My Little Wife Fatimah's
9. Permission from husband

"Fatimah, do not think that this marriage is a disaster, God is the one who allows this to happen, learn to accept destiny, Fatimah, all this time I took care of you and maybe you never thought that I would never let you hug me or kiss my hand because I was afraid I couldn't control my feelings, and I know that after all you are not my mahram," explained Rahman at length.

"That's what makes me hate you now, because I prefer the old us, I'm your brother and you're my brother, not the way you are today, I don't understand how to deal with you every day, I'm used to thinking of you as my sister" Fatimah said, shedding tears.

"It's okay Fatimah, I'm willing to wait until you get used to thinking of me as a husband" Rahman said gently.

"I will never be able to" Fatimah's tears grew more and more.

"In the meantime, remove your tears Fatimah, please do not show your sorrow in front of your father and mother, do not let them grieve with our condition," said Rahman while wiping away Fatimah's tears with one hand.

***

Upon arriving at the house of his parents Fatimah immediately hugged the mother tightly. "I miss the mother," said Fatimah while hugging the mother. "Oh kangennya just the same mother, yes" said Sarah who glanced at Fatimah.

"I miss my sister, my father too" Fatimah hugged Sarah and kissed her father's hand.

They talked in the living room.

"How about Fatimah, everything's fine, right?" ask her to look at her daughter. "Yes mother, everything is fine, just now I'm thinking about college, what do you think about my father and mother if I study abroad?" fatimah asked for the advice of her father and her mother.

"According to the mother it's okay, but for your current status who already has a husband it seems like it will be difficult son," the mother advised Fatimah.

Rahman looked at Fatimah as if he did not want Fatimah to go far.

"If it is indeed your dream please, son, but remember , you can not go without the permission of your husband Rahman," said the father seriously.

"Where maybe this fierce om can I go abroad, free dong I ask permission from my mother's father, how should I persuade brother Rahman, to create my dream," batin Fatimah glanced at her husband Rahman.

"Why you have to go abroad Fatimah, here are also many good universities, how if you study at the same university with your sister, so we can be together every day," sarah's Proposition to Fatimah.

"right, that's a good idea Sarah," Rahman agreed with Sarah's suggestion.

Fatimah was silent not knowing what else to say so that she was allowed to study abroad.

Fatimah and Rahman went home without a solution that was beneficial to Fatimah.

On the way home Fatimah tried to persuade Rahman. "Sister." call Fatimah to look at Rahman.

"Why, '" Rahman glanced at Fatimah.

"Actually you are a kind husband, handsome, understanding, and obey the will of the wife.sister, please.love me permission to study in Turkey yes," pinta Fatimah gently.

"Try you call me use the call 'Honey' do not call 'Sister' again dong, now I am your husband," Rahman said with a smile.

Forcibly Fatimah tried to catch her breath and said, "Sa_sayang.i asked permission to study in Turkey yes," pinta Fatimah in a soft tone.

"I don't hear it" Rahman couldn't help but smile.

"Darling.I asked for permission to study in Turkey" Fatimah said loudly.

Being too focused on Fatimah Rahman suddenly almost hit a woman. Brake suddenly made Fatimah almost hit her head.

"Sorry.sorry.." Rahman said to Fatimah and immediately got out of the car to see the condition of the woman who was almost hit by her.

"Rahman.," the woman who almost got hit looked at Rahman.

"Sofia, it turns out you, sorry yes, you almost got hit," said Rahman who turned out to know the woman. "Yes, no, this is my fault anyway, I was not careful," Sofia looked happy to meet Rahman.

"Oh yes you are doing it here" Rahman asked Sofia. "I'm looking for a job, now it's hard to find a good job, I'm not as lucky as you, you when you graduate college have immediately become the successor to the CEO at your father's hotel, while I've been looking for work for two years, nothing is suitable yet" said Sofia glanced at Rahman.

"It just so happens that in our hotel there's a job opening, you want?" asked Rahman who intends to help his High School friend.

"Yes I want to, thank you, sorry to bother," Sofia smiled.

Fatimah watched the girl named Sofia from the car. Fatimah honks the car horn to code Rahman.

"Sorry Sofia, I'm in a hurry, you will go directly to the White horse hotel, my wife has been waiting in the car, I first yes, Assalamualaikum," Rahman said saying goodbye.

"Huh wife? how can?" the real Inner Sofia used to really like Rahman.

Rahman drove back to the car.

"I'm sorry dear you so wait," said Rahman stroked Fatimah's head.

"Woman is quite beautiful, why don't you marry her, you already know her for a long time, right or don't it be sister's boyfriend?" ask Fatimah while staring at her cell phone.

"You're jealous, baby.it's not my boyfriend, it's just my old high school friend, I just want to help him find a job, it's wrong" Rahman said gently.

"Whoever is jealous is even good times, so that I can be free," continued Fatimah with her jutek.

"The woman was named Sofia" Rahman explained.

"I'm not nanya" Fatimah turned her face away.

***

Rahman was praying in the mosque.

Fatimah was very upset with the attitude of Rahman who refused hard he studied in Turkey. For that Fatimah tried to repay him in her own way.

Fatimah cooks in the kitchen, Bi Siti comes to help, "Let me help the mistress, this is my job," Bi Siti told Fatimah.

No need to bi, dinner is my business, bi Siti did other work first," said Fatimah while focusing on preparing a special dish for Rahman.

10 Spoons of salt is not a little for vegetable SOPs that are just a bowl. "You are an old husband, so be a husband do not mutebelin," Inner Fatimah.

"Honey.." call Rahman who just came home from the mosque.

"Yes .I'm in the kitchen.just a moment, because I'm ready for a special dinner for you," Fatimah said from the kitchen.

"Maasyaa Allah my wife is ready for dinner" Rahman smiled happily.