
After lunch, Wira and Dara left for the ski resort by car. The distance is estimated to be about an hour from downtown Zurich. Train transportation is indeed the most ideal in the country, Wira chose it so that the sensation of their vacation is more pronounced.
At first everything will go, but as the air outside blows colder than usual, Haris and Ratih suggest that Selena is not taken along. Finally, the two lovebirds went alone according to the holiday agenda that had been scheduled today to visit the ski.
Along the way the scenery is presented so beautiful, the train passes through vineyards, cattle ranches, also traditional Swiss countryside with typical buildings. Rows of green and beautiful pine forests are also no less pampering the eyes, then coupled with the exotic snowy Alps make the beauty of the best milk and honey producing country in the world anesthetizes its visitors.
Arriving at Dara's destination was even more captivating, this was the first time he had vacationed to other parts of the continent. The world is so vast, especially when the white snow stretches as far as the eye can see. Unlike the Hero who has often come to this place, he only smelled a smile full of proclamation watching Dara's expression as if hypnotized by Swiss charm.
“You tried?” Wira brought two pairs of skating equipment provided by local administrators.
Dara shook her head with a big smile. “Mas aja, I can't ski.”
“Later to.”
“Fear ah,” reject it. “I saw aja.”
“I want to play with my wife,” she sulked.
“I'm really scared. Don't you miss skiing? I want to see the action of my husband,” persuaded Dara flirting.
“Alright, enjoy this action of your husband dear. Take a good look. Because later I will still drag you to play,” he chuckled.
Dara sat sweetly, enthusiastically watching the hero gliding expertly, seeing her husband like this made her fall even more in love. Wira is indeed charming, thinking about how the way the Wira loves him is always able to make him fumble.
After being satisfied to play alone. The hero drags Dara to come play. Although she refused, Dara was also curious about how it felt. Patiently guided by Dara who had just first set foot on the snowy ground, they really enjoyed the moment together, although Dara finally gave up after several falls.
In the afternoon they enjoy tea with a snack at the restaurant located in the resort around the ski area while watching the winter hot air balloon festival. Various kinds of colorful balloons adorn the air, so beautiful and festive, the perfect combination of various colors with beautiful snow-white expanse.
Finally Wira decided to stay at the resort because if forced back through another path worried about something unwanted. Dara was restless, anxious to fear Selena was fussy.
Wira tells both parents about the situation that trapped him, when asked about his baby, Ratih said that Selena was not fussy at all, even the sound of Selena muttering was heard. Dara seemed more relieved after hearing the voice of her daughter, lucky enough milk stock, until tomorrow afternoon seems to still be enough.
Dara went into the room first while Wira was still chatting with the local people at the restaurant after dinner. Stripping his clothes and soaking in warm water for a moment, the cold air made his body feel sore. After finishing Dara only wore the bathrobe available, because his clothes that had been exposed to snow was wet in some parts.
Dara raises the heating temperature in the room. He was a little shivering because the air outside was indeed very cold to coincide with the Hero entering the room.
“You're cold?” ask Wira.
“Iya Mas's. It's cold.” Dara immediately climbed into the bed and rolled herself up with a blanket.
“Let's order a warm drink after self-cleaning.”
Dara nodded quickly and again drowned herself in the thick blanket.
Wira's clothes were also equally wet in some parts, so only the bathrobe he was wearing at the moment. He called for a dry clean service to clean his clothes and Dara to be used again tomorrow morning.
Wira sat in front of the bed and then remembered about to order a warm drink for Dara. While intending to pick up the phone, Dara's hand held her back.
Dara opened her blanket slowly which turned out that her body was not wrapped by a thread behind the blanket. “I don't need warm drinks, I need Mas to warm me up. Can't we warm each other up?” he said as he bit his lip teasingly.
The eyes of the Hero darkened by the passion of seeing the dish that always bewitched him in front of the eyes. Without getting stale again he joined into the blanket. Crashing intoxicated bodies of his wife, giving each other warmth in the turbulent heat.
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