ALINEA LOVE

55

"The stomach of Almeer is very sensitive the same spicy-spicy, Ra. He must have eaten something spicy" said Moza, "didn't he, Al?" moza asked Almeer.

Sora snorted annoyed at Moza's statement, he looked at the cynical woman standing in front of him then looked at Almeer.

"Looks like he knows a lot about you, Al?" sora asked, cynical and annoyed.

"We've been together for almost four years, I know exactly who he is. He can't drink soda, can't equal food ped—"

"The moza!" Al cut Moza's words, he looked at the woman firmly, "Sora my wife," Almeer said.

Moza was stifled by Almeer's words, "are you married, Al?" Moza made sure, he glanced at Sora who looked annoyed at him.

"Yesterday I got married, Za," replied Almeer.

Moza laughed in annoyance.

Almeer nodded, "i know our goals are the same, but can you leave me and my wife, Za?"

"Isn't that too cruel for me, Al?" moza asked, he still did not expect Almeer would just throw him out.

"Thank you for helping me out" Almeer said.

Moza snorted in annoyance then left Almeer and Sora.

"What can I do for you, Al?" ask Sora.

Almeer shook his head, "I've bought some more medicine, God will soon improve, Ra."

"Why didn't you say you couldn't eat a spit? you know that's how the noodles don't mix, Al." Sora looks troubled.

"What the hell, I forgot to say. When I told you, it turned out that the spice was already poured." Almeer rubbed Sora's head.

"You know there are other girls who know you better. I am your wife!" sora.

"Sorry, Sora."

Sora nodded, but his face still looked annoyed. "He lives in Malang?" ask Sora.

Almeer nodded, "he became an assistant lecturer at one of the universities in Malang, Ra."

"You guys met in Malang yesterday?" ask Sora.

"No, we just met at Mina's graduation yesterday," Almeer said, fearing that Sora would think.

Sora was silent, staring at Almeer. Almeer's eyes did not show a lie and Sora believed him. But still something stuck in his heart, but he couldn't get it out.

Almeer pulled Sora's hand and held it, "you don't believe me, Ra?" ask Almeer.

Sora shook his head, "i believe you, Al."

"You're thinking something, Sora."

"Yes, maybe next time I'll ask you. hihihi." Sora showed me her teeth.

Almeer smiled seeing Sora had already left her annoyed.

"Let me know you, Al," said Sora, taking a tissue from his bag and wiping the sweat off Almeer's forehead.

Almeer nodded, "yes, Ra. You can know me .., inside and out."

"Lt!" Sora hit Almeer's arm, "don't start, a lot of people ...," Sora grumbled.

"What the hell are you, Ra. I've got you to know me, even if you're as good as this gini."

"Udah, don't talk about it. I pinch you later," threatened Sora, her fingers were ready to pinch Almeer if her husband did not stop teasing her.

"I'm sick, Sora. Can you hurt me?" Almeer was caving to his wife.

"I mean, I'm pinching really, nih!" threaten Sora again.

"I'm sorry, no. I'm just diem." Almeer raised both of his hands.

"Reason again!"

Almeer smiled anxiously at Sora's expression that was upset at her teasing. He gulped down the mineral water Moza had given him earlier.

"So how? You want to call me Sagara Almeer's sister?" The man was endlessly teasing his wife.

"What, is this the age of majapahit?" groused Sora.

"Trus?"

Sora looked at Almeer fixedly, "what do you have to call me?" ask Almeer.

"Kianga Sora" replied Almeer.

"That's my name, Al," said Sora.

"Hahahaha, I like your name, Ra. Sora Sora Sora Sora." Almeer called out Sora's name by pinching both of Sora's cheeks in a fit of anxiety.

"Should I call you, Mas Almeer?" sora asked, "my tongue is still mute,"

"Then I call you, Sora?" almeer Goda.

"Hahaha, I'm amused to hear it." Sora hit Almeer's thigh several times.

"Udah, ah. Call as usual, I'm more comfortable you call my name, it sounds more friendly."

"Will your family not be angry?" ask Sora.

"No, Ra."

"Well, we agreed not to change each other's calls, huh?" ask Sora.

Almeer nodded, "Iya—"

"Consideration, Puyuh Airlines passengers with flight number PY-808 to Malang please go to the plane through door A10, thank you."

Almeer's sentence was truncated with a notice from the airport if the plane that would take him to the city of Malang had arrived.

"Our plane, Al?" sora asked, he saw the boarding pass he just took out of the bag. "Yes, Al. Right, come!"

Almeer nodded, the two of them headed to the door that had been mentioned. Of course they were in tandem with Moza, the woman only glanced briefly at Sora and Almeer then ignored them. But not with Sora, he keeps an eye on Moza even though Almeer repeatedly distracts him.

***

The sun had not yet reached the middle of his dispute when Sora and Almeer exited the arrival door of Abdurrahman Saleh airport in Malang. Haqy and Ameera were there to pick up Sora. They soon returned to the pesantren.

Arriving at the Al-Mukmin boarding school, Sora and Almeer were greeted by Almeer's extended family, the boarders of the boarding school and several sons and daughters. Bimo and Lala are also seen there waving at Sora, Sora looks relieved because there are om and tantenya who joined to welcome his arrival.

A large tent with a variety of buffet menus and chairs lined up neatly under the tent is a sign of the celebration of the wedding of the two grandchildren of the owner of the Al Mukmim pesantren.

The marawis music accompanies the steps of the two newlyweds, a smile widening on the lips of those who greet them.

"Al, I'm ashamed ..," whispered Sora, holding Almeer's arm firmly.

"Sama, but we must appreciate their efforts to welcome us" replied Almeer.

Sora nodded.

"First time greet Kyai Nur, the oldest sitting in the middle of it. That's Kyai Abdullah's sister, Abinya mama Ruby," explained Almeer.

"Uncle mama Ruby, huh?" ask Sora.

Almeer nodded, "later everyone's equal greeting, which girls can touch or kiss hands, yes. If that guy doesn't need to touch, except Papa. If I clear it now it'll be complicated."

"OK, Al." Sora nodded in understanding.

Sora obeyed all of Almeer's previous clerks. Greet everyone there according to Almeer's orders. Do'a-do'a from the extended family and the pesantren manager accompanied them.

The event continued with a meal while waiting for the dhuhur adhan to reverberate. Sora and Almeer gather with the nuclear family. Iqbal and Azizah were there with Kanaya and her parents. Ruby explained the genealogy of their family,

"So Mama Ruby's parents are gone, so Kyai Nur is the nanny of this ponpes?" ask Sora who has come to a conclusion.

Ruby nodded, "Yes, son."

Sora nodded in understanding.

"Hopefully stay here, Nak Sora," said Lyih Kyai Nur with his voice that was already hoarse.

"Yes, Mr. Kyai. God willing I feel at home," said Sora, trying to answer with as soft as possible.

"I'm sorry Mr. kyai, ustadz, gus and ning." Bimo opened a serious conversation, "if only later in the daily life of my nephew could not keep his speech or behavior. Please forgive ...," pinta Bimo.

Kyai Nur waved softly, "don't worry, he's a good boy. It has been seen ...," replied Kyai Nur.

"Thank you Kyai, thank you." Bimo nodded his head a few times.

"Do not worry about the behavior of people, let him be himself. Everyone has their bad side. If the base is good, what kind of behavior will still give good to the surrounding," said Kyai Nur.

Sora looked at Almeer and smiled broadly, "what your grandfather meant, me," he whispered.

"Sstt ..," Almeer fizzed then blinked his eyes gesturing for his wife not to speak.

"OK okay!" sora replied without a sound and immediately pursed her lips tightly.

"Al, while staying at the guest house huh? knowing your own room in the house is not enough," said Ruby.

"Yes, Ma." Almeer.

"Let's be comfortable if the newlyweds can stay at home by themselves" Iqbal teased.

"Oom know it," said Almeer.

"Al!" The embarrassed Sora immediately pinched her husband's waist, certainly making their family laugh.

Their conversation and hospitality continued and came to a halt while performing the dzuhur prayer. After the dzuhur prayer the pilgrims are welcome to enjoy the dishes and wedding ceremony of the two grandchildren of the boarding school.

***

After the ashar prayer, when everyone was still busy with cleaning the front yard which was once used as a friendly place for the wedding of the brothers, Ameera invited Sora to tour the main house and guest house.

"Such son Meera here, there is a fish pond in the middle of the house. It's so quiet" said Sora while touring Ruby's house.

"Yes, Mother. Very comfortable Abi's house," replied Ameera, "but unfortunately the room is just a little bit, so we function in the guest house, Ma'am," he continued.

"If breakfast and dinner are mandatory to gather here, Ma'am. It's a rule here that breakfast together dinner should be together. If day is free." Ameera gave an explanation when they reached the kitchen.

"Yep, Ma!"

Ameera continued her steps towards the back of the house, "And here to wash the clothes, dry them here. But if we're going to stay in that house ..," Ameera points to some not-so-big houses visible from the main backyard, "... so don't wash the same clothes in there, Ma'am."

"OK okay,"

"Continue yuk, Ma'am," asked Ameera, he guided Sora's steps through the backyard to the house that will be occupied by Sora.

"This is the house that made Mbak Sora and Mas Al stay temporarily, before the original mas Al house in settle," explained Ameera after arriving at the guest house.

"Nyenengin yes home," said Sora when they had entered the house.

"Narrow huh, Ma'am? It's the same size as Sora's room in Jogja."

"But it's so exciting, Meera. Having a house like this is good. Not tired of cleaning it, going to one room to another not far away," replied Sora.

Ameera took Sora to the first room, "Sora's Maid's suitcase is here, too,"

"Thank you, Meera."

Ameera continued her steps into the kitchen, "cookies and cutlery, Ma'am. Later if you need anything take it in ndalem,"

"Alem, where?" Sora dyed, his gaze down the small kitchen.

"Ndalem called the main house, Ma'am. Hehe, sorry Meera forgot to use the term here."

"Oooh, okay okay." Sora nodded his head.

"Wash your clothes if it's right here in the bathroom, ma'am."

Sora was still searching for something, but he did not find anything he was looking for there.

"There's no washing machine here, ma'am. It's in ndalem, hihihihi." Ameera seemed to understand what her sister-in-law was looking for, "If you can't wash using—"

"What's wrong, Meera! I can use my hands to wash, "sold Sora full of confidence.

"Seriously, Ma'am?" ask Ameera.

Sora nodded firmly, "yes, Meera. I can, don't worry about that."

***

"... After waiting ten minutes, the dirt in the shirt will start to lift. That's when we get to the next step, we take one shirt and start—"

"Watch what the hell?"

"Astagfirullah, Al!" Sora was shocked to drop his phone on his lap.

Almeer chuckled at Sora who was relaxing on the bed instead being surprised by her presence.

"So serious that I do not answer my greetings" lamented Almeer. He took off the holster that he had not taken off since praying Isya' earlier then approached his wife.

"Sorry, Al. I didn't hear it" Sora replied, his hand directly pressing the pause button on his phone screen.

"See what the hell?" Almeer peeked at his wife's phone screen, but Sora immediately hid it behind his back.

Almeer stared suspiciously at his wife, "see what kind of turtorial is that? you don't see anything weird anymore, do you?" seductive Almeer stared at his wife.

"Don't think macem, deh."

"Any time you need a turtorial, trus nyari-nyari—"

"Don't, Al." Sora showed me his phone, "look, look,"

"Hahaha," Almeer laughed loudly when looking at Sora's phone screen, "the right way to wash clothes by hand," Almeer read the video title on Sora's phone screen.

Almeer sat down in front of Sora and ruffled several times Sora's already broken hair, making Sora a manyun and trying to tidy up her hair with her fingers.

"You want to wash your clothes?" almeer asked, "there's a washing machine in the room, you can use it."

Sora shook his head, "I want to learn to wash with my hands, Al. Let me learn yes ...," Sora asked.

Almeer smiled and nodded, "don't take a look at the video here, I can directly teach you."

"Maybe, let's be romantic, Al." Sora smiled with anxiety.

Almeer nodded, "want other practices to be able to, want to try now I am ready, too" Almeer teased.

"What are you experts on? Use it .., suspicious!" Sora glanced cynically.

"I have read the book of Qurrotul Uyun, Ra. Khatam theory, practice directly to you. Hahahaha ...," Almeer laughed as he pinched his wife's cheeks.

"What is the Qurrotul Uyun, Al?"

"Satri's favorite book, hahahaha." Almeer's answer closed with laughter.

"What the hell? I don't understand that."

Almeer covers both of Sora's cheeks, "Still sick?" ask Almeer seriously.

Sora shook his head, "already done,"

Almeer smiled and gave a brief kiss on Sora's lips, "we pray first, yuk!" bring Almeer.

"Again?" Sora.

"Wouldn't you?"

Sora shook his head quickly, "no-no! Just ...,"

"Free, what?"

"I'm still ashamed of you, Al."

Almeer smiled mischievously, "later if it has been lived will not be embarrassed, really."

Almeer took the phone from Sora's hand and placed it on a pillow then took Sora to the bathroom to take ablution. After ablution they immediately perform sunah prayers two rakaat and close it with do'a.

trrt trrrt

Sora's phone on the pillow vibrated.

After finishing folding face down, he picked up his phone and sat on the bed reading the incoming message.

Almeer saw his wife a little surprised when he read the incoming message on his phone, "why, Ra? how shocked is that?" almeer asked, his hand turning off the room lights and replacing them with dimmer sleep lights.

"Oooh, Aga tomorrow—"

Sora's sentence was interrupted when Almeer took the phone from Sora's hand and placed it on the table.

Almeer pushed slowly Sora's body to lie on the bed and then overcame her. One elbow supported her body and one hand she made to caress Sora's hair.

"Al, that's ...." Sora glanced at his phone on the table.

"I don't want him to interfere with our time" Almeer said, his eyes fixed on Sora.

Sora was choked up, she had not prepared herself but her husband had already started attacking her.

"Now, the time between you and me. Don't think of anyone else" whispered Almeer.

Sora nodded.

Almeer smiled, she started to kiss Sora on the lips. The kiss turns into ******* and a small bite.

Sora moves her hands around Almeer's neck and begins to return Almeer's kiss, both of whom enjoy the kiss. Tongue play and mutual***** lip.

"Ehhhh, Al ...." Sora sighed as Almeer's lips began to line his neck,

Almeer's hand crept in behind Sora's pajamas, groping Sora's flat stomach without letting go of her kiss on Sora's neck.

"Al ...," cried Sora restrained when Almeer gave a kissmark on his neck along with Almeer's fingers that began to play on his chest.

Almeer smiled, his passion was mounting to hear the sigh of his wife who called softly his name among the pleasures he gave.

Almeer again kissed Sora's lips, the woman was closed and just enjoyed the touch of her husband. Almeer came out from behind Sora's shirt and started taking off Sora's buttons.

"Al ...," call Sora when Almeer releases a kiss on her lips.

"Hmm?"

"Slow down, yes .." - Pinta Sora.

Almeer smilingly looked at his wife, "yes, Sora ....,"

The scene continues to the professional level, the episode is quite up here.

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