
Tomorrow is the day Bian and Lea leave for the Maldives. Tonight the two are being preoccupied with packing the items they will carry. Two large suitcases hold the clothes and items they need.
"It's tired." Leah threw herself on the bed.
"All the stuff's in, right? No one missed?" Bian is approaching Lea.
"I think it's all, anyway" Lea said while thinking.
Bian threw his body on the bed right next to his wife. The atmosphere was silent, both of them were both silent and dissolved in each other's minds. Bian's eyes stared straight up, at the ceiling of the room. He looked back at his wife who seemed to be smiling. Then his eyes turned again towards the ceiling of the room, when caught looking at Lea.
"Why do you care about me?" ask Lea who feels uncomfortable to be noticed Bian.
"Can't you?" Bian.
"It is not permissible if not permission first" said Lea.
"Yee .. Why permission. You're my wife." Bian rubbed Lea's head.
Lea immediately stopped Bian's hand ruffling his hair. Waving Bian's hand so as not to re-shuffle his hair. But the more forbidden, the more nosy Bian scrambled Lea's hair.
"Ih ... It's ah!" reject Lea.
"That's a mess" Lea protested as she fixed her hair.
"Games!" bian said as he turned his lips to kiss Lea. Directly without any cue fended off by Lea. Leah moved away from Bian.
Finally Bian stopped teasing Lea. Back in silence, staring at the ceiling of his room again.
"You have been smiling to yourself. I wonder what the hell you are thinking. To the extent that his own smile is rich," said Bian.
Lea glanced at Bian with her tail. Since when did her husband become a super PD (confident). He could have thought that Leah was thinking about him.
"Just son," Elak Lea.
"I am thinking tomorrow. Finally we can go to the dear Maldives," Lea continued with a beautiful smile that slowly expanded on her sweet lips. The smile that then spread to become wide and more beautiful. Ah that's how Lea is, too pretty that it's hard to translate with words in a series of writings.
Bian smiled at Lea who looked happy. He was relieved because soon his wife's dream to go to the Maldives was realized. In the midst of his busy life, he was finally able to spend time going to the beautiful island.
"You happy, baby?" ask Bian.
"Buangettttt .." Lea replied quickly.
"Thank God you're happy." Bian approached to hug Lea.
"I'm not so guilty of being a husband. If the wife is happy, the husband is happy too. Yes, even in a simple way," said Bian while hugging Lea in the position of both still lying on the bed.
Just now Bian said in a simple way. If you look at it again, it's not simple anymore. Going to the Maldives is not simple. To get there, you need to spend a lot of money. Uh but for a CEO like Bian. Going to the Maldives is like going to the market. It's easy for him. Luckily Lea gets a dirty husband twisted and not stingy like Bian.
"Thank you dear," said Lea returned Bian's embrace.
"Either. Hope you like it." Bian looked at his wife's face.
In a matter of a few seconds, his lips had landed smoothly on Lea's lips. Lubricate it greedily, bite the little lips so that it makes a decapitation sound from the mouth of both.
When engrossed in his activities. It was faintly heard from outside the room. Precisely on the lower floor, some people were shouting and pounding footsteps running around. Soon Bian and Lea stopped their activities. They stared at each other in confusion.
Gee. What's going on down there, huh?