The Longing for Perfection
Honeymoon 2

They were silent and staring at each other. Their hearts beat in rhythm. Zayn's eyes went into Farah's heart. Blaspheme it with beauty.

Slowly, Zayn lowered his head to kiss Farah's forehead and then on both of his eyelids. This world belongs to both of them. No matter how crowded it is out there. Right now, they just want two.

However, Zayn's hungry stomach voice messed things up.

"Mas hungry?" asked Farah with a small laugh.

Zayn settles down next to Farah. "When Mas wants to eat you used to eat rice." Zayn chuckled in annoyance. His stomach was not able to compromise. But actually he did not want to directly take the flower of the virgin Farah this morning. Tonight .. yes, tonight. He should be patient in a moment.

"Do you want to eat here or do you want to eat out?" Zayn.

"Just get out" replied Farah. He then put on a beach cap and changed his clothes in a casual outfit.

They play on the beach and come back after the sun goes down.

When night falls, they rent a bicycle to get around and enjoy the beauty of Karimun Jawa at night. Eat food typical of the island and of course buy some knick knacks typical of the island of Karimunjawa.

"We're still here for two days" Zayn said. He rubbed Farah's back. The woman was busy choosing Karimunjawa knickknacks.

"Yes, I want to buy this for Mother Teacher, mother teacher as well as children" Farah replied. He still chooses.

Zayn scratched his non-itchy nape. The point of his speech was .. he wanted to immediately return to the homestay and immediately chat together. If Farah is busy, it could be .. later the woman will go to sleep when she gets to later.

"Darling, tomorrow can come again" Zayn rubbed his back again.

"It's all you buy, Mas, let it be cheaper" replied Farah. Women are very observant in such things.

"If you can buy cheaper, why should it be expensive" said Farah. "With the same quality, it should be better if you can get a cheaper price."

Arguing with the finance minister's mother is difficult. Well, nevermind. Zayn finally patiently waited for his wife to buy souvenirs that he wanted to share.

Until ten o'clock in the evening, they had just returned to the homestay. The flowers that had been replaced this morning were new.

Farah who initially wanted to unpack the groceries first became understanding if tonight was the beautiful night they would later and she would forget nothing but pleasing her husband.

"Ummm, Mom. I take a shower for a second. It was very sticky, the smell of sweat" Farah said. He's getting very awkward.

Zayn nodded. "You're not accompanied?" he teased Farah.

"I dare to myself" Farah replied and immediately passed from before Zayn. He went into the bathroom. Heart beating. May she give beauty to her husband tonight. Hopefully tonight, she can carry out her duties as a wife.

Farah cleaned herself very clean and fragrant. After that, he came out using a bathrobe above the knee. When he came out, the atmosphere of the room was already dim. The headlights have gone out and only leave the night lights so romantic.

Zayn was standing there. The man is seen hiding both hands behind his body.

"Bottled already?" ask Zayn.

Farah nodded shyly. His heart is beating fast. "It has. Did I make Mas wait a long time?" tanyakanya.

Zayn. "No" he answered. Zayn stepped forward towards Farah.