Marrying a Muslim Woman
Chapters 19. Sharing Stories
Instantly without being expected, tears began to flow out from both of Alvian's beautiful eye-pleasers. It hurts to think back to the time with the most precious person in the world. Each moment and its togetherness, makes the witness of her beautiful ascetic love and togetherness.
Almaira tried with all her courage to try to hold her husband's hands, trying to strengthen him.
"Yes, don't be sad .. There is still me here who will always be a place for you to pour out all the suffering and injuries that Mas has experienced so far."
Instantly Alvian gasped in shock at Almaira's treatment this time. Instantly, Alvian stared into the eyes of Almaira, trying to find the sincerity of his wife's two beautiful eyeballs and Alvian did not see the slightest lie from all his wife's words. Almaira spoke very sincerely, accompanied by a very soft heart, making Alvian could not ignore his words.
"Are you willing to be the place where you complain and tell stories?" ask Alvian.
Almaira smiled by looking at her husband's eyes. "Whatever problems Mas faces, Almaira will always be faithful to listen to all complaints that Mas experienced. Making it the most comfortable place for Mas alone, is more than happy enough for me."
"You'll never feel what I'm feeling now, nor will you be able to understand what I'm going through because you don't know the slightest bit about the problem Mas is facing."
"Then Mas had to share his story with Almaira. That way, little by little, slowly Almaira will find out what Mas is experiencing and feeling right now" Almaira replied with a gentle smile.
"It's free to tell you, at the end of the day, there's only pity, not a way out that Mas will get from you" said Alvian, who does not believe in the seriousness of Almaira.
"We are together who will find a way out" Almaira said and made Alvian frown, after hearing his wife's words.
Almaira, who saw her husband, seemed to understand what he was thinking. "In the beginning of Mas who told it to Almaira, from there argue and make the right way out for Mas."
Almaira rubbed her husband's hand gently. "No, don't think about it again, yeah. Mas will look very ugly if this cry," said Almaira so that Alvian smiled.
Alvian who realized that became embarrassed, by trying to turn his face away from the face of Almaira who did not want to look weak in the presence of a woman.
"Here you are, look at Almaira here." Almaira tries to persuade Alvian.
"No way, you'll ridicule me again." Alvian was still muddled with his stance.
"Your mother is like a child, yes. Gemesin knows Mas Almaira saw it," said Almaira with a slight smile.
Alvian turned to face Almaira. "Don't talk like that. I'm a big boy, Almaira! Don't you try to tell me I'm a kid again!"
Finally, Almaira's speech, able to make Alvian turn to face him
Almaira did not answer, but raised her hand to try to touch her husband's face. Slowly, Almaira's hands gently rubbed Alvian's cheeks, to remove the remaining tears from her handsome husband's face
Alvian, stunned by the gentle swipe from Almaira's hand that touched his cheek, began to feel a strange sigh that Alvian felt now, as he approached Almaira without distance.
Seeing the sharp gaze of Alvian made Almaira become unfriendly adjacent to Alvian even though they had become a couple. Almaira was silent after she finished wiping her husband's face, she still could not believe what she was doing just now.