THE ANGEL I HURT

After marriage

Two weeks into our honeymoon in Paris, I was still not satisfied spending my time with Chaira.

But being a newlywed doesn't necessarily make me forget that I too have new responsibilities,,, I as the new CEO of my papa company who has been handed over to me also have to start learning and understanding everything about the company. For that today I asked Chaira's permission to let me start working after a month of marriage.

"Yes, baby, of course I can. However, if it is your responsibility as a father's child and also as a husband who makes a living for his wife. Go, baby, my prayers are always with you" Chaira said that morning trying to convince me who was still hesitant about leaving her in our new home.

This house is a wedding gift from my mother to us. we started to occupy it on our return from Paris. At first Chaira refused because she could not accept the abundance of treasure from them. She wanted us to study independently but she managed to convince her that one day if we already had enough savings we were allowed to choose and buy our own house. The honeymoon ticket to Paris was actually enough to make Chaira's heart very unpleasant but I told her to just accept it so that papa mama is not disappointed.

I looked at my beautiful wife's face. Despite having fully himself I was never satisfied to see his father's face. I let her open her veil when we were both home because Chaira didn't want any housekeepers or gardeners to help her. She wants to do her job as a wife. After all, he said it all to get rid of his boredom at home. I don't allow him to work outside but I don't forbid him from working from home. Chaira who apparently has a talent for fashion designing began to dare online to offer his design to his friends who opened a business in the field of fashion.

"Thank you for your permission. Well, take care of yourself at home." My message while peeping his forehead

"come home for lunch with me later, yes, or if your job is too much you can call me so that I deliver your lunch myself" he said while arranging my breakfast box into my lunch bag.

Yes, a high position in the company does not make me embarrassed to bring a rice box from home. Why should I be ashamed? I just have to be proud of carrying food that is specially made by my own wife in this day and age that many men out there are not as lucky as I have a wife who wants to prepare breakfast for her husband.

"what would I be if my wife was as busy as most career women out there? " i turned myself in as I watched Chaira walk over to me carrying my bag

"it's a sweet menu for your breakfast later. Today you're bad luck so there's no time for breakfast at home" my wife softly spoke

"yes baby. Tomorrow I try to get up early so we can have breakfast together yes" I said as I stroked his head

Chaira nodded then gave me my briefcase and kissed the palm and back of my hand. I used to be surprised to see him do that for the first time. But he said it was because for him to kiss the back of the hand meant asking for prayers, blessings and expressions of respect for me. While kissing the palm signifies his gratitude to me because with that hand I work to make a living for him.

Chaira never stopped making me love her more with everything she did. He made me feel so appreciated.

"I'm leaving first, baby. Assalamualaikum"pamitku

"Dear Walaikumsalam, be careful on the road" he said

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The first day in the office I was busy with a lot of work. Starting from introductions to the entire division to learning all things. The busyness in the office made me not feel the time goes so fast that when I glanced at the clock in my hand I was surprised.

"ahh it's 12. Chaira must be waiting for news from me" my inner self

Soon I got my phone and dialed the number.

"honey, I'll be home soon for lunch with you. Have you finished cooking?" much

Chaira said that everything was ready and just waiting for my arrival. I intend to buy extra food if he hasn't finished cooking because I don't have much time to wait for him to finish cooking. But again I feel grateful to have a wife who is good at managing her own time and understands my time. I immediately rushed to drive my car across the road to my house.

My beautiful Bidadis opened the door and welcomed my arrival. Her father's face grew even more as she wore a light-colored hijab. If I wasn't in such a hurry I'd like to take him to our bed and vent my passion for him that never goes out.

"It's a shame this afternoon that I have an important meeting with a new client. Pray that all will be smooth and we can work with their company" I said to Chaira who was busy picking up rice and side dishes for me.

"yes dear I must pray, Don't forget to read Bismillah at all times will do something, baby, like later before meeting your client so that everything you do is a blessing" he replied while thrusting my plate

I smiled and nodded. We started our lunch after praying together. I never get tired of my wife's cooking. From the first moment I tasted the food I never bought any more outside food. There is no other dish suitable for my tongue. I finished my lunch after adding the rice. Chaira smiled happily at me who was enjoying her cooking.

"You'll be home on time, won't you, baby?" ask Chaira to make sure

"yes, my dear" promised

After saying goodbye, I returned to the office to continue my work. Meeting new clients makes me feel a little awkward and groggy but with the help of old staff papa I can overcome it well. The agreement to cooperate was finally decided. I am very happy and satisfied with my work and my team. Don't forget I told my bidadar at home who must have prayed for me. I couldn't have achieved this kind of success without a prayer from him either.

After finishing work I immediately rushed home because Chaira told me that tonight we will not only have dinner alone because my papa mama and umi and abi and Wati ma and her children will visit us and have dinner with us. I am happy because our marriage not only brings happiness to both of us but to our family as well. But we didn't realize there was one person who wasn't happy about it.

"It's also your house" said Wati to Chaira in the kitchen as they began preparing food.

"if you get that windfall don't forget your family, don't be happy alone" said Wati

"what do you mean, mother?" ask Chaira in astonishment

Bu Wati sighed.

"didn't you see me and your abi, our lives are in short supply. Don't you want to slightly divide what you have this for us???? What are you,,,,,"

"Watiiii,,, enough!!!" abi's voice sounded

Surprised Mrs Wati did not continue her words. He looked towards abi. His face could not be hidden.

"it would be wrong if I just asked him to remember that his family is lacking. At least she can ask her rich husband to help us" Mrs Wati said

Chaira immediately held back abi who was about to speak again.

"it's already, it's not good to hear the others" Chaira whispered to Abi

"Later Chaira will try to talk to Darren ya ma'am, now we bring all this food to the table first. It seems like everyone is waiting at the dinner table." continued Chaira

Ms. Wati who was still not satisfied with Chaira's answer finally relented and left Chaira alone in the kitchen without helping her. Chaira just shook her head at her stepmother's behavior.

" Let Rosa help sister" Rosa shows up and offers herself

"Thank you deck, "welcome to Chaira

Chaira noticed the tall Rosa. She thought she wanted to make him a model for her dress. But she needs to talk to her husband first. For a while he held on to that thought and chose to re-prepare their dinner.

"your cooking is so good, Chai, "mama praised

"iya papa until nambah nih" papa timpal

"don't papa who has just eaten Chai cuisine, I who have been every day cooked just continue to add" I don't want to lose

Everyone laughed at my words.

"you should look fat now, Dare, "mama said and made us all laugh again.

Bu Wati with a fake laugh tried to blend himself in. We offer them all to stay tonight.

" we're not bothering you guys?" ask umi

"of course not umi. This house has many rooms. You are free to choose which room you want to use." said Chaira

Hearing Chaira's answer they all finally agreed. Looks like they were worried about disturbing us newlyweds. Although they stayed here of course they would not hear anything we did in the room because I had installed sound absorbers as suggested by my two best friends hehehehe,,,

Chaira who seemed to be holding back her sighing as I paced my body on top smiled in embarrassment as I whispered a word about the silencer.

"don't be held dear" I whispered again and took back control of her to take us to the top. I completed my duties as a husband. Chaira has tried her best to please me all this time.

We went through the night sleeping hugging each other.

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