
Faza exited the bathroom and was nervous because Zayn was still sitting leaning back waiting for him. With a seductive smile and patting the side of the bed next to him beckoned the wife to immediately go up to his side.
With a step down, Faza stepped up and sat on the left side of Zayn.
"Look here" said Zayn, who saw Faza still sitting behind him.
Slowly Faza raised his legs and looked at Zayn for a moment and again lowered his face.
"Will Ning Faza sleep with a hijab like this?" without waiting for an answer from her, Zayn removed the veil that always closed her aura.
"Now I'm your husband, and it's not sinful to open it in my den."
Faza lowered his face as his headscarf completely slipped off his head.
Not only did Zayn take off her headscarf, she grabbed a hairband that tied Faza's hair and then untied it. Zayn stared fixedly at the face of the Wife who for the first time he saw without wearing her wide hijab which always covered part of her body.
Then Zayn gently stroked his wife's head and slowly brought her lips closer together.
Faza swallowed his saliva with a heart that was so pounding that Zayn's warm breath began to sweep across his face.
Only a few pauses of the lips were fused, Faza immediately lowered his head and made Zayn's lips stick to his forehead.
Zayn distanced his face in disappointment at not getting what he wanted.
"Do you know why you should kiss first is the wife's forehead and not the rest of the body?"
Zayn shook his head with his face still folded.
"Because a wife's forehead has more privileges. The forehead is a part of the body that is very close to the prayer mat that shows devotion to Allah SWT.
And the forehead is the part of the body that will be a witness to one's obedience and confess that Allah is Most High and the human self is very low. The forehead is also the highest part of the body, so that on the forehead a wife will be exhaled the calm that a husband wants." by carving his sweetest smile Faza grabbed Zayn's hand and kissed him.
"And in the hands of the husband there is a Ridho Allah SWT. By kissing the husband's hand, it is expected that God will always accompany him.
In Islam, it is not obligatory for a wife to kiss her husband's hand. But if it is done as a form of affection, then it is highly recommended.
This is based on the hadith of Prophet Muhammad SAW:
لَا يَصْلُحُ لِبَشَرٍ أَنْ يَسْجُدَ لِبَشَرٍ ، وَلَوْ صَلَحَ لِبَشَرٍ أَنْ يَسْجُدَ لِبَشَرٍ ، لَأَمَرْتُ الْمَرْأَةَ أَنْ تَسْجُدَ لِزَوْجِهَا، مِنْ عِظَمِ حَقِّهِ عَلَيْهَا
“No man should bow down to another man. Had man been allowed to prostrate to another man I would have ordered a woman to prostrate to her husband because of the great rights of husband to wife”. (HR Ahmad :12614 set aside by Imam Al-Albani in Shahihul Jami’ :7725).
Hearing this, Zayn smiled and kissed his wife again. Then make him lie down facing each other.
There was no other activity but holding hands and loving gazes until both of them fell asleep on their first night.
•••
The next day, the whole family prepared to leave the boarding school and leave for Jakarta using luxury bus yany where this bus can accommodate 38 passengers. There are 2 passenger classes on this bus, namely First Executive Class and Elegant Class. Each class has different facilities and no less luxurious with facilities in 5-star hotels.
zayn's family deliberately rented the bus to bring his wife and family to hold a wedding reception in Jakarta which is planned to be held in conjunction with the wedding of his twin brother which is planned to be direct one Sunday any more.
While in Jakarta Adnan who had rested one day, Kini returned to do his activities to teach Sakinah. Without telling him in advance tonight he will come, Adnan went straight to Sakinah's house. He parked his car and was immediately greeted by his home security guard.
"Wa'alaikumsalam, is there Sakinah?"
"There's Tadz, since a few days Ustadz didn't come, Non Sakinah never once left the house."
"So he obeyed my orders?" ask Adnan in my heart.
"Please Tadz."
"Oh yes," Adnan stepped in and was greeted by one of his domestic assistants.
"Please enter Mr. Ustadz, let me call Non Sakinah first."
Adnan nodded and sat waiting for Sakinah in the living room.
Shortly afterwards, Adnan is shocked by Sakinah who calls him.
"Tadm..."
Adnan turned his head towards the stairs and was so amazed to see Sakinah's appearance that was different from usual. With a plain beige dress with a matching veil Sakinah stepped gracefully like a true Muslim without leaving a tomboy impression in her.
Sakinah raises her eyebrows when she sees Adnan still silent looking at her.
"Am I so pretty that Ustadz doesn't blink looking at me?"
Adnan who heard the question gasped and immediately lowered his gaze.
"No problem, I don't mind if Ustadz still wants to look at me." God again.
"Sakinah.." - Adnan.
"Yes yeah, I'm just kidding, how's Ustadz feeling right now?"
"You mean?"
"The feeling of Ustadz after seeing a former fiance married to a former student of Ustadz, Masa felt Ustadz to me anyway, Hehehe."
"Where do you know?"
"Kan Zayn was my friend, and he invited me to his reception, and it says Zayn Attallah Faraz Shaikh and Faza Aishaqila Bin Kiai Hashim Hasbullah, So I can conclude if Ustadz and Zayn's problem is because of this Faza. Faza, Pak Kiai's son, Ustadz, taught there and Zayn went there, intelligent logic, right?"
"Here you go, I'm not here to talk about my personal problems, can we start the lesson?"
"Well, I can't stand wearing clothes like this either, it's really hot." Sakinah wagged her robe without feeling reluctant to Adnan.
"The heat that you feel there is not a single pinhole of the heat of hellfire if you continue to show your aura."
Sakinah scratched her lips. "There is always an answer to remind me how terrible hell is." murmured Sakinah.
Seriate...