The Charm of an Unloved Husband
Anything for the wife

After eating and cleaning Bianca, the girl is getting ready for a walk around the beach, as Raka said.

Bianca was still sitting at the dresser, while Raka was on the phone with her friend.

Bianca put on lotion so that her skin does not dry because of the dryness of the AC, do not forget also she sprayed perfume to some point of her body.

"Darling, is it over?" asked Raka without looking at Bianca and still staring at her phone.

"Hmm, I've." Answer Bianca briefly.

Raka keeps her cell phone in her pants pocket, she extends her hand to her wife.

"Come on." Invite Raka and Bianca not to refuse.

Bianca held Raka's hand, then got up from her seat. They both came out of the room.

Both are already eager for a walk around the beach, unfortunately the weather does not support them. When the two got below, it rained heavily.

"Rain, honey." Raka.

Bianca bent her face, she was sad because she could not go around the beach, even though she was very eager.

Raka, who noticed the change in his wife's face, smiled. He cupped the beautiful face of the wife and rubbed it gently.

"Do you want to walk on the beach?" asked Raka softly.

Bianca nodded her head, and again her gaze locked onto the man's dazzling eyes.

"Wait here yeah, I'll be back." Raka said while encouraging his wife to sit on the sofa in the hotel lobby.

Bianca according to him, he did not know what Raka would do. What is clear at this time Bianca hopes that Raka still wants to take her for a walk to the beach.

"Why it's raining now anyway, I'm going for a walk." Mumbled Bianca sadly.

Bianca sighed softly, she stared around where many people had entered the hotel due to the rain.

They all must also be cool to enjoy the beach breeze at night, but because of the rain so can not enjoy longer.

Not long after Raka came, the man immediately extended his hand to the wife who was still unaware of her existence.

"Darling, let's go for a walk." Take Raka with a smile.

Bianca looked at Raka confused and questioningly. "It's raining, Mom." Bianca said.

"There's an umbrella." Sahut Raka pointed at the pink umbrella in her hand.

Bianca got up from her seat, the girl subconsciously smiled broadly even to the point of laughing at what her husband was carrying.

"Mas, where did you get this thing?" bianca laughed softly.

Raka scratched his nape that was not itchy, he became embarrassed himself to answer his wife's question.

"From the hotel waiter, you want to keep going." Reply Raka timidly.

Bianca laughed again, so excited Raka to fulfill her wish, even willing to look for an umbrella so they can go for a walk.

"Come on, but don't take it long." Raka and Bianca could only nod.

Raka clasped his wife's hand and took her out. Before going any further, he opened an umbrella that was not too big but also not too small.

"Jeez until willingly like this for the sake of a walk to the beach." Bianca Mumbles.

"Come, sweetie." Raka clasped his wife's slender waist so as not to go too far and her clothes got wet.

Bianca moved Raka's hand away, then gave a sharp look that even made Raka laugh.

"That's a big bravo, Mami Bia. Papi gets scared," chirped Raka with a big smile.

Bianca did not reply, she held Raka's hand that did not hold an umbrella.

They both walked down the beach under the rain. It turns out that there are still many people who choose the rain rather than moving from the beach.

"Look, they're all raining." Bianca said pointing towards the beach where many people.

"Hmm, but I won't let you get rained on, let alone sick." Raka's reply was so warm.

Bianca looked at Raka, she was about to return her husband's words, but her gaze was shifted towards Raka's shoulder which was hit by rain water.

"Mas, can you hold an umbrella?" Bianca asked annoyed.

Bianca was about to take over, but Raka shook her head. "I'm raining it's okay, but if you don't." Raka.

Bianca squinted her eyes. "Why is that?" bianca asked confusedly.

"You're too precious to me, Bia. I don't want rain water for you to get sick later." Answer Raka honestly.

Bianca grunts. "You don't want me to get sick, you shouldn't be willing to look for an umbrella." Ketus Bianca's.

"I just want to make your wish come true, Bia. If your simple wishes are not fulfilled, how will I make you happy." Clearly Raka was full of gentleness.

Bianca again almost choked on her own saliva, she looked at Raka who was very good at stringing words until she made her silence.

"Want to buy something?" tanya Raka offers.

Bianca nodded her head. "I want to buy that." Bianca said pointing to a food cart whose manufacturing process was burned.

Looks like it's a sausage and his friends that were made by being burned.

"All right, let's go there." Invite Raka to pull his wife's hand gently.

Bianca come with me. They also ordered the food Bianca wanted, it turned out to be Korean street food. I don't know how the tradesman got there.

While waiting for their order, Raka asks Bianca to hold her umbrella, but suddenly the umbrella that Bianca is holding flies off.

"Yahh, Mum. The umbrella" said Bianca.

Raka encourages Bianca to take shelter under the merchant's umbrella.

"Sir, I'll leave my wife for a minute. Do not get rained on," said Raka.

After saying that Raka was raining to take an umbrella that flew.

"Sir, is her husband in love? Not willing to let his wife get rained on." Said the merchant.

"What a look, Ma'am?" ask Bianca back.

Not without the intention of Bianca to ask, but he just wanted to hear people's opinions. If other people can see Raka's love for her, then why can't she.

"Mbak is lucky. It's handsome, love is like that." Said the merchant.

It looks like this seller is not from Bali, because from the way he talks he is like a Javanese.

Bianca just smiled at the words of this merchant, she then turned to look at Raka who had managed to get her umbrella.

"It doesn't rain, does it have its head?" tanya Raka rubbed the top of the wife's head.

Bianca just shook her head, she then moved to the umbrella her husband held.

"Your clothes are all wet, my mother." Bianca said slowly.

Raka. "It's okay, you can change clothes." Reply Raka.

"Do you want to change my clothes?" ask Raka nosy.

Bianca glared, she pinched Raka's arm which always made her heart go wrong.

"Joking, Honey." Raka whispers softly.

Their orders were also. Raka paid it and then left.

"Reverse to the hotel." Bianca.

"Are you satisfied with the streets?" ask Raka.

Bianca shakes. "Yet, but your clothes are all wet. Later if you get sick, bother." Answer Bianca cuek.

Raka smiled widely, he rubbed Bianca's shoulder with tenderness.

"Thank you, Honey. You care about me" said Raka.

"Not to be so tasting." Reply Bianca ketus.

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