Dear Imamku
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You know, love can change everything
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From : Father Doctor 💜 :
bismilbornohmanirohim
assalamualaikum warahmatullahi.
- Homesick.
wassalamualaikum warahmatullahi.
You :
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Wa'alaikumsalamwarahmatulli
- Miss
- Also
wassalamualaikum warahmatulli
The reading of the Qur'an that was delayed I finally continued. He missed me when we were separated. After the photoshoot, Farzan had to take care of our wedding again, as if he was just getting married to her. And if remembering about our argument yesterday seemed so funny, I can't be angry with him for long.
Verily, the Quran will come on the Day of Resurrection to intercede for those who read it. Muslim.
After I finished reading al-hakkah's letter, I resumed cooking for my husband. If you remember about al-hakkah, it means very scary, I hope that I, my husband and loved ones do not meet with the doomsday directly, I hope, it really means I don't have much more chances to become an angel of heaven.
Every day, the menu must have a wartel, Farzan who said like that, he really likes the type of vegetables one. Farzan said, good for the eyes, let always see the beautiful Adibah continues every day, that said Farzan yes, I do not praise myself, but if I'm honest, every woman is beautiful right, every woman is beautiful, where perhaps a creature like Beti is also beautiful, impossible, such fifty percent men have the privilege of being like other women.
My cooking yesterday was delicious and even more delicious said Farzan, obviously, I told you that I had learned to cook with Aqilah. It turns out that learning to cook is not an easy thing for me, must be able to predict how much salt, micin, and others are needed. It must be accepted that the oil hits our skin, it must be ready at any time the fried fish is destroyed, and there are many more things.
I learned that way because I understand, to be the best jeweler of the world I have to improve myself and learn. Why do you do this again?
Astagfirullah, O Allah, I just remembered about Fauzi, now it was four when the appointment to meet at ten. I hope he's busy because of college today, or he's busy because of something else. When did I change? This forgetful nature remains! Sucks.
“Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh, My wife,” Bisik Farzan while hugging me from behind. It's the first time she's been like this that I'm a little embarrassed. I lowered my head, smiling. “A vegetable cooking wartel again? “ Just the question I answered.
"You're home yet? " tanyaku.
"Yes. Tomorrow we go there again, I don't know your size." Farzan took his body away from me, then took over for cooking, sort of replacing my position. From the beginning he was good at cooking, even I highly praised his cooking.
“Sister Farzan, can I ask for something no? “
“What?” Tanya Farzan, who was still busy cooking carrots. He looks so cute, with clothes that look that small.
“Bonka bear. “
Farzan turned and looked at me. “Can, but Adibah should help me.”
“What? “
“Perfect my religion,” he said then laughed crisply. He talks like that, as if we're not married. “How? Wantsome? “ ask again.
I was just asking Farzan's question. “Where are you good at combing? Huh uh? “ my question, make her laugh.
“You know, love can change everything ” whispered Farzan fitting in my ear. It was amused, but I liked to hear his words. “I love you, Adibah Sakhila Atmarini bint Abdul Halik. Ana Uhibbuka Fillah Adibah Shakila Atmarini bint Abdul Halik. I Love You Adibah Shakila Atmarini bint Abdul Halik.”
“I also love you brother Farzan Rayhaan Syakeil...I love you to.”
“I don't know what love means, but I know the comfort of being close to you,” whispered Farzan back, why is he so much a hobby of whispering? It was just me and him here. “Taste it is ripe, I change clothes first yes, “ he said, then kiss my forehead and pass away.
You know, a story like this, has never crossed my mind before, but God is understanding, He understands what my heart wants, and what is best for me. To God, I am grateful for what You have destined for me.
Whoever does not give thanks for a little, will not be able to thank a lot. HR. Ahmadis.
It is true that no one understands better what is needed than Him, perhaps I wanted Fauzi without realizing that I needed Farzan and that God had answered him through this, marry me to Farzan.
Who would have thought that this would be love? A sad meeting ends with joy? Meet in a state of not loving and finally loving? Allah is the One who perverts the hearts of men, He is the One who understands best.
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Yesterday's wedding dress selection had to be postponed to today, because Farzan didn't know my size. And in three hours Farzan will be back, he goes to his home umi-soal umi is alone at home he said abi out of town again to take care of something.
My phone is now stopping the silence I feel, if I just go to the house and cancel the appointment with Fauzi again. Look at him calling me, maybe he's waiting downstairs.
“Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi. Where are you? “ my question, after the phone is connected.
“Wa’alaikumsalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh. On the doorstep,” said Fauzi across there. I was wrong, but he was at the door.
“Yes already, wait for me to open the door. “ I turned off the phone unilaterally then put the phone on the sofa where I was sitting then stepped closer to the door, after which opened the door for Fauzi. I smiled at him. “Wait there, I write a permit first. “ As long as Fauzi finds out about my marriage to Farzan, I never again tell him to enter without Farzan's permission directly. About the license, I just wanted to write it, I was afraid that Farzan would not give me permission, if I asked permission first.
Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh, brother Farzan. Sorry, I'm out of the house first. There is an appointment with Fauzi because, sorry yes do not ask permission first, because if you ask permission first fear that Brother Farzan did not give me permission, even though I have agreed to Fauzi's invitation yesterday first, because if you ask permission first, before Farzan came home. Sorry, brother, don't be angry, later the dimples are gone, the danger is daunted.
I was there for a while, at most before Farzan went home, ah wrong my house from here is far away so maybe brother Farzan who arrived first a few minutes later only me, just me, beda.
And if Farzan asks, what will go up there? Take the car, brother, I'm not sitting near Fauzi anymore, keep your story at a distance.
Yeah, cape wrote it. I hope Farzan is not angry. Aamiins.
Wassalamualaikum warahmatullahi.
Beloved wife
Adibah Sakhila Atmarini
Back to continuing my steps towards Fauzi was until we both left this apartment.
How's dad's funeral? A few months ago, I went there with Jihan. Ah I almost forgot about Jihan's wedding, she's not in Parepare, Jihan's to her mother's village, Toraja, after going there just now, their wedding was held. I miss him.
“Adibah, “ call Fauzi stop silence.
I stared at his face through the mirror of his car that started moving.“Wh why? “ my question while smiling. He's my best friend, I've always been like this in front of him.
“You've been looking happy since your husband came back" he said.
“Don't try to guess me, because you never know where my sad and crying lies while laughing.”
“Meanway? You should be happy because he's been home after a long time. Or she su-“
“We are fine. This week, our wedding reception will be held. “
Fauzi was silent for a moment not long later, back talking, “Hopefully successful show. “
“Aamiin. “
The car we were driving suddenly stopped somewhere. This isn't my father's burial place, why would he stop at a quiet place like this? I stared at Fauzi's face, which began to open the car door. “Why stop here? “ my question when Fauzi opened the door for me.
“Down! “ assertively. His face looks very difficult to define.
I refuse to go down. I swear this is the first time I've seen Fauzi like this. Suddenly the thing I never imagined happened, Fauzi pulled my arms violently, so inevitably I hugged Fauzi's body directly.
“Why you? “ I tried to keep my body away from him, and after it worked but my hand came back in the holder. “Fauzi. You hurt me! “ say. Instead of letting go, he tightened his grip.
Slowly Fauzi approached me. I lowered my gaze, why is he? “Aibah, all these years I've been waiting for this, waiting for the right time to do this. “
My blood is boiling. “What do you mean? Huh uh? Don't come any closer! “ firmly, when Fauzi was a few inches in front of me. I can't run, behind me there's a ravine, if I take a step back, maybe I'll die.
“Why did you marry him? Not me? I've been with you for a long time! I've been waiting for you for a long time, and why did you choose him? She's the one you just met, huh? “ His face became a dead red, as a result of his anger.
“It's not about who's the longest, but who understands the most,”.
“What? The most understanding? How was I all this time? You want the tree house I made, you want the sunflowers I found, you want me to go to school with you I did! What lack of understanding am I? I'm trying to be there for you, even though I know you're married, you know how I was when I found out about your marriage?
I lost my soul at that moment. I want to leave you but I can't. Why am I fighting all this time if I don't finally have you too! I was looking for a way to have you and I finally found this way to get you-“
“You're wrong. The way you're wrong Fauzi, I'm married and it's impossible to be with you again, I already belong to someone else. You should just give up, I can't be with you anymore. “
“If I want to give up, remember what I fought for?”
“I never asked you to fight! I didn't expect it to be like this! You should know your limits, Fauzi. And you have to know, not how long he likes but how fast he proposes. Maybe you have liked me a long time ago, but Brother Farzan first had me,” I said, with fear.
Fauzi held my hand roughly. It feels so painful. “If you, say it like that again. Don't expect you to be alive until tomorrow. You won't see your husband anymore, you can't see your wedding reception anymore, and you lose everything in this world. “
“Aware Fauzi, istigfar. I'm not afraid that if you kill me now, I'm not afraid that I'll lose everything. What I fear, you took the sin of my death, Fauzi,” I cried. My heart rate, it started to sound. I don't know if I'm going to die right now.
“If I can't have you, then he won't be able to have you either. Shouldn't the world be broken? Maybe after our death God will unite us in the afterlife, ” he said, with tears flowing freely on his cheeks.
I held Fauzi's hands. If only he had let go of the hand I was holding, I might have launched freely to carry it there. “Loving doesn't have to be this stupid! You must know who you deserve to love and who you cannot love! “
“OK if you do not want to marry me, I-“ before Fauzi's words are finished, I pull Fauzi's hand so that I can get away from the abyss, and thank God for the blessing, I was able to get away from the abyss at once regardless of Fauzi's handrails, probably from shock so she took my hand off.
I ran towards the highway, and I looked at Fauzi behind me who was chasing me. I cried during the run, it felt like my legs were shaking while running. O God, what are you planning, O God? Why is everything so complicated? The more I want to understand, the less I know.
What about my husband if I really die today? I left the letter without asking for immediate permission! It's my fault, I trust him too much.
I continued to run, staring at Fauzi's face, which was nearing me. Suddenly he shouted, “Stop! “ shears. I stared in front of me, without realizing a truck was speeding towards me. And finally I don't know what happened next, it all looks so dark.
Dear Allah. If I'm this old man, I hope no one feels guilty about my death, and no one feels lost because of my death.
Dear imam. If only I had left today, I hope you would sincerely accept the situation. I love you, my priest. May we be united in His janna.
Rasulullah SAW's. Verse : verily, all deeds depend on their intentions, and indeed, for everyone, depend on what they are intended to do. Whosoever hijraheth for Allah and His Messenger, his hijrah is for Allah and his apostle.
Dear God, when I lose hope and plan, please remind me that Your love is far greater than my disappointment, and the plan You have prepared for my life is far better than my dream. ali Bin Abi Thalib.
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I looked around with a very beautiful white light and a room that had no end but looked so beautifully mixed strangely. My gaze caught the figure of a man with a girl, they were both dressed in white.
“ Nice yes, dad now, can meet mom, I am, balum also met mom, photo never seen,” said the girl, “I want to come with dad, okay? “
The middle-aged man gently rubbed his son's hijab then said, “There are still many who need your life son, hang on for a while, happy those who need your body. “
The girl shook her head. “Too many fooled me father, I was afraid that one day I would follow my lust and finally woe to me. I'm afraid that I won't be able to be with mom and dad anymore. “
“Trust me, God must have kept you from such a wrong thing son. Go, son, they still need you. “
“But dad, everything will be beautiful right? “ ask the girl innocently.
“Iya son. Trust.”
Suddenly the light was gone, and somehow, I felt lost.
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Not how long he likes, but how fast he proposes
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