Conscious Mistress Married Man Sholeh
A Failing Prayer for Al-Ghazali

The barrel slowly approached Rini and Vira. Immediately he kissed the backs of the hands of the two adult women. Rina and Vira could only comply with Al-Ghazali's request. They could not bear to see the sad face of the nephew.

"So, good wife. Careful if not?!" firmly Rini made Laras nod his head timidly.

"Good, Tan."

They chatted for a moment, it looks like Al-Ghazali was so spoiled by the two women made Laras realize, if they both really love Al-Ghazali like their own children.

They want the best for Al-Ghazali.

"Yes, then we go home first, Al. Next time you bring your wife to our house, so if you get bored later she can play to the house of Aunt and Aunt Vira!" rini's gentle words to the nephew made Al-Ghazali nod his head in excitement.

He was very happy, because the Aunt had approved of his marriage to Laras. It turns out that when talking from heart to heart will definitely find a bright spot.

"Good, Tan. Be careful on the road."

"Yes ..and you're Baras! Learn the same Al to better understand religion and do not wear pants if out of the house. Anyway have to dress syar'i!" vira's words were sharp to his nephew's wife.

Laras obediently nodded his head. He will not deny the orders of Vira, because it is appropriate that he dress according to Islamic law.

"Ready, Auntie!" laras replied firmly full of earnestness making Vira smile small.

"Good girl," inner Vira praised.

After finishing the tour. The two soon returned to their homes. Their hearts were calmer after giving their blessing to Al-Ghazali and Laras. Both can only pray for the best for them to always be happy in the world and in the hereafter.

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At midnight Al-Ghazali awoke as the pain hit his head. This time it really hurt, it hurt more than usual. He held his head which was painful and heavy.

"Akk .. Astaghfirullah O Allah." Al-Ghazali continued to beristighfar, clear liquid out of his eye sockets wet his cheeks because the pain was very obvious.

Al-Ghazali's voice kept Laras awake. He immediately turned on the room light. Then Laras turned to look at Al-Ghazali who was sitting leaning on the edge of the bed with his hand holding his head.

Panic attacks Laras. The girl touched her husband's shoulder.

"Mas, why else?" ask Laras in panic.

"Sickness, Race .. pain," said Al-Ghazali was unable to endure his cries.

"We're going to the hospital now, yeah!" invite Laras made Al-Ghazali nod his head weakly.

Huwekk.

Clear liquid came out of Al-Ghazali's mouth. He spewed the liquid on the bed, the pain was already really severe making Laras panic and cry.

Fear filled his heart. She did not see her husband dying as he is now.

"You have medicine, Mom? Take medicine first, let the pain subside!"

Al-Ghazali pointed to the top of the long desk drawer beside his right. The barrel immediately went down and took Al-Ghazali's medicines from there.

He took each one of them, and then he sipped Al-Ghazali. Baras gave water to the husband to make the man gulp water to the toilet.

"Ras, sick ..." Al-Ghazali complained to his wife making Riska tight.

"Yes, Mas. Soon yeah .. I call Mr. Mamat first to take us to the hospital!" Barrels peeked at her husband's forehead.

He immediately came out of the room running fast calling the security guard who was in charge of guarding Al-Ghazali's house.

The girl can't drive, that's why she's asking outsiders for help.

"What's up, Buk?" ask the security guard to worry.

"Please help my husband."

Both of them immediately entered the house. They rushed into the room, Laras eyes wide when he saw the husband was lying on the floor. Looks like Al-Ghazali wants to catch up with him.

"Mas!" pekik Laras panic.

"Oh Allah, sir," cried Mr. Mamat worried.

The security guard immediately carried Al-Ghazali's body with difficulty running fast towards the car garage.

The barrel took the car keys and immediately ran out following Mr. Mamat from behind.

He helped open the car door. Al-Ghazali was placed in the passenger seat. Laras handed the car keys to Mr. Mamat.

Laras went into it and took the head of the husband. She cried as she watched her husband's pale face. Al-Ghazali's body was sweating coldly, even the shirt he was wearing was already soaked in sweat.

"Sir, spout, sir," has a barrel to make Mr. Mamat immediately drive the car at high speed.

In the heart of Laras only able to pray the best for the husband. I was afraid that something bad would happen to him.

"Mas, I beg you to persevere .. you must be strong .. hiks .. we have just been happy. In fact, Aunt Vira and Aunt Rini have already approved of our marriage."

Laras continued to speak as if the husband was conscious of his stupor. Laras grasped the hand of the husband who felt very cold and wet with sweat.

He bit his lips trying his hardest to be strong and firm. His heart is so fragile.

"Hiks ... Mas, I beg .. You must be strong," said Laras slowly.

She repeatedly kissed her husband. Hoping Al-Ghazali would come to his senses from his stupor.

He could not afford to lose the man who had lifted his degree. Baras can go crazy if the husband leaves so fast.

Just imagine, only Al-Ghazali treated Laras well despite having known the identity of Laras.

During his life Laras always felt contemptible, because many people said insulting things to him. It is different from Al-Ghazali.

The Sholeh man who is able to make a despicable woman like Laras so noble.

Laras looked up as if he saw the Creator up there. Her heart continued to pray for her husband.

"Buhai the Creator, Duhai the Owner of Love. Your sinful servant came to ask. Thou art the Most Helper, I ask Thee to help the husband of the servant. Heal the husband of the servant, Rabb. As You healed the prophet Ayyub from his sickness. Duhai the All-Hearing, I beg you to listen to the prayer of the servant. Duhai the Most Merciful, please grant the prayer of the servant. Only to Thee do we ask, to Thee alone do we beg, for Thou art the Most Merciful, when the Most Compassionate neglects the prayer of this despicable servant. And to whom else the servant pleaded, O Lord!"

He prayed with beautiful words. He called the Asma of God in a series of prayers that are so beautiful and sincere.

Look how sincerely he asks the creator. Marking the husband is very valuable to him.

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