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At the end of September they started their first holidays together. Enzo called them their wonderful honeymoon. Tarek pack up for both, as usual. Enzo was very exaggerated with his luggage. As the season was warm, one suitcase was filled with spring clothes and another one filled with winter clothes. In contrast Tarek was much more practical and he took just one small for all.

Enzo's agent, Joanna Cowell, had a wonderful villa in the Swiss village of Montreux. She was always bragging about the quietness and freedom you could breath there. Enzo had never found a person with whom he wanted to spend these kind of holidays. Now at last he had found him and he didn't hesitate to follow his agent's advice.

Joanna was right in everything and took him only some minutes falling in love with Montreux. He leaned out the terrace, saw the amazing views of Leman lake and the astounding Alpen mountains surging out of the waters, and he was charmed by it.

Taron and Carl went with them. This latter in quality of driver to drive them around the wonderful Helvetic country. Luckily the weather was still warm to enjoy open air activities. Their first day Tarek woke up very early, hired a bike and went out biking almost 30 km. When he returned Enzo was fuming holding his steaming cup of tea fiercely.

- Good morning -Tarek walked up to him joyfully giving him a kiss

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- Good morning -Tarek walked up to him joyfully giving him a kiss.

- Good for you perhaps. Don't you ever get out without warning, ok? I've almost called the police.

- Thank goodness we got the common sense of Taron in this house and he sure kept you at bay.

- How did you know that?

- Oh, Enzo. When will you stop from understimate me?

- I mean it. I don't want you keep apart from me in all our honeymoon.

- Stop calling it that. They're just holidays -he opened up the fridge and started to drink directly from the cold water bottle. He drank it all up. Then he wiped out his mouth with the hand as Enzo looked at him reprobate.

- Why do you drink like that? We have glasses.

- I like drinking in bottle. Listen, you are very oversensitive today. What's up?

- They're not just holidays, they're our honeymoon.

- A honeymoon without wedding, ok.

- What if we're getting married on our way back to London? What do you think the idea?

- Don't trivialized, Enzo. When I asked you I meant it. I didn't think playing the housewife, it was for good and bad, health and sickness...

- Yeah, alright. I know all that. But you pressure me.

- Me? Darling, I didn't bring it out again since I proposed you. It's our first holiday day and you scold me because I've been happy just two hours biking and you think I am a slob just for drinking from the bottle. What's wrong with you?

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