Moment of Clarity

Chapter 3 - Body Talk

*Mature Content*

Anton P.O.V

I put down my iPad, locking it. I looked at my watch, '5:18'. We decided to have our honeymoon at Germany and here we are.

"Attention, we will be landing in 10 minutes. I repeat, we will be landing in 10 minutes." The pilot announces, his voice raspy because of the blown speaker.

I fix the beanie on my head and tugged in my jacket. I opened the door which leads to a room with a bed, there I see Louisa sleeping, peacefully. "Mrs. Zaslavski." I whispered softly in her ear. She stretches and moans a little bit. I kissed her cheek softly. I hand her her coat and she puts it on.

"Do you have tea?" She smiles.

"Here," I handed her a cup of tea. "Don't worry, it's still warm." I smile.

She looks outside the window, "Wow," her eyes focused on the sky. "The sunset looks so good." she takes a sip.

I can feel the plane go down and I feel myself move a bit. "We have landed safely, thank you for flying with us." The pilot says through the speakers.

"I'm gonna grab our bags, go finish your cup of tea. We're not in a hurry." I opened the compartment and grabbed our bags, one by one.

"So, where is this special place you we're saying." she tosses me a smirk.

"Oh well, it's a place you'll see later."

"Such a tease." she chuckles softly.

I scratch my neck before speaking, "Hey, uh, there's this festival near the honeymoon place and I think we can go?" She shot me a look.

"Do they have booze and cake?" She asks like a kid.

I nod and smile at her question. "And it's also a dance party."

"We should probably go." I looked at my watch.

"Where? To the honeymoon place or the festival?" She emptied her cup of tea.

"To the honeymoon place." I grabbed her hand and she didn't refuse.

"They should've put the bags in our car now."

I open the car door for her and she gets in, I did the same. The radio plays a rock song, "Oh my God, it's Radiohead." I turn up the volume. "I didn't know you were also a fanboy." Louisa laughs. "I-I love Radiohead, Justice and Daft Punk." I kept my eyes on the road. "How about you? What or who are the bands or singers that you love?" I got excited to hear her answer.
"Well, I love Whitney Houston, Kate Bush, Tom Odell, Elbow, Arctic Monkeys, The 1975, Foster the people, and the neighborhood."

"We're here!" I exclaimed.

I opened the door for her and started bringing down our bags.

"Wow," she observed the house.

It's a two story house and it's nature friendly. There's a lake nearby, we could swim there. The house has a pool built at the terrace and it heats up.

"How the fuck did you buy this house?" She laughs.

"I didn't, my dad did. We stay here every summer and winter as kids." I looked at her still staring at the house.

"Are you gonna stare at it or you're gonna go inside?" I smile.

"Come on!" I picked her up playfully.

"Oh my god, Anton!" She screamed happily.

I dropped our bags near a counter. "Hey, it's almost 6. We should go to the festival, it's only a 5 minute walk." I pointed out the door.