The Smile of Love Alura

Uhibbuka Fillah's

The sky looks cloudy, it looks like soon the rain will fall on the earth. Askal pushed his bike faster. The bicycle passed through an ordinary flower garden where he painted. The cool atmosphere of the garden makes it feel at home to paint while enjoying the fragrance of blooming flowers. Can be up to hours Askal there if the holiday.

His back sweatshirt started getting wet from sweat. Askal did not reduce the speed of his bike. He doesn't want to get wet. Because he is allergic to cold.can sneeze all night and tomorrow it ends with not going to work. Askak didn't want that to happen.

On a downhill road, Askal accidentally let go of his two hands. He laughed enjoying the gusts of wind hitting his handsome face and flying his hair. Without him noticing a girl passing in front of him carrying a basket filled with fruit.

Ascal cannot control the speed of a fast bike. Before he could get on the brakes, his bike had already hit the body of the girl who was similarly shocked unable to dodge. The incident happened in the blink of an eye.

"Let's!" Shouted the girl who fell on Askal and his bike.

"Get out of my body," exclaimed the girl as if she wanted to swallow Askal alive.

Askal grimaced with pain in his knees. He immediately stood up and put away the bicycle that had befallen the purple-hooded girl. Seeing the girl's elbow bleed, Askal was overwhelmed with guilt.

"I'm sorry for my carelessness" Askal said, trying to help.

"No need," pat the girl with a pouting face. "You spoil my fruits." He pointed them to the fruits that were scattered to the side of the road.

"let me change," said Askal took his wallet out of his shirt pocket. "How much?"

"Two hundred thousand," replied the girl quickly.

Askal handed over two pieces of fibers that were directly in the girl's room.

"Other times be careful. Your carelessness makes others wretched."

"Yes. Again I apologize."

Askal watched the girl pick up fruits that could still be saved.

"Why are you still picking it up?" ask Ask Askal. He had already paid compensation.

"We live in this system must be able to manage everything well if we do not want to starve. The ones up there don't want to know our business. Although this fruit cannot be sold anymore, it is still edible" the girl explained.

Askal smiled hearing the honest answer of the oval-faced girl. That's the truth.

"Let me add in the change of loss, you're also hurt" Askal bargained.

"Hey, you think I'm matre," the circus girl stood in front of Askal.

"I don't want to take anything beyond my rights. Excuse me." The girl walked past Askal no matter if she had just stepped on Askal's foot making Askal grimace with the pain.

"Freaky girl" Askal hissed back on his bike.

Alura just finished cooking for dinner. He cooks chicken rica-rica, vegetable pumpkin yellow and shrimp flour. All dishes are neatly arranged on the dining table. Thankfully, her pain has diminished. Not sick this morning.

Alura brought the dirty dishes used to cook into the sink and washed them. All homework is done by Alura herself because she does not use the services of a household assistant. He can still cover everything. Although Max several times offered to hire a domestic assistant. Alura subtly refused.

Finish washing dishes and putting them on the shelf. Alura released the apron hanging it back near the refrigerator. He walked into the living room. There Max was sitting with a book in his hand and a pair of glasses perched on his nose. Alura smiled watching Max's serious face. Sometimes his hands gurgled to pull both ends of Max's lips into a smile.

Alura chose to sit on the empty sofa beside Max. He grabbed the remote and turned on the tv. Let the middle Max be engrossed in his reading.

"Rest in the room" suggested Max. He closed the book.

"I'm fine, Max."

"Let's look here!" max pinta.

"There's leftover flour on your cheeks" Max said after his hand was no longer on Alura's cheek.

"Yes. I-I, take a shower first, Max," said Alura with blushing cheeks. He hurriedly stood up to go to the bathroom. Not yet able to step, his wrist was pulled Max. Make him turn his body.

"Don't hurt anymore."

Max released his grip on Alura's hand.

For the sake of hearing that, Pipi Alura met more and more. Rarely received attention from Max . Is her husband worried about her?

"All right, Max."

Alura touched Max's shoulder then passed leaving her husband alone in the living room.

Inside the bathroom Alura felt her chest. Something exploded in there. Just now Alura was already very happy. Although Max doesn't overtly show her a taste. Alura had long been waiting for happiness in her household.

Who does not want to live happily in a household? It seems that no one wants the opposite. Everyone wants to be happy, everyone wants a sakinah family, a blessed family.

Married to Alura, one more step as an effort to maintain honor and purity of self, meaning a married person should be more awake from the trap of adultery and able to control his orgasm. 

Finished cleaning up Alura saw the empty room. Maybe Max's still in the living room.

hurry Alura change clothes with pajamas blue sea flowers motif. Lingerie the other day she took it out of her closet. Embarrassing.

therefore, he had to cry for a long time and put Max on a rotten tomato.

Alura combed her long hair past the shoulders. Then apply lotion on the hands and feet. Don't forget to spray non-alcoholic perfume gifts from her cousin when she came home a week ago.

Feeling that his appearance was neat, Alura went out of the room to see Max.

In the living room there was no whereabouts of her husband. Alura went straight to the kitchen who knew Max was taking a drink. In the kitchen, there is nothing.

"Max, where are you?"

There is no lawfulness. Alura went to the guest room. Open the door slowly. There's not one either. Where did Max go?

Alura walked forward. Peering from behind the curtains. Apparently, her husband was there. Max was looking at the red roses from the blooming Alura plant.

Alura went back into the room wearing her robe and veil. Then follow Max.

"I'm looking for you" said Alura standing behind the wheelchair.

"This flower is beautiful" said Max touching the petals of the rose.

"Yes. That's why I'm sipping him."

"Why don't you just buy it? bother having to plant," Max said without distracting himself from the flowers blooming in front of him.

"That's because I appreciate the process, Max. It was from that process that I found some satisfaction when enjoying the results" Alura said. He then crouched down next to Max's wheelchair.

"You know, Max. I also enjoy the process for the advancement of our household. No matter how many times you refuse, no matter how many times you turn, or ignore me. God willing, I'll stay by your side, hold on until you really don't want me anymore. Because, you're my faith. The only man who has the right to have my heart."

A clear thread descended from Alura's clear eyes without her being able to prevent it. He will always absorb this when it comes to matters of the heart.