When My Wife No Longer Asks for Money

When my wife no longer asks for 39

"What kind of cooperation are you working on?" my many.

Not interrupting their conversation but I'm just afraid there are more secrets that I don't know that Mas Rahman is hiding, so far there are many secrets that he has hidden himself, he said, so I don't want any more lies, even if it's that small.

"Ratih, come here?" Said Rahman calling me. I walked to the side of Rahman.

"Sir Fandi, this is my wife's name is Ratih" said Rahman introduced me to his business partner, we became acquainted.

"Later my wife who will work with Mr. Fandi, you do not need to worry because I believe my wife is able to make the business grow," said Mas Rahman praising in front of his business partners.

What, I will cooperate with Mr. Fandi but in what field. I'll work in an office, if he wants to make me sit back at home.

"Begini loe dear, Mr. Fandi will invest in our resto as initial capital and the resto will be you who will handle it" said mas Rahman.

What, Restaurant! Since when did Rahman have a restaurant. Why didn't I know about Rahman's all this time.

"Since when have you had a restaurant, Mas?" My toot.

"Later explain it to you, so how about Mr. Fandi. If you are willing, then every month you get 30% of the restaurant proceeds," Mas Rahman told Mr. Fandi.

"I agree with you to say, then I say goodbye first," said Mr. Fandi then out of the room. I stared at Rahman's pouting, I need a very detailed explanation.

"I want your explanation, Mom!" I said with a sullen face. I sat behind him leaning on the hospital bed.

"Kok mas's wife pouted so, why?"

Mas Rahman poked my waist, teased me but I didn't want to let go to talk to him.

"The restaurant was waking up when I was not married to you, has been managed by a friend of mas and now mas will invite you to manage it together,"

"Then what does this have to do with Mr. Fandi?"

"Mas only invited Mr. Fandi to invest in our restaurant because two months ago the resto was ours money was carried away by his own friends. So, mas have no money if you have to rise alone, with the help of Mr. Fandi we can rise again together."

I just kept quiet, breathing regularly. I am relieved for the explanation mas Rahman, what after this I take a leave of absence and live the restaurant with Rahman mas mas so I can take care of him.

"Darling, I want to go home! I'm no longer in the hospital,"

"But you're not healed yet,"

"Please, I'm just gonna take a break at home,"

I don't have the heart if Rahman's been in the hospital too long. I also have to work back to the office, I have not been in the office for two days.

"Mas, have you prepared?" ask me.

Today Rahman was allowed to go home with the permission of the doctor, but once a week had chemotherapy to inhibit cancer cells. I was ready to carry the bag while Rahman sat in a wheelchair.

Taxi was waiting in front of the hospital, we went in and went home. In the middle of the trip, the car veered towards the direction of luxury housing. I frowned, what did Rahman come for.

"Mas, our house is already behind you," asked me to see the house that has a second floor.

"He said he wanted to go home, but he still wanted to" said Rahman.

I just kept quiet, upset by Rahman's attitude. The elite house looks so luxurious, did Rahman buy the house yesterday?