Marrying a Muslim Woman
Chapters 11. Stronger
It was getting late, Alvian still remained on the sofa with an empty stomach. All of that happened because of his arrogant attitude towards Almaira so that he made him want to ask for help to his wife.
After feeling calmer, Almaira began to venture out of the room to the kitchen to cook food. Almaira knew her husband was hungry. However, Alvian was too prestigious to ask him for help.
Smelling the smell of dishes made by Almaira, making the hunger that Alvian felt increasingly so. The cuisine of Almaira is indeed very good to eat, only Alvian does not admit it.
Alvian was holding back his hunger. Wanting to cook Alvian food could not do it, there was only one way. That is, asking for food to be cooked to Almaira. However, Alvian was already prestigious because he had rejected an offer from his wife.
Not strong with his hunger. Alvian started walking towards the kitchen to see what cuisine his wife made that made Alvian tempted to eat it. Without shame Alvian was already sitting on the dining chair, waiting for Almaira to come and bring her food
Almaira walked up to the table with a bowl of chicken soup she made, with a teletan Almaira took food for her husband and served him very well, like a typical husband and wife.
The first mouthful that Alvian put into his mouth tasted so good and subconsciously, Alvian finished the food inside his plate very quickly.
"Want to add more rice?" almaira and Alvian asked nodding while giving the plate to him.
"I know you're very hungry. However, Mas was too prestigious to ask me," Almaira murmured inwardly.
Alvian was used to being spoiled by his late mother so that Alvian was not used to preparing everything himself, including food.
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By night Ahlan's father had returned home warmly welcomed by Almaira. "Assalamualaikum," Ahlan's father said as he entered the house.
"Wa'alaikumsalam warahmatullaahi wabarokatuh." Almaira has welcomed him very well.
"Dad's home? How do you do a job at the office?" almaira asked as Ahlan's father sat on the sofa in the living room.
"There's in the room, Dad."
"You meet Alvian, make your husband quieter. Don't let him continue to be alone" said Ahlan's father who immediately got a nod of the head from Almaira.
"Yes Dad, Almaira will meet Mas Alvian in the room."
Ahlan's father nodded, allowing his daughter-in-law to go to see her husband, and Almaira entered his room with a glass of milk and biscuits she had taken, just in the kitchen.
"Mas, this is Almaira bringing warm milk to Mas Alvian, in the drink yes, the hunt will be cold."
Alvian approached Almaira and asked, "Why do you have to do all this?"
"Because it is Almaira's duty to serve Mas" Almaira answered with his leisure.
"With all your treatment this reminds me of Mother" Alvian said. She looked so sad after saying the word 'mother'.
"Sorry Mas .. I didn't mean to hurt Mas. However, all this needs Almaira to do, as a wife."
"You don't have to bother taking care of me, we get married also because of mother's request" Alvian said, reminding her of the origin of her marriage to Almaira.
"Don't think this marriage is just a toy. All happened because of the will of Allah SWT, Mas never assume this marriage because of Mother Mas's request, this has become God's destiny."
"I'll never be able to love you, until whenever it is!"
Pain for sure, with as much as possible Almaira should be strong. Despite this time, there was no love in Almaira's heart for Alvian. However, after becoming the wife of Alvian. Almaira would feel pain when she heard from Alvian's mouth that she would never love him.