Marrying a Muslim Woman
Chapters 94. Little Angry

A few minutes later, Almaira again approached her faithful husband waiting for her where Almaira had left off.

"Mas" said Almaira as she approached her husband.

That way, Alvian just turned around, looking at his wife who had returned. "Darling, why so long? He said for a moment," said Alvian who seemed to pay attention to Almaira.

"So Sintia came to see Maira. So, long ago the return," explained Almaira with a big smile so that she showed her teeth lined up neatly.

"What's? Sintia's meeting you? Nothing happened, right? Sintia's not doing anything, is she, baby?" Alvian looked so worried about his wife, that she looked up to him. Even everyone stared at the two of them in surprise, but Alvian did not care because what was on his mind now was the health of his wife.

Almaira breathed slowly. "No Mas, thank God Maira is fine," said Almaira, who was not finished with so many questions, thrown by Alvian.

"Thank God. However, if Sintia does the desperate thing. I will never forgive him!" alvian said that was filled with emphasis.

"Don't do it, Mum. Already, Maira is okay. So, I don't have to worry, Dad." Almaira looked at her husband gently, as if convincing her husband not to worry about her anymore.

"Alright, but Mas wanted to see Sintia first to rebuke him for having been presumptuous to meet Mas's wife, without the knowledge of Mas," said Alvian who was about to walk to meet Sintia.

"Don't Mas! No need, Maira is also not okay. So, no need, Mum." Almaira confronted her husband who was about to meet Sintia, fearing that if Alvian met Sintia there would be a quarrel there, and Almaira did not want that to happen.

Thus, Alvian chose to give in and obey his wife's words. For him the most important thing is, his wife and son are fine. Therefore, there is no point in also meeting Sintia. However, if Sintia does make a determination. Alvian won't stay silent anymore.

"Alright, we just continue the streets," said Alvian who began to calm down from before. Almaira nodded and walked back with her husband.

Enjoying the day off together, with no one bothering him. Every place, starting from the park, mall, and restaurant they visit. However, at this moment. Alvian took his wife to a large mall, and all sorts of women were there. However, Almaira was silent because from the beginning Almaira did not want to buy expensive items. Almaira wants it because Alvian asked for it. So, Almaira just obeyed him.

"Darling, what are you going to buy?" alvian asked as he looked at the things that were there.

"Wouldn't do anything, let's just go home, yeah" pinta Almaira said.

Alvian frowned, astonished. "Well, what is it? He brought you here on purpose, so you can buy whatever you want."

"But, Mas. Here the goods are all expensive," said Almaira who was shocked by the items that are so expensive.

This time, Alvian smiled. "It's okay, it's times. I have never spent anything for you either. So, Mas deliberately brought you here so that Mas could spend his wife, this beautiful Mas," said Alvian while gently rubbing Almaira's hijab.

"That's enough, Mom. Mas has given a lot of attention to Maira," said Almaira with a slight smile.

"That's another one, baby. I want to buy clothes for you. If, not want. I'll pick it up and buy it for you!" said Alvian who was so anxious because his wife was so simple that he made her, so loving.

"but, Mas ...." Almaira did not continue with her words as Alvian directly cut her off.

Therefore, Almaira could only obey the words of her husband. Even her husband, bought a lot of expensive things for her. Alvian tastes are also very good and Almaira likes it, stick with Muslim clothes. Not to forget too, Alvian bought clothes for himself that were chosen by Almaira because of his own will.

After buying a lot of stuff and taking a walk anywhere. In the end, they also chose to go home with souvenirs for the family at home.

Today was a very happy day for both of them to be able to walk around together. Even so, there are a few obstacles. In the state of Almaira who is pregnant. Still, Alvian paid close attention to him and did not let his wife soy sauce.

"Mas," call Almaira when she's in the car.

"Yes" replied Alvian briefly as he was driving his car.

"Thank you for everything" said Almaira as she looked at her husband's face with love.

Alvian turned to his wife and stopped his car for a moment. "It's okay, Mas is also very happy to be able to spend time with you and a walk like this" Alvian said as he looked at Almaira's face.

Almaira smiled, now Alvian was very considerate and doting on him. For Almaira, all that was enough, then Alvian started his car again, and drove it home.

Meanwhile, Fatimah and Reza have started to open up to each other and love each other. Just like Almaira and Alvian, Reza and Fatimah are also the same day, the more romantic it is. Reza's attitude that could make everyone laugh, made Fatimah more comfortable to be beside him. Fatimah is quiet, but when she is with her husband. Fatimah was very happy and laughed.

As at this time, Fatimah and her husband were talking while surrounding the Pesantren Ar-Rasyid area.

"Emc ... I want to ask Adek. How is the sun the same as the moon?" reza asked the other wife beside him.

Fatimah shook her head because she did not know the answer. "Adek doesn't know," replied Fatimah slowly.

"You know?" ask Reza again which makes Fatimah more curious.

Fatimah nodded, so interested in the answer she could not answer.

"The sun is like the Adek that when seen by men, they will bow their eyes because it is so glorious a woman, while the moon is like the face of Adek which every day is very beautiful and clear," reza replied with a smile looking at his wife's face with gentleness.

Hearing her answer, Fatimah seemed to blush in shame because of the words of her husband, while Reza only smiled because his wife could smile again. Seeing Fatimah smile, it made Reza very happy.

"Why to me, brother?" fatimah asked as Reza looked at her deeply.

"Because it's true" replied Reza. This time, he stared into the beautiful face of his wife.

Fatimah was made to blush again by her husband. Today his days are like the sun so bright. As bright as her smiling face, Reza was beside her and accompanied her in every problem she faced. Now Fatimah has a friend who can be invited to tell stories, namely her own husband.