AMONG THE 3A
CHAPTERS 192. SHAHDU UMMA & AHMAD

Tazkiya, same time.

Ahmad has been restless since Ba'da Ashar. He repeatedly wet the face of calm that began to grow thin jambang with ablution then pray hajat pleading for peace of heart.

"Oh Allah, it would be nice to talk to those whose brains are shaking, but my heart will be more impatient," Ahmad grabbed his phone and saw a group of three chat made by Amir a few days ago.

"Dedemit, there's this Gamal. DEretan BilyardEr kliMIs and Handsome, "the tip of Ahmad's lips pulled upwards forming a line of a soothing smile.

"Yes Robb, my heart is troubled. Will he be redho later, this is a one-sided decision from me for him .. Really I want to take care of him more than this, how scared I am of losing him ... You made my eyes fall on him, You made my heart believe in choosing him. So may I ask You to soften his heart for me" Ahmad began to mutter, his voice clenched with sobs.

I love him, the love You gave me at the right time even when I haven't asked You for it Robb said.

The lips of Kyai's eldest son Hariri salim chanted prayers. Teaching is simply holding back the sense that what God entrusts to it does not turn into lust.

Geck. Geck. Room door knocked.

"Sister, what else?" the soft voice of Umma Maryam.

"Beik, muroja'ah," replied Ahmad.

"Umma can come in?" ask Umma.

"Fadhol Umma" replied Ahmad, rising to open the door of his room.

Umma felt the anxiety of Ahmad, the eldest son who had been away from him due to guilt for the events of Aiswa first.

"Anges?" tanya Umma approached and sat down on the side of the bed.

"He'em Umma's. Do not know, it feels like what it wants, still not calm down," he said laying his head on Umma's lap.

"Marriage is referred to as a strong and firm covenant. Mitsaqan ghaliza, even Allah only mentions it three times in the Quran in the letter of An-Nisa, one of which is verse two one. Holding in a proper way and letting go also uses good rules."

"Mitsaq means monotheism, the emphasis on promise. Commitment is more than just a promise Kak .. under any circumstances the husband must keep the marriage promise .. if a marriage cannot be maintained, so choose the path of divorce, so choose the path of divorce, then to do that must also be in a good way," Umma stroked Ahmad's head gently.

"Love did not create marriage, but because it came to marry. Loving is also not the same nature but sincere in accepting every difference of a couple .. getting married is also not to find the right partner but to make him right for us," continued Umma softly.

"A good husband, he will always prepare fingers to wipe his wife's tears, but a great husband is a man who can provide his ears to hear stories about why his wife is crying," Umma paused his sentence. Remembering his struggle when moving to Tazkiya because Hariri salim carried the mandate of his father.

"Umma," Ahmad cried, in his mother's lap.

"Do you understand what Umma means?" tanya umma later.

"God willing, I will honor her, love and care for our marriage. He is my life, he is my choice. Pray that I will not look beyond what is not mine" Ahmad sobbed.

"Right sister .. household, wife is like clothes. It may not be perfect according to taste but it can cover itself from flaws, complement, and beautify. Lillah, aim for all because of Allah ... Umma will pray that your household will add to your sense of fear and gratitude to achieve His riddho, aamiin."

Ahmad only cried, escaping all the turmoil and anxiety of the heart as the swift tears broke.

"Ya Ahmad Hariri bin Hariri salim, Umma redho to you, my son. Umma will not ask you to choose between Umma and your wife later, even though umma has full rights over you. Be a good leader and priest for your wife and children later.Take the family to inhabit God's paradise, aamiin."

Ahmad hugged his mother. Umma the heart of gold and noble. His sincerity through several stages of marriage has been proven Ahmad with his eyes.

How lucky I am to have Umma like you, Maryam bintu Yasir Alawi. The picture of staying devoted to Buya I feel and get. Healthy always Umma me.

Escape the tears Umma. The firstborn whom he took care of with all his soul would step higher leaving him. Not to let go but to pick up her happy.

He's your son, Maryam. He will forever be your son.

A sad afternoon for Ahmad and Umma. There are only two days left before releasing the single period, meaning that Maryam can no longer fully have the son because she will assume other responsibilities.

...***...

Ba'da isya when Alex is busy preparing an agent who will escort throughout the journey of his employer and Amir who is no less excited about arranging his wife's seat in the car to be comfortable, Aiswa just silently saw it all.

She was upset, tired from her husband's actions ahead of Maghrib. Her hair is wet again.

Now the Honda Jazz sports car has been rolled into Jakarta.

Along the way, Aiswa is silent, reluctant to see Amir even though her husband is relentless persuading.

Until the melodious Amir sound follows a song that his car audio captures from the frequency wave of the song.

"If I should stay. I would only be in your way."

(If I have to survive. I just want to hang by your side.)

"So I'll go but I know. I'll think of you every step of the way."

(I will go, but .. at each step I will always think of you.)

"And I will always love you."

"Bittersweet Memories. That is all I'm taking with me."

(Sweething memories. I brought it all with me.)

"Will always love you." Both follow the rhythm of the song. This time looking at each other.

Amir only briefly saw his wife because he saw the street situation. As soon as he entered the toll gate, he turned the steering wheel to the left lane, pulling the brake lever.

"Always love you, baby," whispered Amir.

C-ups.

Carrying a romantic atmosphere under the lights, the two frowned at each other, long and soft without hurry because of lust.

Geck. Geck.

"Sorry, what are you doing, sir?" reprimand toll gate officers.

Amir was shocked that his car was knocked from outside. Fortunately the car glass was dark so the man did not see the situation inside.

Amir pressed a button to lower the windshield.

"My wife was taking supplements first, before she went to bed," Amir replied, showing a bottle of Aiswa's supplement on the dashboard.

"Oh sorry, if you want a long break, Rest Area 500 meters in front," said the officer.

"Good, thanks. It wants a way, "Amir replied as he closed the car glass back.

"Haha, Bii. Hence I-sum it knew the place," Aiswa laughed in satisfaction seeing her husband a little upset.

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