
The smell of hot coffee emanates from the kitchen. Andreas who had been tidy with work stellan walked over to the kitchen. Alfi was brewing coffee with water that had just been heated.
'' Honey, what else is it ?'' asked Andreas with a worried tone. Quickly the man took over what his wife was doing.
'' Let Mas say softly Andreas while stroking the hair of Alfi who was not wearing a hijab that morning. Alfi smiled and then said Alfi can kok Mas, don't worry too much. Alfi also wants to serve the needs of Andre mas ''
Andreas bowed his body, peeling his woman's forehead. Cupping both cheeks of the wife after putting a small pot that is new in use to heat the water.
'' Mas asked you to make a wife mas, life companion mas. Not a waiter, as long as you haven't healed you forbid you to do any work. I don't want anything to happen to you. Love you, my wife.' Andreas said with a loving look.
Alfi looked teary, loved with such a great taste. It really makes him feel so special. Alfi grabbed the body of the husband, hugging the sturdy body with all the gratitude that he held in his heart.
Andreas smiled happily, finding his wife now willing to hug him first. Gently rubbed Alfi's back, conveying affection through a touch.
'' Thank you, I have received Alfi with all the shortcomings that Alfi has. Thank you for sharing the burden with Alfie. Alfi dear mas Andre said Alfi, a word of affection that came out of those lips. Developing Andreas's heart, the feeling of bursting comes as a form of happiness. It is as simple as happiness, with just a simple statement of affection.
'' Mas also very dear to you, very love to you.Clearly Andreas, Alfi stretched his hand that hugged the husband. The two of them looked at each other in silence. A smile hints at a feeling that can no longer be unraveled through words.
'' I love you my wife continued Andreas, then kissed a glimpse of lips that blushed red even without lip dye.
'' I love you too hubby.'' replied Alfi who directly hit the man in front of him, hiding his reddened face behind the chest of the field of the husband. Andreas laughed at his wife's adorable behavior.
'' Why ''Why ?'' andreas asked, smiling and caressing Alfi's hair.
'' Shame said Alfi, Andreas stiffened his shoulders and straightened his wife's body. Alfi lowered his head, feeling really embarrassed. Expressing his feelings directly turned out to be quite embarrassing.
Andreas stiffened Alfi's chin, bringing the face to look at him. Alfi blushed looking at the handsome face before him.
'' No need to be ashamed, you are getting used to the presence of gold. Start to reveal what is in your heart. From now on, what do you want to feel. You say the same mas, for example there is a mas attitude that makes you uncomfortable to say. Mas will never know what you feel if you don't talk.' said Andreas softly, Alfi nodded in understanding.
'' Yes, you are waiting now, I made breakfast for us .'' Andreas pushes Alfi's wheelchair near the dining table connected to the kitchen. Andreas brews hot chocolate for his wife after reheating the water in the pot.
A cup of hot chocolate he dishes in front of Alfi, while for himself the coffee that was brewed the wife even though no longer smoke, and feels warm.
Andreas then took the bread to put in the toaster. Making toast for breakfast himself and his beloved wife.
'' Makasih Mas '' said Alfi when Andreas put a plate containing pieces of bread in front of Alfi.
'' Equally dear ''. said Andreas. Breakfast is simple, but feels special when we go through it with our beloved.
Just toast, but the delicious taste. When that feeling is in love. Love that is beautiful, while blooming like a flower in the garden. In the beautiful butterfly. That is the love that is now beautiful in the hearts of both. Love delivered through halal ties.
Andrew looked at the clock in his hand. It was getting late, but her sister had not come.
'' Why are you ?'' alfi asked who saw her Husband looking agitated.
'' Mas there is a meeting at nine, it's seven o'clock more Riani has not come yet said Andreas.
'' Going first is okay. Fear will be stuck in traffic, so it's too late.'' Alfi approached the husband with a suit on his lap. The coat that was presented by Andreas on the back of the dining table chair.
'' But later you will be alone said Andreas, Alfi just smiled. Ask her husband to come closer. Andreas crouched down in front of Alfie. Alfie stretched out a coat and put it on her husband.
'' Don't worry too much, Alfi is not a child who will act in self-harm.'' continued Alfi after wearing a jad on her husband's body. Alfi kissed the cheek of Andreas who was still in front of him.
'' I am handsome, it is time to try to pick up the fortune from Allah added Alfi, Andreas can not hide his happy smile. Kissed his wife's face with a lot of tears.
'' Mas must be very upset later said Andreas while cupping Alfi's cheek.
'' If so, just finish the mas work and go home. '' Andreas nodded obediently. Then say goodbye to his wife.
For the first time in his life, Andreas can not hide the smile that continues to grow on the lips. Marriage has become a new transformation in the course of her life. He was never this happy. The taste that was tucked in his heart could no longer be unraveled through words. Too beautiful, too perfect, too happy.
A very early marriage. Still can count the fingers, the day they went through together. Obviously, that's still beautiful. There has been no wave of what else the turmoil and waves crashing. Everything is still going according to expectations. Loving each other, sharing trying to understand each other.
After the death of her husband, Alfie went around the apartment room. The place where he will spend his day. Quite a large apartment owned by Andreas. There are four rooms there. One main room, one guest room and two smaller rooms. Maybe it's for a housekeeper.
Alfi opened the connecting door that connected to the balcony. Alfi slowly moved her wheelchair, she exited the room and headed for the balcony. There were a few flowers in the vase that looked to grow well there. Flowers dominated by roses share color. The fragrant flower sprouts from several blooming-looking stalks.
Alfi smiled slightly, finding his favorite flower there. Roses, Alfie loves it in all colors. She never said that to her husband. But there was a small garden on the balcony of his apartment as if the man offered the small garden for himself.