For God's sake, I'm sincere
Disillusioned

Alizha came home from the hospital where her husband worked, she came home with a very disappointing heart. His body immediately he threw on his bed, and reflexively he cried sobbing behind a pillow with a body that is prone.

His heart really hurts. The real intention is good just to make her husband happy and do not want if later her husband is sick due to not eating while working. But even the disappointing reality that was obtained by Alizha. Who would not be disappointed if rejected outright, especially her own husband.

She feels that being a wife has failed, even though their marriage is still young and just got married yesterday. Shouldn't the newlyweds be happy? But why should Alizha get bitter? This is the test of life, we must remain firm on our faith, lest our faith falter due to the many trials of life. Precisely with this we must get closer to the Divine.

He just remembered it was 12:00 in the afternoon. Alizha realized that she had not yet performed the dzuhur prayer. Go anywhere and do anything until you forget the call of God. He was busy crying and thinking about his sick heart. In a hurry he took ablution to perform dzuhur prayer service.

He turned his prayer mat to the Qibla and began to wear his face.

After the prayer was over, he prayed to God. He asked to give her the strength of her faith. It was at this time that Alizha confided and brought out her heart to her Lord. Only in this way did Alizha's heart become calmer.

“O O Most Reversing of hearts, strengthen my heart above Your religion and bestow patience upon me.”

Then he recited the asthma of God. Alizha's mouth was unceasingly privileged. Then he fell asleep on a still-complete prayer mat using his face.

At 15:00, the voice of the azhar has sounded. Alizha woke up from her sleep, she did not realize that she was sleeping in such a condition.

"Astagfirullahaladzim I overslept" said Alizha then rose from her sleeping position.

After Alizha all perform azhar prayer service, after all he has not canceled his prayer is still holy.

After completing the prayer service, he returned to doing his homework as a wife's duty. Starting from sweeping inside the house to the yard and watering plants. Alizha does everything alone, she feels exhausted also doing housework of this magnitude.

"Alhamdulillah everything is done" said Alizha while rubbing the sweat on her forehead.

This big house is only inhabited by two people, especially one of them is working so the house is very quiet. Instead of Alizha being alone and having nothing else to do, she chose to go to the garden behind her house. He busied himself by feeding the fish in a small pond near the gazebo he was sitting in.

While feeding the fish he was praying to the prophet Muhammad.

Allohumma sholli

We are wa sallim salaman

Taman 'ala sayyidina muhammadiladzi

Tanhallu bihil 'uqodu wa tanfariju bihil kurobu

Wa tuqdhobihil hawa iju wa tunna lu bihiro 'mother

Wa husnul khowatim wa yustaqol ghomawu

Biwaj hihil kariim wa 'ala aalihi washosbihi fii kulli lamhatin wa hafasim bi'adadi kulli ma'luu mi laka ya robbal 'aalamiin.

When the sky is almost dark, the day will change. He went into the house, walked to the bathroom and cleaned his body to be more fresh.

After that Alizha prepared dinner and warmed her cooking to keep warm. After the magrib prayer she waited for her husband's return in the living room while watching television.

Then there was the sound of the door banging and the greeting of someone. He quickly walked towards the door and opened the door knob.

"Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumussalam's chat. Here let Alizha carry her bag Mas," said Alizha while kissing the back of Afif's hand and then carrying her husband's briefcase.

When she found her husband. At the look of her husband from toe to head, it seemed exhausted and his face also looked tired, his shirt had just been rolled up to the elbow. Alizha greeted her husband with a radiant face trying to make her husband smile, but nil. He did not smile at his wife at all. But Alizha tells her that her husband is exhausted after work.

"Mas ate earlier?" alizha says stale base while following her husband.

"It."

"Eat what? And where?"

"In the hospital canteen as usual. Why?" afif said lying. It's impossible to tell the truth.

"Em-Alizha is just worried about Mas."

"Oh."

"Thank God I ate."

Alizha continued to follow her husband to their room.

"Mas han-" Alizha's speech was cut off suddenly.

"Without being told I knew Alizha, too," Afif said.

"Well, then Alizha prepared her clothes" Alizha said as she walked towards the wardrobe.

"No, I can do it myself" declined Afif who was still standing in front of the bathroom door.

"Let Alizha alone ready, after all, has been standing near the closet" said Alizha laughing while preparing clothes for Afif.

Almost 10 minutes after the shower. He also went to the dining room. His stomach was hungry from now on. When he got there he saw his wife who had sat down and prepared her dinner neatly. Then he sat down in front of Alizha and began to eat.

"Mas lead do'a yes" said Alizha softly. I don't know why Afif who heard it was like he was going to melt. But Afif quickly brushed all that aside.

Afif also directly led the do'a and immediately ate his dinner. They both ate solemnly, there was no sound except the clanking of spoons and plates.

Finished eating Afif went straight to the living room to watch television. Alizha cleans the dirty dishes.

Alizha approached Afif and rejoined her husband in the living room with a warm cup of tea.

"This tea is warm for Mas Afif. In drinking yes, let his body warm and let his fatigue be reduced" said Alizha while sitting next to Afif and offering a cup of tea to Afif.

Afif turned his head towards Alizha and received a cup of warm tea made by his wife. "Thank you."

"Mas," call Alizha.

"Hm?" sahut Afif is still focused on his television. "Do you want Alizha pijitin?" tawar Alizha's.

"Not to."

"Em, Mum. Tomorrow Alizha has started working again."

"Yes please."

"Mas didn't forbid me or what?"

Afif looked at Alizha's face with a fixed look. "Of course not. Why why anyway? That's your right as long as I don't ban it, after all you must have fought hard to get that job, right?"

"Thank you, Alizha thought Mas Afif would ban her" Alizha smiled.

Alizha thought Afif would ban her from working because she was already a wife, because most married women out there are forbidden by her husband to work under the pretext of focusing on the household only.

"Mas will pray Isya' in Masjid. You're at home" said Afif, then took a peci to go to the mosque near his house.

"Yes, it's."

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It's late, it's 22:00. Drowsiness has attacked Alizha, after all he will return to work tomorrow and must leave in the morning. Alizha put her body on the bed. Her husband is still struggling with his laptop still on.

"Mas," Alizha called Afif who was sitting doing his work on the sofa.

"Hm?"

"Still long?"

"In a moment," said Afif then turned towards Alizha who was already on the bed. He could not watch his wife wait.

Before going to bed Alizha waited for her husband to finish his job first. Then Afif followed Alizha in bed and joined her body beside Alizha.

Alizha turned her body to face her husband Afif. He stared fixedly at his brown iris eyes. Then her husband looked at her too. Their hearts are both pounding.

'Beautiful,' the inner Alizha who was still staring fixedly at her husband's face.

Afif was still staring at his wife's face, then turned toward his wife's lips. The faces of the two are getting closer together.

Alizha is so beautiful. So that it can make Afif hypnotized into his beauty.

Afif's lust grew increasingly tempestuous near his wife with this situation. Afif would slowly kiss his wife's lips. When looked at Alizha also closed her eyes as if hypnotized by her lust. With a claustrophobic heart Afif launched his kiss towards Alizha's forehead.

Alizha looked disappointed at her treatment. Then they both tried to be mediocre to cover up her nervousness.

"Sleep, you'll be working tomorrow" Afif said, turning his back to Alizha.

"Yes, it's."

'Why is Afif like that? With ease he made me fly, but quickly he made me fall, ' Inner Alizha was disappointed.

Then they both fell asleep.