Girl with a mate for Ahmad Iqbal
House of Iqbal and Azizah

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Jealousy must always be embedded in the heart of a wife, if she sees her husband praised by another woman, or even her husband who praises another woman, in front of his own wife.

It could be that jealousy will hurt more when you see your own husband praising other women, but God willing it will not happen to a husband who knows his position, is married.

And the jealousy was also felt by Azizah, how had many women who praised the good looks of her husband while in the supermarket.

Azizah got in the car with her husband, but Azizah a smart person save the feeling, jealousy towards her husband she did not look.

She can still smile at her husband, Azizah wants to uphold to be a godly wife, Azizah knows it is not all Iqbal's fault.

But Azizah did not know the name of the heart, could put jealousy with her own husband, although Azizah herself witnessed if her husband did not serve a single woman who praised her good looks.

"Aren't you walking?" confused Azizah, she ventured to talk to her husband, although the jealousy continued to rumble in Azizah's chest.

Iqbal did not immediately answer the question that Azizah threw for him, Iqbal leaned himself closer to Azizah.

Without excuse one kiss Iqbal put on his wife's forehead. "Tell me was it true last week Citra scolded you? Hmmm" Iqbal asked Azizah.

He was waiting for his wife's answer. "Not scolding Azizah mas, rather reprimanding Zizah, because he wanted to meet with the main director, but did not have an appointment" Azizah said so gently.

"Mas is not sure if Citra only reprimands you, surely he curses and" said Iqbal stopped because Azizah silenced Iqbal's mouth with her own mouth, only sticking no more.

Azizah opened her veil. Azizah smiled shyly at Iqbal. "don't continue ya mas, mending now we continue the way to the afternoon rush to the uncle's house" said Azizah slowly.

Iqbal who understood the meaning of his wife nodded obediently, Iqbal many times felt lucky to get a godly wife like Azizah.

Iqbal regretted not directly accepting the presence of Azizah when they first married, even for days Iqbal always cold to Azizah.

Given that it feels like Iqbal will always regret what he ever did to women, as good and as patient as Azizah.

Never once did Azizah complain about Iqbal, not even about the image, Iqbal would not know if it was not Tio who gave her.

Iqbal smiled at Azizah. "Mas got excited about the deck" he said as he re-done his car.

Iqbal drove at a moderate pace, the two conversing in the car, enjoying the morning air, as Azizah opened the window slightly.

"Previous before marriage where did you live?" Iqbal is now interested in Azizah's story after hearing the story of Diah, Iqbal's mother with Azizah.

Diah's mother had just come home from shopping, when walking to her car suddenly her mother's legs hurt, she held back pain near her car.

Diah's mother wanted to walk to an available chair near a tree, but Diah's mother's leg pain caused her to be unable to move.

Azizah who accidentally saw Diah's mother approached him, because Azizah saw from a place a little far away, it seemed like the mothers were holding back pain.

"Assalamualaikum" said Azizah, but Diah's mother only answered quietly, grimacing.

"Mother let me help you sit down" Azizah bargained with such a gentle and polite speech.

There was no other choice for Diah's mother than to accept Azizah's offer, because her legs were getting sicker.

Azizah helped Diah's mother sit so carefully. "Mom wait here for a while" said Azizah stepped away from Diah's mother, before long Azizah returned with a bottle of mineral water that Azizah bought in front of the supermarket. 

"Drink first ma'am" said Azizah giving a bottle of mineral water that Azizah had opened her seal in front of Diah's mother directly. 

Diah's mother received the mineral water that Azizah gave her, because she saw Azizah buying the mineral water.

After seeing what Azizah did, Diah's mother was sure that if Azizah was a good woman, Azizah took care of Diah's mother until her legs no longer hurt.

"Thank you very kind son" said Diah's mother sincerely, he gave Azizah a reward, but Azizah rejected it subtly, since that day Diah's mother was curious about Azizah's figure, until they can become like their own mother and biological child, even though there is no bond between the two.

Maybe it was destined Azizah and Diah's mother always met until now Azizah became part of Diah's mother and family.

Iqbal was still waiting for an answer from Azizah. "Home Zizah, Zizah used to live in a mas orphanage, but after Zizah was 19 years old Zizah decided to work, Alhamdulillah money from Zizah's work, which Zizah can make to buy a house" inexplicably.

"Then now there is no home that nquatin dong deck?" ask Iqbal again.

Iqbal was curious about the life story of his wife who since childhood had no one.

Iqbal wanted to know what Azizah's growth was like, without both people knowing she could be a girl who was so self-preserving, until she could meet with Iqbal.

"No mas house inhabited by children's home, because Azizah bought a house not far from the home" after telling tense home Iqbal can capture the sad look that emanated in both of his wife's netra.

"You miss them?" Azizah nodded.

"God willing if there is time we visit there" Iqbal entertained Azizah.

"Thank you" Azizah said.

Iqbal knew Azizah was not the type of woman who easily expressed her heart, even with her alone Azizah was still embarrassed.

Iqbal salutes Azizah, because she is a woman who has so much shame.  

"Have not grieved again deck, now have to smile, maag first when early married and can not immediately accept you" Iqbal regretted.

"Zizah understands mas, then let it pass, now we just need to fix everything" said Azizah. 

"Thank you your deck has been willing to wait for the mas to, as long as the mas can not accept you first"

"Now the mas promise with you God willing in our household there will always be jokes and laughter, mas will understand you"

"And Zizah will also understand mas Iqbal, the promise of nothing we secret, Zizah knows in the household there must be a problem, but we will jointly solve the problem, Zizah said, and Zizah InshaAllah will always believe in Iqbal mas" Azizah said.

"Mas also God willing will always believe in you deck"