Your head turned at the sound of the door to your house opening, revealing your wife, Faruzan, stepping inside— after yet another day hard at work to provide for the both of you.

She was greeted with the sight of you already preparing dinner, and a delighted smile grew on her face as she approached you, a pair of arms wrapping around from behind, coupled with a gentle kiss to your cheek.

“Good evening,” she chuckled quietly. “Look at you, hard at work making dinner for the both of us,” she mused. “It smells wonderful— perfect for winding down after today,” she sighed into your shoulder.