2 Flower Stalks
The delayed activity

The plane had landed perfectly on the runway that was already available. Arrived in a destination country X.

Hanafi came to this X country only to attend the wedding reception invitation of his childhood friend.

His name is Reyhan they are schoolmates and close neighbors Hanafi while in his old house. But when Hanafi decided to move house, communication with Reyhan continued to run well.

Reyhan and his wife lived in the same town as Hanafi. Her marriage was held 1 week ago. But she chose to hold a wedding reception in country X. A country that is famous for its beauty, many people say that country X is a country of people who are drunk in love.

When Hanafi accepted his invitation, he muttered inwardly.

hmm..why should the reception in a place far away siih..like there is no building in this country.maybe they all will honeymoon there...

I'm so lazy...Kriss will attend...

Throw it at Hanafi's desk. His eyes were closed and leaning on his chair, but a moment later he had reached for the invitation again and looked at him and now his lips had shown a thin grin.

eehh honeymoon yes.hehe I will go there with my wife Insha...

And that's the beginning of Hanafi and Insha can get to the X country. The wedding reception was held in the afternoon but by 07:30 in the morning they had arrived.

In accordance with the orders of the young master, Kriss has now been dropped off in a special guard by several bodyguards that have been standby at the airport, also, the control of the X state police accompanied to a villa that had been prepared by Reyhan for Hanafi.

Knowing that this one friend is an important and influential person, Reyhan specifically prepares luxury villas and also strict control of his bodyguards. He is very much looking forward to the presence of Hanafi which will certainly be the center of attention in his recipe. Of course because the wedding party did not escape from the media crew who will cover specifically the running of the event, the recipe will be phenomenal news if attended also by the young master of the Wijaya group.

"Hmmm thank goodness you were really present for my recipe.you are indeed my best friend.On the sidelines of your busy life you also took the time to be present in this X country for me.."

muttered Reyhan softly after he received a call from his men who prepared a special villa for Hanafi, they gave a report when Hanafi arrived.

Without them knowing that the special treatment from Reyhan is Kriss not Hanafi.

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While Hanafi the young master was writhing under the covers, still in the room in his private plane.

it had been an hour after the plane landed perfectly, these two lovebirds were still fast asleep in their luxurious rooms.

The plane has been parked neatly in a special place an airport that has been rented Hanafi, the aircraft engine is still faithful in the light.

The flight crew is also still fully onboard, ready if the master needs anything and waiting for the next order from the young master.

Kriss also told him before leaving the plane not to wake the young master, and advised that no one on the plane had moved from his duties before the young master actually got out of the plane.

Hanafi stared at the clock on the wall of the room.

it's been a long time since I fell asleep.The plane must have landed by now...Kriss must have left..

Slowly Hanafi got out of bed trying not to make any sound, because the one under the blanket was still asleep.

Hanafi corrected the blanket Insha who had half covered his face, put the blanket down to the bottom of his neck, then in a soft kiss on his wife's forehead.

Hanafi came out of his room and there were two men sitting in front of the door of his room who were immediately shocked to see Hanafi standing beside him without making a sound.

The two men immediately woke up and bowed deeply to Hanafi.

"I'm sorry, sir..."

"What's wrong.thank you you guys must be tired..."

"No sir forgive us.."

"Bring me two sandwiches with grilled meat and fresh fruit.My stomach is hungry.."

"Okay sir ..we'll be ready soon.."

answer them both at the same time.

"Is there anything else you need.."

"Nothing.bring later to the room ya.."

the two men lowered their heads and moved back, but only a few steps Hanafi said again.

"Oh yeah.wait.."

"Yes sir.."

instantly stopped and stared at Hanafi at a glance.

"Did Kriss leave the airport..?"

"Yes, sir, Mr. Kriss left the airport 1 hour ago.."

"Who he went with.."

it's been 1 hour yeah.the plane arrived sooner than I thought...

"Mr Kriss was picked up by some people they said were emissaries from Mr. Reyhan.."

replied while giving Instructions to his friend to immediately leave him and prepare food for Hanafi.

"Then..."

"Mr Kriss was taken in a white car, and there were also several motorcades from the local police escorting Mr. Kriss.."

"What Reyhan came too.."

"No sir, we did not meet him at all.."

"Bright...."

Suddenly his laughter broke while entering his room again.

The man nodded slowly as Hanafi re-entered his room, then shook his head in surprise and stood again in front of the door.

I do not understand the behavior of rich people like young masters.his behavior is sometimes strange...

the voice of the man's heart while rubbing sweat on his forehead which paled from Hanafi shocked him earlier.

Hanafi closed the door of the room and tried to muffle the sound of his laughter leaving a wide smile on his lips while covering him with both hands.

Rey..rey.you prepared all that to welcome my bodyguard...

anyway, you gave me the idea to take my wife on her honeymoon through your invitation...

Still with a big smile now Hanafi approached Insha who was still asleep under his blanket. Rubbing her slightly wet hair gently.

Insha slowly opened her eyes and smiled at Hanafi who was beside her rubbing her hair.

Hanafi whose mind is still focused on the words of the honeymoon, without realizing it directly******* exhausted lips Insha who just woke up, no matter why his mind flew everywhere imagining the meaning of a man's version of honeymoon.

Insha was eager to receive Hanafi's sudden treatment, but he did not reject it and let Hanafi who was now on top of his body embrace him tightly.

It.tokk..

the sound of knocking on the door.

Both of them jumped in shock at the knock on the door and stopped the activity that began to heat up.

"Yep..."

Hanafi descended from Insha's body and snorted in annoyance.

"Who's the han.."

"I ordered the sandwich because I was hungry, but they interrupted my show.."

sorry because I had ordered food that was even ready sooner than expected.

Insha just fell silent and laughed softly covering her face with a pillow.

"Now..."

A flight attendant came in and brought a tray of 2 sandwiches and some fresh fruit pieces.

Hanafi gestured for the flight attendant to leave immediately, understood and immediately left the room with a slow nod.

"I'm not hungry..."

"Loh why mas han.not just said hungry..."

he had already removed the pillow from his face.

"I'm not feeling good anymore.."

"Why is it.."

already looking at Hanafi with a curious face.

"I'm more tasteful with your body now..."

already grinning at Insha, a few seconds later ambushed and continued the delayed activity again.

why start again.can I not stand up later...Insha

Seriate...