Hijrah in the Way of God
Spoiled

Rahma seemed busy checking her profits and restaurant expenses. This month the profits of his restaurant increased even very far from last month. He smiled, putting aside a little donation for the orphanage. Then he seemed to think for a moment. The restaurant's profit money will he save helping her husband to buy a house. But would her husband accept her help? Maybe she'll talk to her husband later.

At exactly 4 pm Rahma went home to the contract in her place. She rushed to the kitchen to cook food for her husband later. I hope her husband doesn't come home the night he used to. He hopes so.

An hour in the kitchen, Rahma finally managed to serve a bowl of capcai and fried chicken balado. That'sallthatis. Able to make her smile. I hope her husband likes her cooking.

Huuuff

Sighs. His body feels sticky because of sweating. He has to clean himself up. And about ashar prayer. He had already carried out his duties at his restaurant before returning home.

After you finish cleaning. She was shocked to see her husband standing in front of the door. Thankfully, her husband did not return home late. So it was not in vain that he cooked today.

"Darling..."

Start again with that call. Put on a spoiled look. Which makes Rahma want to be broken. But he held it so that the atlatic man was not offended.

"Have you just finished your shower?" ask her with a sweet smile.

You know, you still ask. Rahma wanted to say those words, but she said them. Hmmm, he knew that it wasn't just that. There must be more continuation of that word.

The man approached. He took the towel in his wife's hand.

What did he want, thought Rahma. Still watching her husband's movements. Fortunately, he was wearing clothes in the bathroom. Even if only wearing a knee-length home dress. At least it's not too dangerous, he said. With long hair down she drips drops by drops of water onto the floor.

"Your hair is wet" said the man in front of him, making his mind crumble. "I helped dry it out, yes" he continued.

Rahma could only nod her head. Standing this close is why he is always nervous. And his heart why is it beating so fast.

Ridho went to the back of his wife. Started to dry the woman's hair with a towel that she took over. The smell of shampoo that I don't know what brand it is that is caught by his sense of smell.

"Done."

Ridho turned Rahma's body to face him after he felt that his wife's hair was a bit dry. His eyes looked into the eyes of the wife who was also staring at him.

Just such simple clothes were able to make Ridho always mesmerized. Yes, he was always fascinated by what his wife was wearing when she was at home. Maybe because his wife looks more beautiful when not using her hood.

"Dear."

"Yes." Yeah."

"Why do you see me like that I'm so handsome huh" Ridho joked. It melts the atmosphere that begins to freeze.

"Awwh sick dear," whine."You're the Gini KDRT."

Ridho seemed to rub his shoulder which was hit by his wife. Although it doesn't hurt. He made his wife feel guilty.

"Sorry," murmured Rahma softly. He seemed sorry for his actions.

"There's a condition if you want to be forgiven."

Rahma's eyebrows shot up at her husband's words. "Condition?" tanyakanya.

Ridho. "Hm." Reviewing his wily smile. Rahma's feelings are not good.

"You should shower me."

Rahma's eyes widened. Tuh. Her husband was definitely asking for something strange.

"Can't you shower yourself?" tanyakanya. Don't ask for anything strange like that. Although the man was her husband, she was still ashamed. Although she had seen her husband's body and vice versa when the man asked for his rights. But he still felt ashamed of it.

"Could anyway. But I want you to shower me once in a while."

The man smiled mischievously. "Come baby" he whined again in a spoiled tone.

"You don't want yaudah no pa-pa" he added. Then I'll go to the bathroom.

Rahma quickly blocked her husband's hand. "Yes I want to."

Ridho's smile rises. The mainstay style he used when asking the strange from his wife was successful as well.

"Right sweetheart." The one answered by Rahma. "Come," he asked. Pulling the wife's hand into the bathroom.

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After bathing her beloved husband. Rahma told Ridho to eat what he had cooked. The young man obeyed. They ate together after that Ridho seemed to tell a long story.

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