Marrying a Muslim Woman
Chapter 25. Hugging With Your Permission
At dawn Almaira had awakened from her warm sleep, slowly Almaira tried to open her eyes against the intense drowsiness.
"Well, why do I feel like there's something heavy, yeah." Almaira tried to see what he meant
"Whose hand is this? Don't you think this ...." Almaira raised her head to the side, and said to her surprise, she is currently.
Husband who used to always avoid being together with her, avoid when he wanted to sleep one roof with her. Now her husband was in one place with her without the slightest distance.
Almaira tried to prove it, what was right next to her was her husband, or just her delusion.
Her hand tried to touch the face that had become her husband, and it was not the wish of Almaira alone. The one beside her now, was indeed her husband.
"Finally Mas can sleep one place with me. Whether this was intentional or unintentional, I still felt happy."
It was like a dream to be in the same place as her husband, it was hard to end this beautiful moment.
Almaira continued to look at the face of her husband who looked very handsome when asleep, while Alvian who felt there was a movement made by Almaira. That way, making Alvian wake up from his bed.
The beautiful face had been perfectly framed, in front of her eyes, with the shady eyeballs staring at her from a very close distance.
"You've woken up Maira?" Alvian spoke with a voice that sounded hoarse, typical of people waking up.
"Yes, just now Almaira woke up." Almaira kept trying to control her shyness and nervousness.
"Do you want to pray now?" alvian asked and made Almaira nod with her adorable face.
"Yes there, I'm waiting here." Alvian removed both hands from his wife's body and then, Almaira got out of bed, also after getting permission from her husband.
Moments later, Almaira has returned with a face that looks wet with ablution water.
Every step up to the movement of the Almaira prayer, Alvian watched him very closely. And when Almaira had finished carrying out her duty, Alvian called out to her.
"Maira here." Alvian patted the empty spot beside him.
The obedient Almaira, walked over to the bed while sitting leaning back in the backrest that was already there from the bed.
"What do you need to call Almaira here?" tanyakanya.
Tampa base stale again, Alvian lay Almaira's body in a supine position. A startled Almaira, reflexively hugging her husband's body.
"Mas want What? Please don't hurt Almaira!" Almaira pleaded with her husband tightly.
"Hey! Don't worry, I won't hurt you, I just want to ask you something"
Almaira's mind had drifted away thinking of the no-no.
"Will Mas Alvian ask for his right now, how am I not ready yet" said inner Almaira.
"You don't think in vain, yes. I just want to hug you, can I?" Alvian said as if he knew what his wife was thinking.
Almaira, who looked embarrassed because she had strange thoughts towards her husband, tried to calm down by looking up her face fixed on her husband's face.
"Mas can ask Almaira for anything, as long as Almaira can give it. Since it was Almaira's duty, then Mas didn't need permission for it."
"Thank you." Alvian grabbed onto Almaira's body, hugged her very gently and warmly, entering into her arms again.