The Throne of Desire of the Candidate Duda

Chapter.122

Two days passed, Alvino and Aliya had already moved in their new residence. The first night they spent in the heat of the bed and almost every corner of the room they tried.

Tonight, Alvino just finished some work in his study. With a definite step, he stepped towards the room but suddenly his steps stopped when he saw Aliya was on the lower floor.

It's been almost a week, the wife is still watching the ball broadcast. If it is not on television then Aliya will watch live streaming on online media.

"Until when will he be like this. Don't you think my son is, yes" muttered Alvino, not wanting to continue to dissolve in his own mind, he immediately stepped down the stairs to approach his wife.

"Darling, aren't you sleepy? It's ten in the evening" Alvino said as he sat next to his wife.

Aliya who had been focusing on the television screen, looked at her husband. "Mas must be tired, huh? Tomorrow also want to go out of town, just sleep first, I still want to watch a little more."

Seeing the happy smile of his wife, Alvino did not have the heart to forbid. As long as Aliya is happy then she will try to get used to it. "Hem, okay. Right up to the room huh, I'm really tired."

"Yes, good night. Muaa." One brief but stressed kiss Aliya gave right on the lips of the husband.

Because Alvino was dissatisfied again approached kissing all parts of the face of the wife with a very fast movement. "Good night baby, I ride first. Remember not to stay up."

Alvino got up from his seat and stepped up the stairs to the room. Today he was so tired because he came home from the office, earlier he and Aliya rearranged room after room that they had not been able to neaten.

Alvino and Aliya agree for a while until their baby is unborn, they will not take a housekeeper, because for Aliya her duty as a wife is to serve her husband well, for food, clothes and bed.

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Sunlight begins to rule the morning sky, conquer the dark that often comes. Alvino blinked his eyes slowly, he felt in all directions but did not feel his wife's body at his side.

Slowly he got up, got out of bed while stretching his body. The clock on the wall showed at half-seven o'clock in the morning, he rushed to the bathroom because his flight was at eight.

Fortunately all the equipment while outside the city has been prepared by Abian, so Alvino just leave for the airport. After finishing his bath and getting dressed he immediately came out of the room.he thought surely the wife was in the kitchen preparing breakfast for him before leaving.

But when he reached the bottom floor, Alvino rounded his eyes to see the television that was still on. "Don't Aliya ...." Unwilling to delay time, Alvino immediately stepped into the television room and what he thought was really happening. "Gosh, he's watching the ball until what time."

Aliya fell asleep on the long sofa in the room, her hair and clothes looking as messy as someone who had just stayed up all night.

Alvino sat on the edge of the sofa, trying to wake his wife. "Dear, let's get up, it's morning."

"Eeemm I just slept Mas couldn't have been morning" Aliya said with her eyes closed.

"So you just slept? Honey it's really morning, I gotta get to the airport."

Aliya's eyes opened wide. She got up and looked at her husband with a puffy face and messy hair. "It's morning? .. Then I'll make breakfast, wait a minute."

With a staggering step as she had just woken up, Aliya stepped towards the back kitchen. Arriving in the kitchen in a state of panic he opened the refrigerator and got a whole wheat bread and immediately he roasted.

While waiting for bread, Aliya who is basically still very sleepy unconsciously let her eyes stand in front of the kitchen set.

Ting!!!

"Aw sick." Aliya, who had fallen asleep, was immediately shocked when she heard the sound of the grill until she was knocked unconscious in the kitchen cabinet set.

"Darling, is it breakfast? If I haven't had breakfast on the plane," said Alvino who followed the wife to the kitchen. Because the time is really tight, Alvino was unceasingly looking at his watch.

"It's okay, Mom." Aliya opened the refrigerator, applied jam to the bread and immediately approached the husband who was waiting for her at the dinner table. "The breakfast is impromptu. Bread toast strawberry jam, I'll take the milk first."

Although a little late, Alvino tried to appreciate the effort of his wife who still made him breakfast this morning. "Anything you make is the best food." He opened his mouth wide and devoured the bread.

Aliya returned with a glass of warm milk in her hand. She placed the milk on the table and sat down in front of her husband. "Will I stay?"

Instead of answering Alvino's wife's question, she seemed to have trouble swallowing the food in her mouth. "Darling, is this strawberry jam?"

"Of course it's strawberry jam korea given Kak Viona. yesterday right we got a lot of parcels, forgot ya?"

Alvino shook his head again as he tried to swallow his food. "But this is really not the taste of strawberry jam."

"The hell." With her mouth occasionally evaporating, Aliya returned to the kitchen to see what she had put on the bread. He rubbed his eyes when reading the writing in the jar, he thought jam turned chili paste. "Well! I must be crazy."

Aliya really did not expect why she could be mistaken like this. With a limp step and a bowed face he came back to the husband who was sipping milk that he prepared until it was finished.

"Mas, sorry ..it's not strawberry jam but chili paste," Aliya said with her head down.

Alvino looked at the wife with a look of disbelief. "Pa-pasta chili? Honey, I'm ...." He could not continue his words when he saw the wife's face looked so sad and full of regret.

Maybe his wife had just made a mistake but for Alvino it was not necessary to question. He immediately moved from his seat clutching tightly onto the wife's shoulders with both hands. "You stay up late, watch the ball?"

Slowly Aliya raised her head to look at a husband with a sad face. "Yes, Champions League."

Alvino smiled again at his wife's reply. "Then next time we watch Messi live in Argentina only. But can't stay up like this anymore, it's not good for health."

Aliya who was unable to speak immediately rushed to embrace the husband really every day really made him fall in love again and again.

He may have regretted having been involved in an ill-defined relationship with a wealthy man, whom he thought would never love him to this extent.

But it turned out that everything he thought was wrong Alvino was such a nice guy who understood him so well. Although sometimes they still like to fight because of small things but it never reduces the level of love that has grown in their respective hearts.

"I promise I won't repeat it again. Mase should be home tonight."

"Yes promise to go home, as long as there is a plus-pluses service."

Aliya and Alvino looked at each other and laughed together. Although Alvino's stomach aches because of the breakfast of chili paste in the morning but his heart still flowered because he could see his wife's smile back.

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