SR3. 31. Honeymoon

"Where are you going?" Aryan whispered when he realized Laura was moving, trying to release herself from his embrace.

"It's already morning, Honey. I want to help Mom in the kitchen," Laura replied while still trying to break free from Aryan's increasingly tight hug.

"Ana's already there. Just stay here with me." Laura shifted her position, now facing Aryan, and she gently caressed Aryan's rough jawline with a teasing smile.

"Stop it! Don't try to seduce me, dear," Aryan murmured as he brushed away Laura's playful fingers on his face. He kissed each of Laura's fingertips one by one while closing his eyes.

Laura laughed when her efforts quickly paid off. She jumped out of bed and rushed into the bathroom.

"Watch out, I'll get you later," Aryan warned with a smirk after the bathroom door closed.

Aryan curled back into his warm blanket when Laura returned from the bathroom. Annoyed, Laura woke him up by tugging the blanket from Aryan's body. Aryan grumbled because he felt cold and tried to pull the blanket back with his eyes closed.

"Ouch," Aryan groaned when he suddenly felt a pain in his stomach. Laura panicked and climbed onto the bed.

"Where does it hurt, Honey?" Laura asked, checking Aryan's condition. But Aryan's hands suddenly pulled her down, causing her to fall directly onto Aryan's body.

"I still miss you, my love," Aryan whispered and then playfully kissed Laura's face.

Laura's efforts were in vain, as strong as she tried to free herself from Aryan's grasp. She had to surrender in the end and returned Aryan's hug while inhaling his scent deeply. Aryan gently stroked Laura's hair and occasionally kissed the top of her head.

Aryan couldn't imagine life without Laura. Just three days without her had left him feeling empty, as if a part of him was missing. He promised himself that he would do everything in his power to make Laura happy and make her the queen of his heart.

Their warmth had to end when there was a knock on the door, and Liana's voice called Aryan's name. Laura quickly stole a brief kiss from Aryan's lips and then got up, tying her hair and opening the bedroom door.

Liana shook her head when she found Aryan still curled up in his blanket. She walked over to the bed and forcibly woke Aryan up. She knew it was difficult to wake him up for Fajr prayer. Laura just smiled as she watched the comical scene of Aryan pretending to still be asleep.

"Okay, I'm getting up, Mom," Aryan groaned and then got up and headed to the bathroom.

"You can take the warm milk from the kitchen; I made it for you both. Laura, you can keep him company in the room. He's quite the baby when he's not feeling well," Liana explained and then put her arm around Laura's shoulder as they walked together to the kitchen. Laura nodded with a friendly smile, feeling the awkwardness that still dominated her when she was with her in-laws.

At 7:30 AM, after breakfast together, Arabella arrived with baby Azka, accompanied by Dodik, their driver. As usual, before going to campus, Arabella always dropped off baby Azka at Liana's house. Seeing baby Azka, Andre, who was coming downstairs, immediately went to Arabella and lovingly carried his grandchild. Since baby Azka was the first grandchild in the Alfarizi family, everyone was used to the fact that adults often fought over who would hold the baby.

Aryan was not one to stay idle at home. He insisted on taking Laura to and from college, despite everyone's objections, leading to a lengthy argument.

"Honey, if you're not better by the day after tomorrow, we'll cancel our honeymoon, okay!" Laura's teasing remark immediately silenced Aryan.

Everyone in the living room turned to look at Aryan's expression while trying to hold back their laughter. Laura pretended to be indifferent to cover up her racing heart. Frustrated with Aryan's stubbornness, Laura was forced to speak like that, even if it meant enduring embarrassment in front of her in-laws.

"Thank goodness the playboy has finally found his match," Andre teased before leaving with baby Azka.

"Okay, okay, I'll obey," Aryan replied irritably.

Laura smiled contentedly and reached for Aryan's hand, kissing the back of it. Unexpectedly, Aryan cupped Laura's face with both hands and kissed her forehead. Instantly, Laura's face blushed as she lowered her head, pulling Arabella's hand to signal that they should leave right away.

***

The long-awaited day had finally arrived for Aryan and Laura. That morning, at 8 AM sharp, they set off, with Bang Jali driving them to Adisutjipto Airport. They would be taking a Batik Air flight scheduled to depart at 9:30 AM, and, of course, they had prepared everything the night before.

It took approximately four hours for them to reach Abdurachman Saleh Airport in Malang. It was a fairly long journey, but the two lovebirds felt no fatigue whatsoever. After disembarking from the plane, a man holding a sign that read 'Welcome Mr. Aryan & Mrs. Laura' greeted them. He was a travel agent who would be taking them wherever Aryan and Laura wanted to go during their three-day stay at Teluk Asmoro Beach.

It took another two hours of travel to reach Teluk Asmoro Beach, which was located in Tambakrejo Village, Sumber Manjing Wetan District, Malang Regency. They enjoyed the winding roads with beautiful views of hills and lush forests. As they ventured deeper into the beach area, the air grew cooler, and raindrops covered the car windows.

"Please, we've arrived at the villa. You can rest for a while, and if you need anything, you can contact me," said Agus, the middle-aged man, politely.

"Thank you, Mr. Agus," Aryan replied graciously, admiring the villa, which was designed in a rustic style with various shades of brown.

"You're welcome," replied Agus before opening the trunk and taking out Aryan and Laura's change of clothes. He brought the bags inside the villa and then bid them farewell.

Unable to contain her excitement, Laura quickly entered the room, and her eyes widened as she witnessed the beautiful orange and golden sea with the sound of waves crashing against the rocks. They felt as if they were on the open sea, wrapped in the warmth of the sunset on that late afternoon.

"Do you like it, Honey?" whispered Aryan with both his hands wrapped tightly around Laura's waist.

"So beautiful, Honey," replied Laura without taking her eyes off the western horizon where the sunset greeted them.

"Let's take a bath first, and then we can rest. Tomorrow morning, we'll play on that beach as much as we want," Aryan said as he kissed Laura's cheek and carried her into the bathroom.

Laura was shocked, both of her eyes were fixated on Aryan's Hazel eyes. She put both hands around Aryan's neck with a seductive smile. Laura knew Aryan wanted her. Aryan lowered Laura's body and greedily captured Laura's lips without giving Laura a chance to protest.

"Okay, we'll play for a while as an opening," said Laura amidst their heavy breathing.

Aryan smiled then took off Laura's t-shirt deftly. Laura didn't stay silent and helped take off Aryan's clothes until they both looked innocent. A long sigh escaped Laura's lips which made Aryan burn even more passionately. For a moment, Aryan removed his lips from Laura's chest, he looked at the works of art scattered on Laura's sexy body with a satisfied smile.

"You're getting sexier, Honey," whispered Aryan, biting the tip of Laura's earlobe and then blowing on it, Laura's body suddenly felt an extraordinary sensation. A sensation that cannot be described in words, it can only be felt, enjoyed, and makes them soar high like above the clouds.

Laura slowly brought her face closer to Aryan's and then gently kissed Aryan's lips. She traced Aryan's teeth with her tongue, not wanting to be outdone, Aryan deepened their kiss. Aryan sighed with his eyes closed then lifted Laura's body without breaking the kiss, took Laura together into a bathtub filled with warm water filled with rose petals. The soft fragrance from the air freshener mixed with the aroma of the soap in the bathtub made the newlyweds even more in love.

Sigh after sigh filled the narrow room, without worrying that anyone would hear Laura scream in incomparable pleasure when they both reached climax.

"Thank you, Honey," Aryan whispered with breathlessness as he hugged Laura, who was on top of him, showering her face with kisses.

Laura's face blushed when she realized how she had played with such abandon earlier, nearly taking control and overwhelming Aryan. She hid the redness in her cheeks by embracing Aryan, trying to calm her racing heart.

After cleaning up, they put on casual clothes and went outside the villa, trying out the local cuisine of Malang while enjoying the twinkling lights reflecting in the sea. Not for a moment did Aryan take his eyes off the sweet girl with rosy cheeks sitting in front of him. For him, all of this still felt like a dream, a beautiful dream that he was reluctant to wake up from.

At 9 o'clock in the evening, they decided to return to the villa to rest. Laura felt a new kind of fatigue settling in as her body sank onto the bed. She played with the rose petals that covered the white bedsheets, realizing that their honeymoon night had become a reality, a night with the man she loved with all her heart.

"I'm sorry, I could only make our honeymoon night a reality now," Aryan said with a guilty feeling. It had been almost two months since they got married, and only now did they truly feel like newlyweds.

"No need to dwell on the past. I'm grateful that you now love me sincerely," Laura replied, embracing Aryan.

"Thank you for everything, Honey. I love you, really love you," Aryan whispered before slipping under the blanket. His heart raced with anticipation, imagining the intimacy they were about to share once again. With curiosity, he lifted the blanket covering Laura's body.

Aryan's lips immediately opened wide with saliva almost dripping when he saw Laura wearing only sexy black lingerie. He looked at Laura's full breasts which were peeking out from behind the lace. Laura covered her face with both hands, she was embarrassed beyond words because Aryan was looking at her so intimately. The strange flash that he had encountered several times in Aryan's vision now dominated.

Aryan threw the blanket in any direction then continued to take off all his clothes. "Honey, I want you now," whispered Aryan hoarsely as he pulled Laura's hand which was covering his face.

The cold air in Malang City did not dampen the passion for their hot romance, in fact the activity was repeated again, giving each other warmth and pleasure until they were both tired and fell asleep.