Because God
Not romance.

The sound of a man's will was heard so loud in his room that he lay tilting his body.

Her tears dripped incessantly, so wet the pillow she used. The shadow of her and her brother while being together was clearly recorded in her mind.

"Silver.." she said, behind her sobs.

Before long, ummi entered the room. soon she sat at the bedside near the woman.

His hands gently stroked the top of the head. "Nur" exclaimed soft ummi.

Nur did not answer, he kept crying. "It's not just you who feel lost, son. ummi and brother too, but we must understand, your brother is now a wife"

Nur sighed, heavy.he looked at Ummi's face. "Ummi, will you visit, come here"

"Of course, son" he replied, "but your brother can't do it every day because he already has a husband to serve"

"Nur, someday you will also experience the same thing as your brother.You are patient yes, nur. you should be happy because your brother has a new and very good family" comfort ummi.

'Ummi's right.

He woke up from his sleep, sitting down, inhaling deeply and then took it out again to stabilize.

Nur gave a thin smile to his umminya. also with ummi. immediately his hands hugged his umminya body.

"Ummi, I will miss big brother" he exclaimed, in a soft voice.

Ummi gently stroked her daughter's back with affection. "ummi and abah, will also miss her, son."

'Oh Allah, protect my brother.

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A black Alphard car entered a magnificent and luxurious house.Stop of it, the three men got out of the car almost simultaneously.

And, the driver of the car pulled out a suitcase, which Zahra was carrying.

A hand held the hand of zahra.the woman was a little surprised.he saw the hand of her mother-in-law who took her.

Asma commented a sweet smile to her daughter-in-law.reply zahra with the same thing. "Come in" says asthma.

Zahra nodded her head assenting.an walked behind the two men.with his characteristic coldness.

Entering the house, the zahra was made stunned by the beauty and luxury and grandeur of the room.

'God willing, O Allah, when I always ask the ordinary of you, but you will others, you give the extraordinary.for your servant' .inner zahra.

'Yes Allah protect your servant, from the darkness of the eyes' .his prayer, sirri.

Maxut zahra, he did not want to be blinded by treasure, or something that caused himself to sink into lust.

"Zahra" called asma, who only realized that her daughter-in-law had lowered her head. "Yes, mom"

subtle sahut.

"Mom, I go in first" said An. as he stepped his foot.

"Wait, an" Ummi's word and stop his son's steps.

"Zahra, you go into your room, with your husband, unfortunately"

Zahra looked at her husband, but she turned her face away. "but, ma'am..."

"But what, you are married so you are halal to do anything" said Asma firmly.

An wastes his breath rough.This marriage really weighs on his life.

"Come, zahra. follow your husband, baby." Ask asma. zahra to obey.

She walked behind her husband, following in his steps. Because of this, her heart beat fast.he does not know what happened after this?.

His Lisan unceasingly said the sentence dzikirullah.he was really nervous.

Because of lack of focus and a head that always looks down makes her accidentally hit her husband's back.

"Astaghfirullah" his istighfar straight. reflexes and flipped his body. "Sorry, brother"

The man who initially had an angry expression turned surprised to hear his call from his wife.he furrowed his brows. "what did you say?" ask him to make sure.

An shook his head. "No, that's it, but after"

he tries to remember. "Did you?" the answer, after remembering.

An took a breath, and threw it away rudely. "who told you to call me, brother."

"I" he answered honestly. "I am your wife, and I want to call you with words of affection. verily Allah is very fond when a family is filled with affection, because it can create a family that is very mawadah and warahma"

"whatever, what do you want?" after all, he was lazy to argue.The marriage was a burden on his life.

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An entered his white room, followed by the zahra behind him. The man walked towards the bathroom in his room.

Zahra's heart was beating so fast, because the sound of the heartbeat was almost heard by his ears.

Oh God, he was really nervous. soon he sat on the edge of the soft bed. bowed his head. while playing his fingers.

She slightly scratched her head, when she saw her husband had come out of the bathroom.The steps of her husband seemed to approach her.

My God, her heart almost melted because it saw her husband approaching.

The man's hand grabbed something, yes, a pillow.Zahra looked up a little.

It turned out that her husband did not approach her, but rather wanted to take a pillow.

"You don't have to worry because I won't touch you at least" he said.

Zahra was silent, she did not understand what her husband meant. "What do you mean, brother"

An abusive breath. "we marry on the basis of arranged marriage and parental coercion not love.so don't expect more from me. You could say, our marriage is only limited to paper"

Zahra got up from her seat staring at her husband, astonished.if she did not like her match why did she accept it why not reject it?.

"If it's like that, then why don't you refuse the match?"

"Because I don't want to hurt my mother, the woman who gave birth and raised me" she said in a slightly raised voice.

The woman's heart was slashed with pain and pain mixed.His eyes began to condense.His body was cold instantly.

How could the man who was her husband play a wedding?.

"Whether marriage is, must be preceded by love.brother, marriage is not about love, but making a family that is sad and baroque"

"Well, I understand we started marriage because of coercion, not love, but, you can learn to love me"

"Close your mouth" she snapped, a little surprised how easily she told herself to learn to love herself, "what do you think love is? you think learning to love someone is easy"

Zahra bowed. "love me because of God.we live this marriage because worship to him.in shaa Allah, brother will be able to love me"

An scrunched his forehead.he increasingly did not understand the way his wife's mind. "Argh" the man clutched firmly on his wife's shoulders.

Zahra grimaced in pain, but she remained calm in the face of her husband's anger.

"What is the word love so easy to describe?" ask her with sharp eyes.

"Love is just an adjective, and at any time it can be lost at any time, but, if it loves someone because of God, its love will be eternal. for his shortcomings will be seen as an advantage for someone who loves because of God"

An was struck by his wife's answer.he had never heard a poem of love as beautiful as the zahra said.

He took a rough breath. "it's up to you to say what.but, obviously I'll never love you" said An exiting his room with a look of annoyance.

Zahra could only keep quiet, and look at the departure of her husband.The marriage on the first night, was not a romance that she got.but, the quarrel she found on her first night.

The woman dropped her body on the bed just like that.His heart just resigned to God.he was sure, someday her husband would love her.

"O Allah" he said.

Nothing is impossible if God wills, for he is the one who turns his heart upside down.

From Abu Hurairah marfuically': "Love the one you love appropriately, it may be that one day he becomes the one you hate. And hate the one you hate rightfully, maybe one day he you hate to be the one you love" (HR Tirmidhi)

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