I grabbed his arm angrily, forcefully waking him up. Other people were told to take a bath, he himself even slept comfortably again. Instead of getting up immediately, Key actually pulled me into his arms. Showered me with small kisses while tickling my waist mischievously. Laughing together. You could say, we managed to make up. Yes!

Fifteen minutes. I was almost tired of being in the car, waiting for him to call by the side of the road. Finally we arrived at a restaurant with the name “Bawang Merah” in Jimbaran, Bali. Key held my hand, took me to the restaurant. The restaurant waiter directed us to the table that...