Marrying a Muslim Woman

Chapter 38. Mannered Attitude Alvian

Ahlan's father had believed that his son Alvian would definitely never be able to leave his wife just like that, because now love has begun to grow from the hearts of the two couples.

For now, Almaira looks into the face of her now silent husband. Very impatiently, Almaira wants to know the answer of her husband who apparently wants to go abroad in place of his father-in-law.

"Dad is right, Alvian already has an obligation as a husband who already has a wife. Alvian could not have left Almaira alone at home, surely he would have been lonely" Alvian said with a gaze that led to his wife.

Almaira's heart was touched by the words of her husband who was so attentive to her, while Almaira still did not expect that her husband—Alvian could change so quickly.

"Yes it's okay, tomorrow I'll leave at eight in the morning. You and Almaira have to drive Dad to the airport tomorrow, yeah."

Hearing that Alvian immediately nodded obediently to his father.

"Now you two can go back to your room, continue your delayed night because Dad was bothering him earlier" Ahlan's father said with a smile.

Ahlan's father's words managed to make Almaira embarrassed, even though the two of them had done nothing.

"Ah, stop. Almaira we go back to the room yuk," said Alvian blinked one eye to tease the wife.

"But Mas, we haven't—"

Almaira's words were cut off, as soon as Alvian withdrew his hand.

"Calm down, Dad asked us to go back to the room. So, what else are we waiting for?"

Alvian held Almaira's hand, moving to their room, while Ahlan's father smiled at the husband and wife's behavior, who openly played in front of him.

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In the room, Almaira looks silent staring at the beautiful night sky accompanied by a sprinkling of beautiful stars on it. Alvian took her back to the balcony, looking up at the beautiful sky.

Almaira was looking for answers to her husband's questions. "Maira can't answer, Mas."

"Because the stars are like my darling you can never count how much I love you" Alvian said, smiling at Almaira.

"Darling, not love?" almaira Goda.

Alvian hugged Almaira's body from behind. "Because love is not necessarily love, but love is certainly love."

Deg, Almaira seemed silent after listening to all the words of her husband, Alvian breathing also began to feel Almaira because her husband had kept his head on his shoulders.

For this reason, only this time did Almaira feel the sincerity of all the words and words that came out of her husband's mouth.

"Mas, you're cold, aren't you?" Almaira saw her husband who was holding her body for longer, because the night air was getting colder.

"No dear, as long as you're by Mas's side. Mas will never be cold," said Alvian who seemed unwilling to admit it.

"Almaira knows I'm cold, we're going to the room? It's getting late at night, too."

"Yes, it's cold, but if Mas hugs you, he won't be cold anymore, baby."

Almaira smiled because she knew what she wanted. "We sleep now yes, Mas can hug Almaira while Mas sleeps "

Alvian immediately looked at his wife's face with excitement. "Seriously, huh? I'd like to, then."

Just with a nod of his head, Alvian eagerly brought his wife into the room, by closing the door on the balcony, so that later no wind would enter their room.