Little Bride Alvaro

64. Sucks Cakes

When the night before Azlina had just finished studying for the exam the next day, Alvaro had just returned home from work. The man immediately went into the room unwilling to waste time meeting his wife. Although she refrains from showing her feelings until the time comes, the man tries to make Azlina more comfortable with him.

"Have you finished studying?"

"Here, just now." Azlina tidied up her books. His lips were still pursed considering the cake that had upset him since this afternoon.

Realizing that, Alvaro sat on the bed and took off his shoes and tie. "The temple still exists? Or have you eaten?"

"It's in the fridge." Azlina lazily answered him.

"Can you get? I want to eat that cake. It looks good after seeing the picture."

Azlina's lips grew longer, feeling that Alvaro was insensitive to her feelings. "Yes, briefly. I'll get it."

The girl passed after, stepping out of the room towards the kitchen to pick up Almeera's cake. In his heart he agrees that Almeera is the perfect figure; beautiful, graceful, and good at cooking. Very contrary to him who is just a snot boy and has no skills.

With a lazy step Azlina returned to the room while carrying the cake that Alvaro asked for. There was a gurgling sound from the direction of the bathroom a sign that Alvaro was cleaning himself.

The girl was sitting on a chair in front of a table that was commonly used as a study, waiting for the man to come out of the bathroom. Tapping the table with her index finger, Azlina simply drove away the boredom that struck. Throw the cake with a bad feeling. There is nothing wrong with the cake, it must taste good when viewed from the texture and aroma that tempts, but the maker is the problem.

Azlina feels Almeera is starting to like Alvaro. However, it is not that the woman knows that Alvaro already has a wife. Why isn't he getting close to a married man? Perhaps, Almeera already knew if Azlina and Alvaro's relationship was only limited to the relationship setting, pretending. So the woman recklessly approached Alvaro after his love with Ren foundered in the middle of the road.

Why did Almeera turn away so quickly?

Was Alvaro just used as an impingement for his heartache towards Ren?

Azlina begins to worry about Alvaro's relationship with Almeera, fearing that she doesn't really love Alvaro. So Azlina decided to warn Alvaro to convince Almeera's feelings first before marrying the woman.

Until when the bathroom door opened, Azlina had not noticed it. The girl was still pensive with one hand propping her chin, while the other was on the table. His gaze did not shift from the box of cakes placed on the table, while his mind was still stagnant in daydreams.

Azlina's consciousness immediately returned after a kiss landed on her cheek. He gasped with wide eyes.

"Betaka!"

The one called out just laughed. What a funny looking Azlina face with a red hue that can not be hidden.

"Think about me, right?" Alvaro was still wearing a bathrobe with wet-looking hair washed out.

"No, who said?"

Alvaro pulled a chair to get close to Azlina's left side, then sat with his hands resting on his head facing the girl.

"Your eyes say it."

"Gee!"

Azlina moved her eyelids, not believing what Alvaro had said. It was possible that his eyes spoke so, even though what Alvaro said was true.

The man smiled, dragging the box of cookies that were still covered untouched. "Can you cut it?" pinta Alvaro thrusting the box of cookies in front of Azlina.

Azlina accepted it even though her face suddenly wry when faced with the cake again. Taking out the knife that had been provided in the box, Azlina deftly cut the cake in the form of a small box. He thrust the piece of cake by dragging his box in front of Alvaro.

"Babouts!"

"What's? Don't want to." He shook his head slowly.

"But I want to be bribed."

Alvaro held Azlina's hand in his mouth after the cake entered by clenching the mouth that still contained the index finger and thumb of the wife, making Azlina round her eyes instantly.

"Down, brother. Don't start again!"

Her face grew red, looking so adorable. Alvaro immediately removed the fingers from his mouth, then looked at Azlina with a fluffy smile. He couldn't help but touch his wife.

"The cake is good."

"Yes, there's no need to show it off." Azlina said with annoyance.

"Come, eat a little! Let you know what it's like."

Azlina shook her head, not taking the slightest glance at the cake that did look delicious tempting it. Alvaro, however, remained silent. The man feeds a piece of the cake into Azlina's mouth, forcing the girl to open her mouth.

One mouthful made it into Azlina's mouth. The cake melted in the mouth, so soft and delicious. Azlina had to admit that, even though her mind wanted to dodge.

"Enak, right?" Inevitably Azlina had to nod. It does taste good, definitely made with premium and quality ingredients.

"It's smart who makes the cake" added Alvaro again.

"Already, Brother. Brother eat aja. I'm going to sleep first." Azlina got up from the chair, wanting to go to bed immediately leaving Alvaro who looked so fond of Almeera's cake. Somehow Azlina felt upset if Alvaro praised the woman's gift, but she also admitted what Alvaro said was true.

"Alright, I want to sleep too." Alvaro went along, leaving the cake open.

"Then, cake?"

"Leave it. I can't eat if no one's accompanying me." The man walked towards the wardrobe, took his pajamas to wear.

Azlina felt guilty about it. Does not as a wife have to accompany her husband to want to continue eating if asked? However, he was upset that Alvaro always praised the cake maker.

His eyes looked towards Alvaro who had finished changing clothes. The man was about to lie on the bed with his hair still wet. Azlina simply shook her head noticing the man's attitude that looked more like a petulant child than a charismatic adult man.

"You'll catch a cold if you sleep with wet hair like that." Azlina stepped up, taking the dry towel that was in the bathroom. Then, he sat on the bed carrying the towel in hand.

Alvaro raised next to his eyebrows, paying attention to what Azlina would do after that.

"Here, let me dry!"

The man smiled later. Trying to obey the words of his wife, he sat on a fur carpet just below Azlina who was sitting on the bed.

Alvaro was now under Azlia with her legs flanking her body. Azlina started rubbing the towel over Alvaro's head, slightly twitching him slowly.

The hair is not too thick, even tend to be soft if categorized as male hair. The aroma was fragrant, tickling Azlina's smell until the girl did not realize that she had sniffed the smell of Alvaro's hair so closely.

"Kiss if you want it."

"W-what?"

Alvaro looked up, his head resting on Azlina's thighs. Then, bring up a seductive smile. "I'm handsome, right?"

》Note :

Sorry, late update. Because it was only after going home a few days. Happy reading, yes. 😊😊