Marrying a Muslim Woman
Chapter 42. Suspicion of Aditya
"Bismilbornrahmanirrahim"
By saying bismillah together, they began to step their feet outside by walking into a car that was ready to leave.
The car began to walk through the gates of the luxury house owned by the Alvian family, with a speed while Reza drove his car which beside him was Father Ahlan, while the back seat is occupied by Alvian and Almaira who look at each other timidly.
It took them half an hour to get to the airport, and they finally got out together to wait for the plane that Ahlan's father was going to ride on.
"Alvian, Dad's coming to Almaira. You should remember your Mother's message to always take care of your household, and you should never be rude to your wife while you're abroad!" firm Dad Ahlan.
"Yes Father, Alvian will never forget to always accompany Almaira." Alvian glanced at Almaira who was beside him.
"Dad's leaving now huh," Ahlan's father said and Alvian nodded his head.
"Be careful Dad. Do not forget to take care of your health while there," Alvian reminded.
Ahlan's father just nodded and walked ahead of Reza.
"Have a good time, Boss, with the work that the Boss will do at Atmaja Putra Company" Reza said, winking one eye.
"Damn you Reza, you must remember! I'm still your boss." Alvian looked annoyed at his assistant.
Reza just laughed at the annoyance of his Boss, while Alvian increasingly looked annoyed at his assistant who began to dare laugh at him.
"Mas is no longer served, it is of no use to you, Mas." Almaira rubbed her husband's hand gently to win him over.
Finally Alvian complied with his wife's request by not serving his assistant again.
"Where to go, you'll miss the plane, not go abroad." With a spare laugh, Alvian mocked his assistant.
Reza did not respond to Alvian's remarks, and immediately ran over to Ahlan's father who had just walked ahead of him.
The aircraft began to fly off the vast land.
"Honey let's go home," Alvian invited by embracing Almaira's waist.
"Eh, sorry Mas Almaira has now started to return to work at Surya Jaya Hospital," said Almaira hesitantly.
"Then, Mas will take you to your workplace, baby," said Alvian.
"Doesn't Mas mind Almaira getting back to work?"
Almaira smiles. "Thank you, you understand me."
Alvian nodded and walked with Almaira into the car that Reza was driving in. And after Almaira reached the Hospital where she worked, she got out of the car with Alvian.
"Mas, Almaira went to work first yes," said Almaira.
"Yes dear, but wait it's on your forehead there's a stain." Alvian looked at the hijab his wife was wearing.
"Where's Mas? Time yes there are stains, but Maira does not wear anything, Mas." Almaira fingered her forehead innocently.
"For a minute, let me lose it." Alvian approaches Almaira's forehead, and .. cup, Alvian kisses Almaira's forehead. Making Almaira round her eyes perfectly.
"Maos ..."
"Lookin' almaira, huh? Basic craftsman mode." Almaira pinched Alvian's strapping waist.
"Aw! Sick baby!"
"Sorry! Mas. Almaira did not expect the pinch could make Mas in pain!" lirih Almaira who immediately felt guilty.
"No dear! I don't feel sick, it's also Mas's fault for lying to you" Alvian said with a smile.
"So Mas ngeselin deh," said Almaira with his mouth pointed forward.
"Yes-yes, I'm sorry. Sin if a wife does not forgive her own husband" Alvian seduced.
Almaira seemed silent, and then she kissed her husband's hand.
"Acologie, no?" ask Alvian back.
"Yes, Almaira is sorry" replied Almaira while showing her beautiful smile.
"Well, this is just Mas's wife who Mas knows," said Alvian by stroking Almaira's head covered with a sky-blue veil.
Without them both realizing, their affection was seen by a pair of eyes that were watching him from a distance.
"Who is that man? He looks very close to Almaira. Is she not her husband?" guess the guy.