2 Flower Stalks
Destinations to country X

Insha still hesitates that he is standing on the edge of the pool, only looking at Hanafi who is now in the pool, wearing only his shorts.

"Insha come on..friend me. Here.."

"I'm afraid of you..."

still in place.

"Fear why..?"

"I can't swim..."

"haha.calm Insha you will not drown.The water is not deep.only this.."

marking a pool of water that is limited to his stomach.

yes I know mas..I also see.but the body mas han high.if I who enter the pool must be high water more than that.can-can reach my chest later...

Seeing Insha in his place, Hanafi came out of the pool and approached Insha.

Smiling sweetly Hanafi took Insha and slowly pulled her into the pool.

"Come on.friend me Insha.."

Insha nodded even if forced, Hanafi jumped first into the pool and then extended both hands to Insha. Slowly Insha went down and into the pool, Hanafi held Insha's waist down slowly in the pool.

Sure enough Insha's guess of the pool water is now up to her chest,

"Do you want to learn to swim.I'll teach you.."

holding Insha's chin and raising her their gaze was fused.

"No mas han.I'm afraid.again we will not swim every day.."

already smiling spoiledly teasing Hanafi.

"You're smart, too, apparently.."

pinched Insha's cheek with his anxiety.

"Well, you can feel the pleasure of swimming now.."

Hanafi turned his back to Insha

"What do you mean.."

"Get it..."

"Fine.naiik where mas.."

She was confused by her husband's behavior.

"This goes up to my back.."

his hand had already made a move about to carry Insha from behind.

"That's right.it's okay mas han.."

"Indeed why are you my wife.who will forbid.ayo quickly get on my back.."

Insha complied and went up to Hanafi's back.

"Hold on my chest, dear.don't let go before we get to the end of it.."

Hanafi gave instructions and pointed at the edge of the pool at the fairly long end.

what did mas han say...

Insha had not been able to answer but Hanafi had started swimming by carrying Insha on his back, Insha was closed for a moment to feel afraid in case he drowned with Hanafi who was not strong enough to hold his body. It's not easy to swim with a cradle like that.

But for Hanafi whatever he will do to make his beloved wife happy, because in his mind there is nothing to be happy about, the person closest to him is now his wife Insha.

That hot afternoon they spent in the pool, no matter how many times Hanafi went back and forth swimming from end to end by carrying Insha on his back.

Feeling tired even Hanafi called the villa manager to immediately prepare lunch for him.

Lunch has been prepared in the dining room with all the typical cuisine of country X is delicious smell looks evocative both of them who already look hungry after playing water long enough.

The two of them ate still in white towel pajamas with hair that was still slightly wet.

There were also two waitresses beside them helping to serve and take food for them.

Their stomachs were filled to the room, Hanafi walked while holding his arms around Insha's neck.

"hmm so full I..dry your hair and change clothes.we pray first and then immediately sleep ..I sleepy once.."

stroking his own stomach and gently stroking Insha's hair that is still broken.

"Knew to sleep.."

he looked at Hanafi confusedly.

"What do you want dear.do you want me..."

"Iihh.no mas han.I mean.."

"What's..."

already wanted to kiss Insha's lips but was held by her.

"It's not like an hour later I'm going to attend a wedding reception of a friend mas han.."

"Haha.you think I came to this country to attend that event.."

laughs loosely and encourages Insha's body to walk again.

"Then I came here for what it was.."

"You want to know..."

stopping his steps and looking at Insha again, now his laughter was gone for a moment.

His face was very serious.mas han was angry yes.indeed there was something wrong with what I asked..

Fear yourself with the current expression of Hanafi.

Nodding slowly said Hanafi's sentence just now.

"I'm here to..."

as fast as lightning carried the tiny body of Insha with both hands, now her face had changed to laugh again.

"Heyy mas..download me.someone sees us later.."

"Let's do what they do when they see it..."

Entering the room lau slowly lowered Insha's body on the bed.

"Have known our purpose in coming here.."

Insha did not answer just blushed in shame in front of Hanafi who was now on top of his body.

"For this..."

******* Insha's tiny lips until they make her flutter.

"mas...mmmm"

can't say anything.

"Mas han..stop the time of prayer run out later.."

Said while closing his mouth dodging Hanafi's attack again.

"Hehe..oh yes.ayo change clothes first.then pray.."

scratching his head was embarrassed because he had forgotten his original purpose of going to the room.

They both change clothes that have been prepared and brought specifically from home the day before they leave for country X.

Then they also pray together and sleep while hugging.

**

VVIP's waiting room state's grandest building X places in Reyhan's wedding reception.

It looks like a man wearing a suit complete with a tie and shiny shoes is sitting alone on a soft sofa.

Inside the room also stood a bodyguard at the door, he looked on guard to make sure no one entered without permission from the owner of the event.

why should I be sent to this boring show...

Kriss seemed to be caught off guard about 15 minutes after his arrival with dozens of bodyguards prepared to take him from the villa to the event building.

He was allowed to be in the waiting room with no one to accompany him except the bodyguard who was sculpting without a word at the door.

Kriss seemed to snort a few times while staring at the screen of his phone, seeing anything that he thought could eliminate his sense of boredom.

Clik....

the door's sound is open.

Kriss also turned his head to look like a bride in a suit came to him and followed by the bride who walked behind him, yes..he is Reyhan and the wife of the originator of the honeymoon impromptu young master because of the invitation of the wedding reception.

Reyhan hugged Kriss warmly which of course was not realized by him that in his embrace now is not Hanafi his childhood friend but Kriss the young master shadow man.

No one suspects his disguise, because they are like 1 human greeting 2 bodies it is difficult to distinguish it as long as Kriss does not take off the mask that slalu in use then all will be safe.

After all, no one would dare to take it off when faced with the man they thought was the owner of the Wijaya group. Everyone will feel respect for him, let alone his childhood friends the top brass of the country greatly respect his presence.

"Thank you, Han.you've already made a presence at my wedding reception..."

Reyhan's words broke the silence as he patted Kriss' back softly.

Seriate...