Mumut could hardly believe the moment she set foot in Bali. It was like a dream. Mumut took Bian's arm as they walked towards the car that would take them to a resort where they were staying.
"Thank you," whispered Mumut into Bian's ear.
Bian smiled, pushed Mumut's head to his shoulder then kissed the top of his head. The smell of the hair covered in the veil was always intoxicating. Mumut looked up at Bian with a smile.
Bian couldn't help kissing his wife. She felt embarrassed, her cheeks flushed red. She immediately broke free from Bian's embrace and stared at the scenery outside the window. Bian smiled at her.
The trip from the airport to the resort took two hours due to bad roads even though it was actually only twenty kilometers.