When My Wife No Longer Asks for Money

When my wife no longer asks for 42

I went back into the room because tomorrow I will go back into the office, I saw Rahman sitting on the bed with a laptop on his thighs.

"What are you doing, Mom" I walked up and got into bed and sat down next to Rahman.

"Let's look at the interior for our restaurant, which you think is good, dear,"

I saw a nice interior for the restaurant we were going to manage together, as well as the cuisine that millennials love so much now.

"As how about this!" I waited for the interior of the restaurant nuanced white and green, although simple but looks beautiful.

"Can, it's up to you to want the interior how," said mas Rahman.

I just nodded then went back to see the others but before I had to see a restaurant that would be managed so later we could create how the interior to attract visitors.

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Azan dawn began to reverberate, I woke up to carry out my duties as a Muslim, after which I went downstairs to cook fried rice this morning.

I prepare the condiments to make fried rice such as garlic, red chili and garlic. While the mother prepares eggs for omelette.

"Rania's not awake yet, Mom?" ask me on the sidelines slicing red onions.

"It's not like it yet" said the mother.

I just keep quiet, these two days I lack attention to him because it is too busy taking care of Rahman mas. Before I leave for the office, I'll see Rania.

The fried rice is ready, as well as the omelet live arranged on the table. At 06am, I climbed the stairs to the bathroom to wake Rahman.

"Mas, you're awake" I said seeing Rahman's well-groomed.

I just smiled and took a towel and went into the bathroom that had become routine. After the shower, I wear black pants and a white shirt.not to forget I also wear a blazer outside.

Not forgetting the white pashmina was my choice, I polished the thin powder on my face and reddened my lips so that my lips were not dry, feeling all was ready I walked out of the room and down the stairs.

Mas Rahman who was sitting at the dining table, stared at me without blinking. I was being misbehaved, maybe something was wrong with my appearance.

"God, it's very beautiful if this is how the office friends can like Mbak," said Mbak Siti.

I just smiled and then looked back at Rahman who did not blink at me.

"Mas, what's wrong with you?" my many.

"Ah, is it okay? I'll take you to the office,"

"But Mas!"

"There's no buts, do you like in the cab of many Tempo office friends today."

"Cie.ada is jealous," Siti back to judge Rahman. I just smiled and took the fried rice and ate it with my family.

After eating, I went to work in between by Rahman. He really didn't want me to come alone, was he afraid that I was cheating or was he too jealous at the moment.

"Later home from the office pick up, remember not to mess around in the office" said Rahman.

I just nodded then shook her hand as my devotion to my husband. After driving me to Rahman's office back home.