Because God
Pushing.

"Nur!" call someone half-shouting, waving his hand.nur turned to the origin of the voice.found zainab, his best friend.

Zainab soon approached, a nur not far from her existence.

Nur greeted his best friend, he answered with a happy smile.

"Masyaa Allah, nur you are very beautiful" praised the woman.What zainab said is true, nur is indeed beautiful.

"Alhamdulillah, you are also very beautiful, zainab" praise Nur again.

But the woman denied it. "But you're prettier, nur"

"That's not important, zainab." timpal nur. "What are you doing here?" tanyanya.

"I want to swipe at my sister."

"Is your sister here?" ask curiously.

The woman nodded. "Yes"

"You brought a book? are you teaching here" asked zainab curiously.

Nur asserted his friend's question, nur and zainab had been friends since I was in SD. and apparently the friendship was brought until they grew up.

The conversation went on, they several times remembered the times, on the SD bench.

bSome time after, nur say goodbye to precede her. yes it is time for her to go home.

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The day changed with night.A woman stood in front of her window glass, waiting for the arrival of her husband.

His heart began to be disturbed with a sense of worry, the obvious look in his eyes implying a deep worry.

"O Allah, protect the husband of the servant wherever he is" his heart continued to chant prayers.

Really am! he was really worried.

A servant approached the woman, standing up. Her heart had compassion for her.

"Miss" called bi laila, the woman immediately turned her head. "miss zahra sleep, it's aunt's night worried about your health"

Zahra gently refused it. "no ma'am"

"Where could I possibly sleep, while my husband was still outside" she said, in a soft voice.

"Miss, sir it's okay." said the aunt reassured. "miss forgot. sir is eating outside." bi laila reminded back the words, to the zahra.

"If miss is waiting for her, it's a long time.aunty has been working here.every time she tells auntie not to cook, then she will come home late at night." explained bi laila.

"It's okay mom. I'll keep waiting for my husband"

"Miss sure?" tanya bi laila doubted.

"God willing" he answered, sure.

"Alright" said bi laila resigned. the end of the word bi laila passed. he also did not want to force his will.

actually, bi laila knows very well the behavior of an. if she does not tell him to cook. means he will go home late at night.

Maybe because they're not home.

"Oh, where is God?" mummified zahra.

The clock kept going, while the zahra still remained faithful awaiting the arrival of her husband.

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A door opened, a man entered his house.His eyes were staring around his house.All the lights were off.The clock on the wall showed 11 p.m.

He was a little surprised when he saw a woman sleeping while sitting and leaning her head on the door.

But his attitude remained indifferent.

He squatted right in front of his wife and looked at her deeply.

"Why is he sleeping here?"

The man murmured, but his house was very large, and the rooms were large, but why did the woman sleep on the floor.

As if he were a lost man!

The man did not know, that his wife would wait until late at night.

His hands stopped, when he wanted to touch her to build his right. I don't know if he's like a disgusted person.

He broke his intention, woke his wife up.

Calling bi laila? he must have been sleeping, and he didn't want to disturb him either.

"Hey, get up" he said, in a small voice.

Zahra was still sleeping. His face was slightly closer to his wife's face, so that his voice was more audible. "hey, get up" he shouted back.

Still with the same results, he brought his face closer a little. until not spaced. his eyes looked closely at his wife's face.

But, his mind suddenly came to a realization.His face that was originally close together, he retreated back.

"Zahra, wake?" he shouted, with a slightly raised voice.

Makes the woman surprised at once wake up instantly and her drowsiness just disappears.

Zahra saw a man in front of her, without a second thought she pushed him so hard that the man's body fell on the floor.

"Fuckhead" he said.

Rise up from his seat.

Zahra squinted her eyes, clarifying the man's face. Apparently zahra only realized if what she pushed was her husband.His eyes were rounded and surprised.

How could she not recognize her own husband?.he thought the man was not her husband that's why he pushed her.

"Astaghfirullah"

Zahra immediately helped her husband, but the woman's hand was immediately brushed off by him.

When he woke up, his eyes looked cynically at his wife, zahra just looked down.he admitted if he was wrong, and her husband had the right to be angry.

"Abang, I'm sorry" he said with regret.

"Go tomorrow to the doctor, maybe you need to check your eyes" he said half angrily.

Zahra stood there staring at her husband's departure.His anger for zahra is justification.Whoever if she was pushed so hard, must be angry.

Though she waited for him so long, to sleep asleep.Even her husband did not ask why he could sleep there?.

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A man stood in front of his bedroom mirror, buttoning his clothes one by one.

The door of the room opened, entered the zahra, carrying a tray in his hand.on the tray there was a food and drink.

"Abang, breakfast first yes" pinta zahra. while putting his tray on the table.

An only caught a glimpse of the mirror's reflection.he did not answer and was still indifferent.then, he wore his tie.

"On last night..."

"I don't want to talk about it" he said directly.

The man recalled the incident that night, where he was pushed by the zahra so hard, that he fell down.

An approached the zahra with a characteristic that put both his hands into his pants pocket. "Is this house so small to you?" tanyakanya.

"Is this house less spacious? why are you sleeping downstairs? what if mom comes here? what am I gonna tell him? do you want me to be scolded by my mother? or do you really want that?" tanyanya.

"Remember you misunderstood" explained the woman.

An rolled his eyes lazily.while clucking. "ck, it turns out you don't fit your appearance"

Zahra was a little surprised and sliced with her husband's words, how can she compare herself with his appearance.

"What did you say?" he asked, with slightly dewy eyes. "how can you compare me to my appearance?"

"The character and appearance are two different things.covered appearance is not necessarily moral, but the moral is certainly a closed appearance" said zahra, trying to hold back his tears.

As sayyidina Ali ibn abi thalib r.a:

🌷Beautiful people are not always good people, but good people are always beautiful 🌷

An was silent, did not answer a word. arguably he got mental. The man stuck with his own question.

What zahra says is true.we should not judge a person just by his appearance alone.women who dress covered not necessarily he understands religion.but, women who understand religion are certainly dressed in private.

An snorted, holding back his emotions that were almost at their peak.Overnight's events were an insult to him.

He stared at the zahra with sharp eyes. "You won" he said, in a tone of dislike.The end said an out of his room.

Seeing her husband come out in anger, Zahra followed him.

Jazaakumullah kharkam like ya!.