

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The night was getting late, everyone was already asleep. But in one of the rooms, a couple is still not tired in their night struggle. Although the body has been moistened by sweat even with AC temperature is already in cold mode. The King and Queen still feel at home to express love for each other in the unification of their bodies. They just want to forget the problems they just experienced and want to leave sweet memories in that place before tomorrow they return to Jakarta to start a tiring routine.

The long night they had gone through. Tired of being defeated by the satisfaction they get. The King rolled his body beside the Queen, making the Queen's plain chest as a cushion of her hand he circled to the Queen's belly. Both are still eye-opening racing to scoop up as much air as possible. After their breathing returned to normal, the two compactly closed their eyes and fell asleep.

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The next morning the Queen was tidying up her belongings when the King came out of the bathroom. The king looks fresh with his wet hair, a beautiful sight in the morning.

"Have you finished cleaning?" ask King. The king sat down on the edge of the bed and started wearing his shoes.

"It's over!" The queen went back to check her belongings before closing her suitcase.

The king dried his still wet hair before he tightly hugged his wife.

"What's the matter, how spoiled tumben really?" The queen returned her husband's embrace. It felt very comfortable when the Queen rested her head on the King's shoulders.

"For the kids, Deck. If I hug you it feels like the burden on my mind is gone."

The Queen smiled happily, The Queen also thought the same as the King. Hugging her husband calms her mind.

The King pulled away, spacing his body with the Queen's body so that he could clearly see the Queen's face. Drawing the Queen's two hands and grasping them, the King said what he wanted to say to the Queen.

"Dad! We certainly know, the problems we will face in the future may be more than this. But I beg you, we can settle the matter with a cool head," the King and Queen immediately nodded in agreement.

The King grabbed the Queen's head and kissed her forehead, before the sound of knocking on the door from the front of her room brought their romance to a halt.

"King, Queen, are you awake, son?" The King and Queen knew clearly whose voice it was.

"Already, Bun."

"Already, Mah."

The queen stepped in to open the door of her room and let her mother in.

"Where, honey, are you okay, son?" Anita approached the King and rubbed his daughter-in-law's hair.

"It's okay, Bun!" The king smiled at his father-in-law.

"Mother apologizes on behalf of the Great mas ya. Mommy regrets the attitude of her pakde the Queen who does not want to listen to the mother's words." Anita could only sigh when she remembered last night's incident.

"Yes, Bun. The King thanked Mother, last night helped the King." Anita smiled sincerely at the King.

"Yes, have you guys prepared? Let's have breakfast first, the others are waiting for you."

"Yes, Bun. The King and the Queen are down in a moment" said the King.

"Yes, Mother comes down first."

Anita stepped out of the Queen's room, and re-joined the others downstairs.

Inside the King and Queen's room were ready with her belongings. The two come out together. The King's left hand tightly grasped the Queen's hand, while his right hand he used to drag their large suitcase.