Being a Dad to My Niece
Chapters 172. Alva-safira's Wedding
Chapter 172
Today is a historic day for Alva and Sapphira, where this morning the young man uttered the qobul ijab with Doctor Rama. Now he has legally become the husband of the girl who loved him since childhood.
Shinta and George arrive at their wedding. Alva and Sapphira were finally able to melt the woman's heart. In fact they give honeymoon packages aboard a cruise for ten days around the American continent.
"Congratulations, yes! Finally you become Mrs Alvarendra as well" Intan said with a mischievous smile.
"Don't forget to drink herbs later, let's go straight to the potcer. Not that Alfi asked for a sister," continued Mutiara who was not less ignorant than Intan.
Safira's face is like a boiled crab. Since this morning people have been teasing him. He was upset as well, why was it that only he was constantly being colonized by them while Alva was not. For women it feels unfair.
Alva's friends during the koas and several medical teams at the hospital where he worked, many came. Again they even tease Safira instead of Alva. They also found out that the man-in-law was the head of the hospital where they worked.
"Know you are the future son-in-law of Doctor Rama, I will be better again" said one of the male nurses who often works with Alva.
"You are very good at hiding your relationship with Doctor Rama. Don't you like to gossip with Doctor Rama about us, huh?" ask a doctor who works there.
Alva laughed at the words of some of her friends in the hospital. He is not the kind of person who likes to gossip.
The event went well and solemnly. Everyone seems to be happy on Alva and Safira's wedding day.
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The night after the end of the event, Safira rushed to clean her body. He wears a wife's night service outfit and wears a perfume that Alva likes. His long hair in the booth covered his back. Her face she made up a little bit to make it look more fresh.
Alva went outside the bathroom wearing a t-shirt and trousers. He was amazed to see Safira who now looks very tempting. Koko's clothes and the sheath that was in the young man's hands fell down without him noticing.
'God, that's ... Safira, my wife?' inner Alva.
Safira smiled timidly while looking down and played the end of the ribbon rope that was on her shirt. Every now and then he raised his face with a mischievous and timid look it looked at Alva.
"You are so beautiful" said Alva, who was now standing in front of Safira.
The eyes of the man could not escape his wife. The body that had smooth skin was clearly plastered in Alva's eyes. Moreover, a transparent cloth like a tofu filter that wrapped his body clearly showed what had been hidden.
"What does Mas .. like?" safira asked with a voice that sounded melodious once in Alva's ears.
Sapphira's heart was timid and her stomach felt filled with thousands of butterflies flitting about dancing happily. The world feels so beautiful to him right now.
"Yes. Like ... once," Alva replied while nodding excitedly.
Alva and Safira stared at each other, admiring the beauty that was in her partner. The young man recited a prayer and was followed by his wife.
"Thank you for being my wife" Alva whispered as she looked into the eyes of the girl holding each other's hands.
"I also thank you, Mom. Because she wants to marry me," Safira smiled beautifully to hold her husband's heart.
Alva kissed Safira's head. Then, switch to the forehead, both eyes, nose shoots, and cheeks. The young man looked back at the wife who was looking at him full of desire.
"I love you, Fira," whispered Alva and made the red tinge on Safira's cheek even clearer.
Not even the girl replied to him, Alva had kissed the wife's ripe lips. Now he's free to do this. Will not be afraid of sin, instead get the reward. The two make out to each other to want to give the best for their partner.
Just a few minutes into the warm-up, Safira felt something strange. He looked towards the digital clock that was on the nightstand.
"Why?" alva asked with her slightly heavy voice and it sounded sexy in Safira's ears.
"Wait a minute" Safira replied while confirming her evening dress.
The girl ran to the bathroom. Not long after she came back crying. This made Alva wonder.
"Darling, what's wrong? Why are you crying?" alva asked as he approached his wife.
"It seems like tonight is a failure" Safira replied in between sobs.
"What's wrong?" tanya Alva did not understand what Safira said.
"I'm getting a moon come. It should be three more days," answered Safira who was still crying and Alva instantly felt her body go limp.
The man took his wife into his arms. He kissed Safira's head several times.
"It's okay. There's still tomorrow" said Alva, hiding her disappointment at failing to do the first night.
"You're not angry, are you?" safira asked while looking up at the husband's face.
"Of course not. It's fate that we have to postpone our first night" replied Alva while wiping away the tears on Sapphira's cheeks.
Alva takes Sapphira into her arms after the girl returns from the bathroom. He felt very comfortable hugging the body that had always teased him. They sleep soundly while hugging.
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Arshy walked in a hurry as the elevator doors would be closed. When he went inside there was someone who hit him from behind so he was pushed forward. He fell and his head clashed with a man who was taking his employee's identity card.
"Byhoo!" screech the two while holding each other's heads.
"You again! You can't always be rude and hurtful to others" said the man who now loomed high in front of Arshy.
"That should open my fault. He got into the elevator and pushed my body," Arshy replied firmly for not wanting to be blamed.
The person designated by Arshy just silently lowered his head. He was afraid of the man who was now also looking towards him.
Arshy's face was getting gloomy, even though it was still morning. He cursed his eldest brother who went on a honeymoon without saying anything first and gave Alfi to him. While all the stuff the boy needs in the apartment is up. So, she went early in the morning to a 24-hour convenience store to find milk and snacks.
"Arshy, please hand over this report file to Mr. Abiyan!" bu Yeni's orders.
"But, ma'am, my work is not done yet. Why isn't Stella the same, Mom?" asked Arshy slowly.
Stella glared at Arshy. It is common knowledge that delivering a report to the manager will be nagged. There is always something that he thinks is not appropriate. Coma problems alone will be a problem, let alone mistype nominal numbers.
"Don't argue. Take that report!" reply Stella while grinning.
Inevitably Arshy delivered the dossier upstairs. With a shaken body he walked towards the 17th floor.
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For Season Alva and Safira it's over, yes. Next Season Arshy. It will be different with his brother. What does Arshy look like, just follow this novel.