Marrying a Muslim Woman
Chapters 17. Teledors
When Almaira was preparing clothes for her husband, her eyes caught sight of Alvian watching from a distance.
"Eh, I've been up, since when?" almaira asked with some hesitation.
Alvian began to waver because he was caught watching his wife. "Emm .. yeah, uh." Immediately, Alvian switched the conversation. "Why don't you wake up Mas, hemm?"
"Kan, Mas said yesterday to Almaira. Almaira interrupts Mas's sleep. So, Almaira just try not to wake Mas, just now."
"Oh that, yeah. From tomorrow until the future you have to wake up! If it keeps this up, Mas can misfortune to enter the office." Alvian gave an affirmation to his wife.
Almaira smiles. "Yes Mas, Almaira will always wake up Mas."
"Good." Alvian immediately walked into the bathroom. Inside the bathroom, Alvian fell silent while smiling to himself.
"Can you, her smile is so sweet? It's the first time I've seen a smile, Almaira. I realized, if I ever told her, I would never love her. Alvian, you're the reason" Alvian grumbled indistinctly.
Alvian tried to eliminate the feeling that began to appear slowly. However, it cannot be ignored again, that the incident will never be able to forget Alvian.
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Alvian slowly walked down the stairs while looking at Almaira who was serving food on the table. No wind no rain, all of a sudden. Almaira unintentionally, her foot stomped on the end of her robe that was long on the floor.
"Ahhh," cried Almaira in shock. Alvian helps Almaira who accidentally sees his wife tripping, and immediately runs to catch the body of Almaira who is about to fall.
But almaira was in a state of being holding a bowl of hot soup, in his hand so that his wife's hand was doused in the hot soup. It was fortunate that his body did not fall to the floor, just that a little spilled hot soup hit his hand.
Almaira quickly shook her head. "No Mas, Almaira is fine," replied Almaira grimacing in pain.
"You don't lie. Look at your face grimacing so. Try which one is sick? Let me see this first?" alvian said with attention.
"No, Almaira is fine. You need to worry, yes ... Almaira is fine, "Almaira replied while hiding her hands behind her back.
"lik! Here I see." Alvian took his wife's hand.
Almaira gasped in shock, as her husband held her hand. By reflex, Almaira released her hand from her husband's grasp. But almaira is defeated strong with Alvian who notabenya a man.
"Don't dodge! You don't have to be afraid, I won't be anything to you. After all it is natural that I touch you .. You are my wife," explained Alvian without hesitation stating his status.
Almaira begins to realize that she is no longer alone. She is married and her husband is Alvian. So, it's only natural that if Alvian touched it it would have been his right.
With a moment Almaira fell silent and let her husband see her hand. However, by the time Alvian saw his wife's hand. "But your hands are swollen, this red! It must have been very painful" said Alvian, who was very worried about Almaira.
"No. Mas .. This is only a minor wound," said Almaira who did not want her husband to worry.
"Huh, minor injuries? Look at this swell like this, where can be said to be a minor wound. Supposedly, as a doctor, you must already know this wound is not a light wound and needs to be treated immediately!" reprimands Alvian who unknowingly pays attention to his wife.
While Almaira who saw her husband began to feel worried about that, Almaira just lowered her head because she could not hold back the tears that almost fell.
Alvian started lifting his wife's chin. "Hey, you cry, Almaira .. I don't mean to scold you" Alvian said, wiping tears still dripping from his wife's eyes.