Because God
Hijab and Akhlak, two different things.

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"She wait a minute" said a middle-aged woman from inside the house, as she approached the door and opened it.

The woman was slightly surprised and confused by the arrival of several men dressed in police uniforms.

"What's it gonna take, sir?" tanyanya.

"Sorry we've disrupted your time, we're here looking for sister Nur, does she live here?" ask one of the cops.

Ummi nodded quickly. "Yes here is Nur's house. But, what's wrong with her?" tanya Ummi was getting curious.

"We have reports that Nur's sister has damaged other people's belongings" one of the policemen said.

Ummi rounded his eyes perfectly, he did not believe the police.

"Can I see the evidence?" abugn.

The police provided the evidence they had brought along with arrest warrants.

Ummi read it carefully, written in the report, that Nur had damaged a young man's mobile phone.

"Ummi" called Nur, not knowing when he came, but he was already beside Umminya. His eyes saw some people in neat uniforms.

He was about to go to teach, and wanted to be in harmony with his Ummya. "Nur, is this true?" tanya Ummi made sure her tears seemed to condense.

Nur took the paper in his hand umminya. while reading it. Sure enough, he recalled the incident. turns out the man reported himself.

Nur singled out a smile.he felt he had no fear at all. because he was sure what he was doing was right.

Instead, it was the man who would be stuck with his own report. "All right, sir, let's take me" he said, confident.

"Nur what are you saying?" asked Ummi, confused, he really did not understand what his daughter was thinking.

Nur threw a smile at Umminya. "Ummi, Ummi need not fear.if I am right Allah will help me. If I am wrong, then Allah will also punish me, in the world and the hereafter."

The woman had no fear at all. The policeman, handcuffing Nur. ummi's wrist, tried to prevent her, but some police arrested her.

Which parent would be willing to see his child handcuffed in front of his own eyes.His tears were dripping endlessly and already countless how many.

"Ummi, just pray for me" he said calmly, while commenting on the thin smile on his lips.

"Nur!" Shouted Ummi, he could only stare at his daughter's departure with handcuffs on his wrists.

His crying was getting hysterical.His breathing was already irregular again.His heartbeat seemed to stop instantly.

"O Allah" said Ummi.

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The sound of a cell phone ringing on the kitchen table, requiring Zahra to stop his activities.

He was with bi Laila, while helping with her work in the kitchen. "Mom, I'll excuse you for a minute" she said, taking her phone.

He was a little away from the existence of bi Laila. Zahra chose to answer her phone call outside the kitchen area.

It was clearly the name of the person who was calling him —Ummi. not usually umminya called him. he thought, maybe there is something important that Umminya want to say.

"Assalamualaikum" Zahra did not hear the greeting from his umminya, which he heard only the sound of sobs behind the phone call.

"What's up, Ummi? why is Ummi crying?" ask Zahra curiously.

Ummi was unable to answer him. his voice seemed to run out. "Z-zahra" he said, stammering.

"Ummi, calm down Ummi first, only after that Ummi spoke" said Zahra. Zahra really did not know what had made her Umminya cry until like that.

Ummi took a breath and then took it out slowly, so that it could relieve his chest that was very tight.

"Zahra, your brother" he said in a trembling voice.

"What happened to Nur, Ummi?" ask zahra curious.

"P-police, your sister was taken by the police, Zahra" he said. The end of the word his crying broke.his mind recalls the times when nur was brought by the police.

"What's? Ummi is really what is said, Ummi?" ask Zahra to make sure.

"Yes, Zahra"

"Ummi, what's he doing?" ask zahra back. his eyes began to glaze over. now he knows the cause of uminya crying. Plus, at this time his brother is not at home. Ummi's husband certainly preach.

Ummi explained to Zahra what he had read from the report. Zahra was completely dumbfounded and in disbelief.

"Ummi, I'm sure nur is innocent" he said.

"Ummi hope so too Zahra. Your sister, also has faith like you"

"Ummi is patient. maybe this is a test for our family. ummi once advised Zahra, that God does not burden a servant but according to his ability" said Zahra, encouraging Umminya.

Qs. Al-Baqarah 2: verse 286.

Across the phone, ummi tried to think reason. ummi began to accept the fact.although heavy. he was a little incredulous with what had happened to him.

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A middle-aged woman, sitting on a prayer mat, and in front of her there is a recal or place of the Qur'an.

That was his ordeal.after that, he closed the Quran again.

Ummi, the middle-aged woman can only surrender to God, with the problems she now faces.

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Borgolan in his hands, released by a policeman while being put in bars.

Some middle-aged women who had lived in the bars for a long time, looked strangely at a woman who had just been put into the bars.

While whispering to a friend next to him, I don't know what they value about the woman.

The woman's eyes, looking around the prison, the woman had only learned the contents of the prison for the first time.

"Hey, what was your mistake until you were in jail?" ask one of the women.

Nur turned his body.His eyes looked at one by one the middle-aged woman, who consisted of three people.

"Why don't you answer?" ask one of the others, who didn't get an answer.

"I'm guilty" he replied briefly.

The three people looked at each other. "Bas strange, of course you're guilty.if you're innocent, you're definitely not going to be put in jail" said one woman.

"That's the answer"

One of them clucked. "Basic is disrespectful" he said.

"Yes you're right melha" said one confirming.

"You better take off your hijab, because your behavior is not in accordance with your appearance" said another person, cynical.

Nur was dumbfounded and a little dumbfounded.how could those people just judge someone by his appearance?.

"What do you mean? the hijab is an obligation so, if a woman is hijab-wearing and makes a mistake, never blame her hijab. she wants the hijab to be good."

"Because morality and appearance are two different things.and, a woman who is hijab does not mean she is an angel who is spared from sin. Because the woman in hijab is also human" he said softly.

"Be quiet.Behold, he's lecturing us. Who does he think he is?" said one of the three people, upset and not accepted in nasehati.

The two of them nodded their heads, assuring.

Nur silent. 'Yes Allah' his inner.

We need to remember, that hijab and morality are two different things.Sometimes we often, blame the hijab for their mistakes.when it should not be like that. hijab is an obligation for a Muslimah.

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"Zahra" call An. He just got home from his office. Zahra, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, immediately turned to the origin of the voice, finding her husband who was already in her room.

Soon she ended the phone call with a greeting while approaching her husband. "Abang, home?" she said, taking her husband's hand, and then kissing the back of his hand.

"Who are you talking to?" tanyanya.

Zahra was a little distrustful of what she had heard, and her husband usually asked her like that?...

"Tumben once Brother asked like that, is Brother jealous?" her question guessed, with her head down, she could not look at her husband.

An threw his breath rough. "Jealous? what is jealousy for? can't I ask that question?"

Zahra laughed. "It's okay, but, strangely enough, you never ask. and always be indifferent.but, today a,bang asked as if you were jealous" he explained.

An clucked. "As far as you go" anyways, An asked seriously and was even joked by Zahra.

Walking to the bathroom, he was cleaning his body. "Astaghfirullah" murmured Zahra, apparently remembering something.

"Abang" called Zahra and stopped her husband's steps while approaching her husband. "Dragon, I want to say something."

"Say."

"Abang, actually Brother Zahra is currently under arrest_"

"Hold?" as if he was twitching both of his eyebrows. "What did he really do?"

Zahra took a breath, practice taking it out slowly. "Nur slammed a young man's cell phone"

"What's the matter with that young man?" tanyanya.

Zahra pressed her shoulder. "I don't know, Ummi just told me that"

"And today ummi will visit Nur. So, Zahra wants to accompany Ummi. is it okay?" tanyakanya.

Without thinking long, An immediately agreed. "Go".

"God willing, thank you Brother". An nodded in response, and he resumed his delayed steps.

Zahra's heart is blossoming. "Alhamdulillah" she murmured, in fact, Zahra had already guessed that her husband would allow her.

Moreover, if it is related to both parents.

Jazaakumullah khairan's.^^^ Yes!.