Sincerity Love Vishnu

Chapter 37 The Truth to Face

The sun has been seen back to the contest, orange highlight is still radiated to decorate the sky of the city when Vishnu and Ihsan decided to return home.

Vishnu as usual, pensive with the sway of his mind. Depe said, the look on the surprised face of the woman was still dancing beautifully in his mind.

Vishnu was so curious, what really happened between Depe and Almira. Vishnu felt that the two women were harboring an error of body language.

Vishnu felt that the greeting the woman gave to his wife seemed to imply an anger, not a sincere greeting from people who had known each other well.

Vishnu breathed out until it sounded rude, Ihsan stared with a look of thought that also danced. Hoping that his boss would share his thoughts might be the same as what he was thinking.

“Almira called you?” ask Vishnu without looking.

“Iya, Sir.”

“Ask Dhepe too?” ask Vishnu to make sure.

“True, Sir. Is there a problem?” Ihsan replied feeling worried.

Ihsan looked at Vishnu at a glance and refocused on driving.

“Nothing,” replied Vishnu briefly.

Vishnu smiled faintly, still struggling with his own thoughts. He waited for what the situation would become. Very interesting when one of the other is linked.

“Add your car speed, Ira is waiting for me at home. Tomorrow give her recommendation to work as one of our office staff. I want to know what happened actually, the problem sequence that I think the thread is too tangled.”

Ihsan was flabbergasted at Vishnu's orders, still confused by the sudden arrangement of his boss. Ihsan immediately agreed with the heightened curiosity. Her soul is struggling.

“Remember, don't let Ira know what my position is in the office. I'm just an ordinary employee in his eyes,” Vishnu's message in a flat tone, his eyes glittering as he delivered it.

Ihsan again agreed with Vishnu's orders, if it was felt that his boss was calm, then he would question everything.

“Which parts are suitable for Almira, Sir?” tanya Ihsan glanced at Vishnu who was still silently staring at the streets.

“Whatever, the important thing is not to see me often.”

“Good, Sir.”

“Put him in the Lobby, a place I don't go often. That way I wouldn't dare kidnap her and bring her to my room, right?” vishnu said while displaying his laughter because of the silly thoughts that had crossed.

“Gosh, perverted also you turned out,” comments Ihsan while sneering at the behavior of his boss.

“Date five of your salary stay half, you don't be surprised ya?” vishnu retorted his head while giving a light sigh towards Ihsan's eye lotto towards him.

“Talking his Boss perverted, breaking the rules of what chapter Ihsan?” he added with a seductive voice.

Ihsan swallowed his saliva, his sweat dripped onto his forehead and he wiped it with his arm.

“Malahi Ethics, Sir. No morals,” his mouth folded his lips withstanding embarrassment.

“Good, report to me the unethical behavior that occurred in the office, your salary will I increase by half,” Vishnu orders with his handsome style, Ihsan clucked with his his his hiss.

Vishnu only responded in passing. Back designing what became uneg-unegnya, felt there was something other than the stifling meeting as the reason why Almira still holds his heart strong, so Vishnu felt difficulty entering into his life.

Vishnu looked at the road that had led to his house, came down outside the towering high gate and told Ihsan to take his car home.

“Excuse me, sir,” said that Ihsan was blocking Vishnu who was closing the door of his car, peeking briefly at the glass window and nodding with his right hand hitting the roof of his car slowly as a signal for Ihsan to go home quickly.

After typing the password button and the gate opened slowly Vishnu immediately entered the home page, looking at his house with wide steps. He could not wait to get into the house immediately.

The atmosphere of his house looks empty, seen Almira staring at him from the top floor holding a carved iron fence as a barrier.

“Mas Inu has returned,” greet Almira away from the guardrail and walk down the stairs to welcome Vishnu's return.

For a moment Vishnu stopped stepping and looked at the agile motion of Almira down the stairs. His hair seemed to move in rhythm with his facial line. Vishnu smiled faintly with his feelings. He loved his wife's natural style.

“What's up, I don't hear the car?” tanya Almira stopped stepping when she had reached the last row of stairs, her right hand fingers playing the handle of the stairs while standing with her awkward attitude.

“Mobil, Ihsan brought his car home,” replied Vishnu still flinching from where he stepped foot, looking at his beautiful wife standing wrong on the stairs with a fold of lips mangosteen-beard understood.

“Have eaten?” tanya Almira stepped down and looked stiffly as she turned her way towards the kitchen, passing Vishnu as if trying to make a distance between the two.

“Not yet,” replied Vishnu turning the direction wherever Almira stepped foot, wanted it to feel he immediately questioned what was on his mind but it seemed like he had to hold it first, looking for a more fitting moment.

“Please shower first, Mas Inu. Pray and come back again. I will prepare his dinner,” said Almira turned her body and turned towards Vishnu who was staring at him from earlier.

“Hm,” replied Vishnu nodded.

Vishnu lowered his gaze and walked towards the stairs, sighing while occasionally turning his head towards Almira who was now looking down the head opened the refrigerator, which looked only half the body because it was blocked by the door.

“How do I ask him? Would she be offended if I told her about Dhepe?” guman Vishnu quickened his pace up the stairs.

Vishnu walked through the hallway separating the rooms and opened the door of his room. Entering the neat room with new bed linen and citrus fruit aroma that invokes Vishnu's sense of smell.

“Any, why does he like the smell of fruit so much? I think it's fresher too.”

Vishnu smiled commenting on the change in atmosphere and the aroma of his room, according to him being fresher.

A small change that made her grateful. At least his wife is comfortable and feels like taking care of her own home. Vishnu was pleased.

The handsome, well-built man opened his wardrobe, choosing a more casual change of clothes, after finding the clothes he was looking for because they were arranged more neatly than usual he entered the bathroom and put the clothes instead in place.

The shower is lit up with warm water. Vishnu tried with a new habit, began to put his dirty clothes in the tub rather than usually throw it origin. He will try to ease the work of Almira, his beautiful wife.

It only took Thirty minutes Vishnu was ready to eat, after fulfilling his obligations he also rushed down from the top floor and followed Almira who was still busy in the kitchen.

Vishnu looked with affection and admiration for the attitude of Almira who had tried to do his duty as a good wife. Vishnu sat on the chair still looking at the back of the woman who was busy cooking for him.

“You're done, Mas. For a moment yes, just matengin aja,” said Almira turned a glance towards Vishnu with a sweetest smile.

Realizing her husband was already sitting at the dining table waiting for her. His heart was pounding faster, he was afraid of making mistakes.

“What are you cooking, can I help you?” vishnu asked to stand with the sound of the chair being scattered backwards.

Almira immediately turned his head again with a fingers wagging a sign of no need for any help. He finished cooking and tidied his equipment into the laundry tub next to him.

“Sit, Mas. Later help Ira just spend it,” replied Almira with a cheerful voice.

Vishnu frowned in wonder, when he left the afternoon felt once the pressure was hanging on his wife's face, awkwardness when calling himself home, he said, and now a clear sight of cheerfulness was seen in the eyes of his wife. Although confused but Vishnu feel very happy.

“I like the new aroma of our room,” lontar Vishnu make Almira look back again at a glance. “Aroma orange,” added Vishnu trying to show his support for Almira in the changing atmosphere of his home.

Almira is still struggling to move her cooking from the pan into the serving bowl. He was neatly organized and immediately took it to the dining table next to his kitchen. Vishnu enthusiastically smelled the aroma of his cooking that managed to arouse his taste.

“Like, I feel the atmosphere is different, my room becomes neat and comfortable,” replied Vishnu with a smile on his face.

Almira responded with an awkward nod, her hand moving quickly fetching Vishnu rice into the dish and adding side dishes as well on it.

Vishnu received it with pleasure, attention and also the way Almira served him, Vishnu liked it very much. Just like what his parents taught at home.

Vishnu felt Almira would be a good wife and mother figure for his son later. Vishnu amused himself to imagine when he could hold his own son later. He was impatiently waiting for the news, in silence he prayed.

“Dimented, Mas. Why are they just being seen? Sorry just learned to cook, so can not guarantee the taste according to the taste of Mas Inu,” said Almira glanced at the plate Vishnu who seemed untouched spoon.

“Eh, yes,” replied Vishnu reviewed a smile and looked at his plate and started eating. “Thank you yes, I really like your cooking,” praise Vishnu made Almira nod shyly.

“Mas Inu already memorized do'a before eating?” tanya Almira glanced with her lip folds holding back a laugh as she saw her husband shaking slowly.

“Then haven't been memorized?” ledek Almira makes Vishnu shake his head again, making Almira laugh. Vishnu laughed in shame.

“I will continue to learn and memorize do'a-do'a. I hope to soon be your imam during prayer,” said Vishnu in a serious tone making Almira smile nodding and looking down full of smiles.

“Continue eating, it was cold,” as soon as Almira put her mouth food with a facial expression somewhat holding a strange taste, she looked at Vishnu who frowned in wonder.

“Why, anything weird?” tanya Vishnu tincipi cuisine with his lips taste excess saltiness.

“This must be the signs you ask for rations like,” Vishnu seductive make Almira more and more embarrassed.

“What's the story?” his protest with pursed lips restrained his embarrassment to acknowledge.

“Jatah buy sugar,” replied Vishnu scooped again his food and chewed it cheerfully, his smile more etched on his face.

Almira met to hold her smile, back scooping also by adding her rice to disguise the salty taste in the tongue.

“If the rice is added, the salt can be reduced,” explains Almira makes Vishnu explode with laughter.

The man was no longer able to hold back the anxiety at the attitude of unwilling prestige Almira admitted.

“Taste good really, cook again tomorrow, yes?” puji Vishnu was immediately given the nod Almira agreed.

“The salt is reduced, yes?” vishnu ledek made Almira's lips pursed in response to the throttling. Vishnu immediately lowered his head and returned to his eating attitude.

Vishnu really enjoyed the food, felt the delicious home cooking in his tongue, the excess salty taste felt faded when staring at the sweet smile engraved in front of him.

Occasionally he still glanced at the look on Almira's face while sipping water available at the table eating.

“Your friend's condition is fine?” tanya Almira still lowered her head, eating her food just a glance at Vishnu.

"Dhepe, you mean?" vishnu asked to convince who Almira meant by the name of friend.

“Yes, Mas Inu said he's your friend, has his condition improved?” sahut Almira stopped eating and drinking water as well as a mouthful.

Vishnu could realize the strange gurgle of Almira, a sense of discomfort is very visible from the look of his eyes. The curiosity is back.

“All my friends aren't your friends too, right? You also said he was her brother Nice,” reply Vishnu with a flat and calm voice.

Vishnu as much as possible covered the curiosity that was present, he did not want to think badly about anything.

“Iya, Mas.”

“She also sends greetings to you,” said Vishnu made Almira widen her eyes, she looks very hard to swallow her food. His throat felt stuck.

“Kak Dhepe send greetings to me?” tanya Almira could not cover up the shock from the tone of her voice and the look on her face, subconsciously putting down her spoon and fork until the sound of the plate sounded bouncy.

Almira felt surprised, how could brother Dhepe enter greetings through Vishnu. He felt panic at the fact that Dhepe would know of his relationship with Vishnu. He was scared before he fixed everything.

“Iya, Dhepe sends his greetings to you,” Vishnu's birthday with a cautious tone of voice.

Vishnu looked with more and more astonished eyes, why could Almira surprised just because of a greeting. Vishnu believes that the bad relationship between the two made Almira behave so when getting news from Dhepe.

“Iya, even he gave us congratulations on our marriage,” added Vishnu in a calm voice but managed to make Almira jerk again and stand up quickly from her seat. Panic overcame.

Almira's eyes twisted the direction of her gaze in confusion, she immediately flipped over quickly towards the place of washing dishes with a face full of anxiety.

Vishnu immediately put down his spoon and stood up as well, shifted his chair and walked up to Almira who was staring back at him. With so many questions he held his wife's shoulders and twisted his body slowly.

Almira's eyes were clearly bristling, her eyes were glazed, sadness seemed to decorate her beautiful face.

Several times he lowered his head to hide his face, but at once Vishnu's hand grabbed his chin to look up and look back at him, telling them what really happened to them.

“I'm sorry, Mas. I've already wronged you, what should I do? Hiks ... What do I do to fix it?” isak Almira with a sad face, her tears melted down her face. With limp feet he slumped to the floor. Bend his knees and hug with his head hanging there.

Vishnu looked on with a sigh as his body trembled before him without being able to do anything. His arms warped to the side, slowly bending his knees and crouching in front of his wife. Touching the tip of his head, letting it momentarily release the deepest sense in his heart.

**

Let me follow the word, my love my love that I began to try to distribute to you.

Wrong, a sense of guilt filled my mind.

When you were supposed to be with him but it was with me.

Not to me, really not.

I don't expect it to be like this though I honestly admit there is also my gratitude to be by your side.

When our bitter mistakes slowly taste sweet I soy sauce.

Because I believe that love is a reflection of the heart.

Connect …

Still with Vishnu-Almira.

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