
The blue sky blending orange color in the afternoon seemed to embrace the earth. The sun began to sink in the western horizon. His golden spray seemed to smile, saying goodbye to rest at the contest without regret and selflessness had been shining on the earth and its contents all day.
From the eastern part of the night and his army had arrived, slowly enveloping the sky in its dark color, but then a beautiful hue was created from his followers, the, twinkling scattered into a stunning night painting similar to natural alarms that remind everyone that now is the time to immediately gather with your beloved family while unwind.
The black Toyota Alphard with Wira and Dara arrived at their villa at the top as the night began to spread. Actually Dara was a bit confused, the weather from morning to afternoon brightly shone, but their flight was canceled due to bad weather. She wanted him to ask Wira further, but then undo his intentions and decided not to discuss it anymore.
The two housekeepers welcomed their arrival full of joy. The hero took Dara and immediately went inside to the main room. While Mr. Jono was struggling to open the trunk to bring down his employer's luggage, without being ordered by the two managers to immediately transport the goods for the holiday of the master and his mistress into the room.
Dara sat on the edge of the bed and gradually laid her body flat. Spread his gaze around the clean white painted room with a classic design bed equipped with matching white mosquito nets.
A beautiful arch barely laughed etched into her beautiful face. The woman noticed the motion of his wife, then joined to the top of the bed lying on her side facing Dara with one hand supporting her head. The other hand moves rubbing the belly full of Dara pity constantly and repeatedly.
"Is there anything funny? you've been smiling to yourself." The tone of the voice of Wira sounded curious coupled with eyes that were squeaking full of questions.
"I'm just remembering that moment. At that time this was the bridal room, but there was never any bridal activity in it," Dara chuckled.
The hero laughed and then thinned his lips, He embraced Dara to get closer to her, drowned her face at the intersection of Dara's neck and muttered there, "Sorry...."
"For what?"
"I cursed him. At first this bond felt foreign to me and also Mas. But the bond that I consider foreign now even ensnare me, I pinned myself tight and did not intend to take it off." Dara rubbed the side of the woman's face, pulled her closer to him, touched her bangir nose on the nose of the parched Vira and rubbed her gently with a smile that never receded.
"I'll tie him up so strongly that you can never unravel the knot." Wira nailed her gaze increasingly mired into Dara's eyes.
"Cathat. Because I would do the same to you, my husband."
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Romantic dinner has Wira prepared for Dara. On the outside of the Villa a table decorated with beautiful flowers around it equipped with two chairs facing each other has been neatly arranged. Wira also calls the chefs from the famous restaurants around the peak to serve the best menu full of nutrition. Not to forget a reliable violinist is also presented to complete a special night as a gift for the owner of his heart.
At first Wira wanted to invite Dara to dinner outside by booking a restaurant, but when recalling his conversation with Raisa who advised Dara not to be exhausted, but when she did not, finally, he decided to have dinner in the villa.
The brown-haired beauty was unceasingly smiling, a reflection of her heart that was constantly hit by the endless waves of happiness crashing at her. Treated like a queen by the man she loved made her atmosphere soaring.
They had a romantic dinner accompanied by a beautiful violin rhythm. Rona was happy so clearly out of Dara's face. Wira also kept control of the look of his face to look relaxed and smile in front of Dara amid the fear that slowly began to gnaw his heart.