Marrying a Muslim Woman
Chapter 40. Pink Virus
Almaira hurriedly prepared clothes for her husband while he was still in the bathroom.
After that the bathroom door was opened by revealing the figure of her husband who looks charismatic, began to walk closer to her. Wryly, Almaira was embarrassed to face her husband again.
"Mas, Maira wants emm .. come out. Almaira's going down."
Alvian did not comment on his wife's words and continued to approach Almaira very close.
Almaira continued to retreat backwards until at the end of the corner made her step stop, at once Alvian also began to approach his wife with a look of eyes that seemed to crave something.
"Mas, it's under must be Dad's waiting for us Mas. You don't mess with me" pinta Almaira was a little scared.
"Dear you don't be afraid, I'm not going to do anything about you, but how can Mas change clothes if you continue to be here, Do you want to see Mas change clothes?" Alvian seduced his wife.
"No! Maira doesn't want Mas, Almaira goes down first. Could later follow yes. Don't forget the warm milk in the drink first, fear it will be hunted cold."
With a quick step Almaira walked outside, after getting a gap to be able to escape from the figure of Alvian—suami!
Alvian just laughed a little at the behavior of his wife who looks very adorable while being close to him.
Seeing the time that began to rise during the day, Alvian was in a hurry to wear his clothes and did not forget, he also drank a glass of milk made by his wife.
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On the other hand, Almaira is seen descending the stairs alone which makes Ahlan's father ask her.
"Almaira where's Alvian? How come you're the one who came down, not alone with your husband?" ask Ahlan's father in surprise.
"His Alvian Mas is still preparing on top, Dad." Ambiguously, Almaira answered Ahlan's father's question.
Ahlan's father felt that there was some awkwardness from his daughter-in-law's words, but he didn't care about it because it was definitely a personal matter.
Walking towards the dining table. Almaira did not stay still, she started preparing food on the soraya table to help Bi Sumi who seemed to need her help.
"It's Bi, let Maira prepare it. Auntie can do something else. Don't worry, Maira can."
Bi Sumi nodded despite the doubt that Almaira could do it, but Bi Sumi was already convinced that Almaira definitely intended to help her.
"Then, Non Maira just take it in the rest of the kitchen. Aunty wants to clean the kitchen first," said Bi Sumi.
Almaira just nodded in understanding, and rearranged the food on the rectangular table, already listed before her.
Alvian was seen coming down the stairs to reach Ahlan's father with eyes fixed on Almaira, while Almaira was seen bowing her head while busying herself with food on the table, avoiding the eyes of her husband.
Slowly Alvian began to approach Almaira, sitting near the body of his wife who was now still standing, arranging food.
"Almaira, that's your husband seems hungry, you served your husband first. Already, all that let Bi Sumi continue," said Ahlan's father who was at the dining table.
Almaira looks glanced at her husband who looks to continue to pay attention to his movements. "What would you like? Let Maira get it," said Almaira Alvian just looking at him.
"Whatever it is, as long as it's from your hands," Alvian replied with a slight smile.
Blouse, red streaks again seen from the beautiful face of Almaira. Alvian could have said that, right in front of Ahlan's father. To avoid her husband's embarrassment again, Almaira began to eat a plate of rice and food that her husband liked.
"This is Mas, if Mas needs another, say Maira only," said Almaira while giving a plate of food to Alvian.
With a sweet smile, Alvian took the plate that was already filled with food, from his wife's hand.
"Thank you, baby." Without further embarrassment, Alvian said the word 'honey' at the end of his sentence.
Can not be ignored anymore, the pink virus has returned Almaira felt.