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what to do next.   Oh well, they will have to go back to the Empire after the vacation, which has turned into their honeymoon now. 
    Then what?   Should we go back to our civilized world?   Bonita begins to think about the fun and convenience of the modern life.   She feels so bad that she didn’t think about her Mom first.  Sorry, Mom, the most important matter always comes the last, right?  Like the first winner of a, a… Gosh, she almost says the word ‘lottery’.
    She smiles, shaking her head. 
    Then she begins to miss ice cream.  All kinds.   It’s funny you have to worry about the stupid diet when you have so much to enjoy.  She shakes her head and swallows, making up her mind that she will never worry about the silly diet again in her life.
    Oh well, that’s under the condition we are back home again.
    But for now, it remains a dream.   She knows that she will have a hard time to convince Zaak, or General Wouter Aja as he’s so proud of being, that there is a better world out there, a world he has belonged to for so long.
    At least we’re together again.   With this thought, Bonita drifts into her dream slowly…
     

     
    The bird chirming wakes her up.  Bonita opens her eyes and sees sunshine peeking through the window blinds.   “Z-a-a-k…” She turns and looks.  There is no Zaak.  The happy whistling from the bathroom tells her that he is enjoying his bath. 
    She sticks out her hand and then turns the ring slowly.  The diamond and ruby bits are all shining in the sunshine.  Pretty.  She smiles.
    “This hotel is so fucking cheap.  They don’t even have a shower.”  Zaak steps out.
    “General Aja, what makes you believe that there is such thing as a shower in this world?”  Bonita teases, still looking at the shine bits on the ring.
    “What are you talking about, Bonita?  This bathroom smells like shit, too.”
    “It smells much better than yours in the palace, General.”  A small smile appears at the pretty corners of her mouth.   Gosh, thinking of the bathroom alone sends her to the edge of gagging.  
    “My palace?  Bonita, you want a palace?”  Zaak bends down to give her a kiss.
    She pushes him away.   “Zaak, see the diamonds?  And the rubies too.  Aren’t they pretty?” She raises her hand a little bit more.
    “Not a half as pretty as you, Bonita.”  Zaak’s kiss lands on her cheek.
    Bonita turns to kiss back.   “Zaak!  Oh, ZAAK! You’re back!”  There, right in front of her, is her real Zaak, the smiling Caludirian Commander General.  She sits up and holds him tight.  “You’re back, Zaak!”
    Zaak is totally confused.   “Aren’t we in a vacation together, Bonita?”
    “Yeah, right.  But you left for so long.”
    “Where… did I go?” He kisses her pretty cheeks and then her soft lips.
    “Zaak, can’t you remember anything about Atlantis?”
    “Atla… tic… Ocean?”
    “We had a test ride in our new Lamborrari DS, remember that?  And then we landed…”  Zaak puts his index finger on her pretty lips and smiles.  “I know. We are now in Cincinnati, Ohio.”
    “We’re not, Zaak.   Oh my gosh.  Oh my gosh!”  She wraps her arms around her husband and kisses him hard.  Then she tosses big kisses to the air.   “Thank you, Goddess!  Thank you, Athena!  I know you’re listening.  I know you are!”
     
    Three weeks later. 
    Finally, Bonita managed to convince her husband Zaak that he is now the Army Commander of an ancient Earth country—the Atlantis Empire.  And they should go back to meet the King at least once before heading home back to the modern civilization.
    The problem is that regardless how hard Zaak tries he can’t morph back to that ancient General Wouter Aja.
    “Maybe we should go back to the temple and check out that painting again.”
    “Oh, no.  Those rocks gave me real pain in the ass.” 
    Now he remembers something.   Bonita is overjoyed.
    “We will have to figure out a