NOT AS BEAUTIFUL AS HEAVEN S1/S2

Chapter 9.Husband's Job

Today Farhan and Rachel went to the hospital. The man had previously made an appointment for treatment. When they arrived at the hospital, they were immediately welcome because the doctor was waiting.

Farhan had consulted the Doctor before meeting today. So he did not need to explain what his arrival meant.

The doctor helped one nurse take a sample of Rachel's blood. After that, do another series of checks.

Two hours had passed, and finally all was done. The doctor said tomorrow the lab results could be taken.

Farhan invites Rachel to visit the boutique to buy a lot of clothes for the woman. He planned to take his wife to the village.

"Well, why buy this many clothes?" rachel asked in the car.

Earlier in the boutique Farhan asked the boutique waiter to find clothes the size of Rachel as much as ten pairs. He didn't see the price. It makes Rachel feel bad. Although Farhan had become her husband, she did not want to spend the man's money.

"Tomorrow we go to my parents' village. I want to introduce you to them" Farhan said, focusing on driving.

"Tomorrow, Mum?" rachel asked in shock.

He wasn't ready to meet both of Farhan's parents. From the story of the man were both his parents, quite a respected person in their village. His father was also a religious leader.

Rachel was afraid that both of Farhan's parents could not accept her presence. What more if they know her work background. Although Farhan would not say all that, but the worry remained with him.

Farhan grabs Rachel's hand, kisses her. He knows what the woman is thinking.

"Don't worry. I won't say anything about your past. Every human being must have made mistakes, even if small," said Farhan softly.

Feeling moved by Farhan's words, Rachel cried. The man rubbed Rachel's hair and leaned the woman's head against her shoulder.

"I'm sorry, while in the village I asked you to wear a hijab. My parents were religious leaders. I'm afraid it'll be gossip if I see you dressed openly."

"Good, Mas. Thank you for always understanding me" Rachel said.

Arriving at the apartment, after changing her clothes Rachel went straight to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

"Once our house is ready, there will be two people who will help you with all the homework. You don't have to cook anymore" said Farhan with his hands still around her waist.

Although in the heart of the man there is still the name of a woman he loves, but Farhan does not deny his heart if he loves Rachel.

Rachel turned her body to face Farhan. He put his hand around the man's neck.

"Mas, I'm happy to do all this. This is all I can do to repay all your kindness. What else when I see you eating my cooking, I'm so happy. Even if there's a maid later, can I still cook for you?" asked Rachel in a spoiled tone.

"Of course I can. But if you're tired, let auntie do it. I married you not to make you a maid" Farhan smiled.

"I'd rather cook if I did. Other work can be helped aunty," said Rachel.

"Rachel, in the teachings of Islam, domestic work is the responsibility of the husband. But if the wives do then the reward is equivalent to jihad. In some hadiths the Prophet mentioned that housework is the duty of the husband. That's why I hired two people to do it because I couldn't. I can't burden you all."

"I don't feel burdened. Even I'm happy to do it all" said Rachel. He hugged his body tightly.

It felt like Rachel wanted to say thank you every second for everything the man did for her. Since the departure of both parents, then Rachel felt happiness again.

After dinner and performing prayers as usual, they watch before going to bed. Rachel put her head on the man's thigh. Farhan gently rubbed it.

"Mas, can I ask you something?" ask Rachel.

"Don't ask one, a thousand questions you can ask" Farhan replied with a smile.

"Mas, why did you choose me to be your life partner. After seeing your life, I'm sure many women want to be your wife. You can also choose what kind of woman you want, but why did your choice fall on me?" ask Rachel.

Farhan looked at his wife's face intensely hearing her question. He doesn't know what to answer.

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