MY BOYFRIEND LECTURER
SN 88'S
“You have prepared this hijab on the chair,” said Arkhan made Zalfa more misbehavior.
Yes, Zalfa had prepared her hijab on the chair earlier. Geez, he got so nervous because he was seen by Arkhan. She then approached Arkhan and took the hijab held by the man and immediately put it on. He should have been ordinary when he saw Arkhan in a state of not veiling, but in reality he felt awkward. Maybe it happened because I was not used to it. Since the age of three, Zalfa has been wearing a headscarf. Of course, he felt very embarrassed if his hair was seen by men. As it happens now. His instincts said, that it was aurat.
“You're still here?” zalfa asked looking at Arkhan who was still standing glued and doing nothing there.
Hearing Zalfa's words, Arkhan then picked up his phone left on the table and sauntered towards the door.
“I'll go to the cafe,” exclaimed Zalfa made Arkhan step stopped. “I have to take care of my cafe.”
Arkhan. His gaze narrowed in astonishment, before Zalfa had echoed that his marriage to Arkhan was only limited to saving disgrace if there were seeds living in his womb, and their marriage was not a real marriage. They don't have to behave like real husbands and wives. But the truth is Zalfa is now asking permission when going to travel.
“You asked me for permission?” Ask Arkhan.
Zalfa looked at Arkhan and fell silent. He realized Arkhan was being astonished because he finally broke his own rules, as if he could already consider Arkhan as a real husband. In fact, there is no such thing as a playful marriage. If ijab qobul is legal, then no one can assume that the marriage bond is just a toy.
“Mm. I was just asking you.” Zalfa was a little nervous. “Do you allow me? Cafes are my world, I'm used to it. I got a lot of entertainment there. My income was there too. I can't leave my cafe.”
Arkhan was silent for a moment upon hearing Zalfa's long explanation. The woman even elaborated on many sentences in order to expect permission from Arkhan. “This means you already consider me your husband?”
Not the answer, but Arkhan already understood the meaning of the sentence Zalfa uttered. Arkhan's thin smile re-expanded, a small smile that wasn't visible in Zalfa's eyes. “Ya, go. I won't ban you.” Arkhan then turned around and approached Zalfa. “This is an ATM card and a credit card, take it! Use it for your needs. I'm not limiting your spending. It's up to you to wear whatever you want.”
“I've already discussed this. I can save my own life. Sorry, I didn't refuse. But..”
“Take!” cut Arkhan while putting the two cards into the palm of Zalfa's hand. “Isn't that my job as a husband?”
Zalfa was speechless staring at the two cards in his palm.
“Although, I do not prohibit your activities. If you prefer to take care of the cafe, then do it. You are free to do anything. Your old life, will not change after marrying me, including your freedom.”
Arkhan then turned his back and stepped away.
Zalfa was still glued staring at the card in his hand. Then he grabbed the bag and put the card in his bag. With wide strides, he exited the room chasing Arkhan.
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