Girl with a mate for Ahmad Iqbal
The afterlife partner

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Azizah smiled sweetly as she looked at her husband, Iqbal alone to wonder what was with his wife.

They just got home after Isya, from the house of Mr. Firman, because before they went home Mr. Firman invited to dinner together first.

"Why deck?" instead of answering her husband's questions, Azizah smiled and looked at her husband's eyes, which Azizah said was the main attraction of an Iqbal.

"Dek Zizah, you why hmm?" asked Iqbal once more, this time he cupped his wife's two cheeks together with both hands.

Iqbal gave a fleeting kiss to his wife. Azizah always fished for her even though Azizah never intended to lure her.

"Tell you, I've long wondered what my relationship is not with uncle Firman and aunt Ratih" Iqbal who heard his wife's words spontaneously nodded.

Azizah Takya replied she was laughing seeing her husband who suddenly became innocent according to her.

"Why are you laughing at your husband Zizah!" grunts Iqbal.

Be on the bed the two tickle each other, even Azizah unceasingly laughed.

"Mas is tired Zizah" he lamented.

"Okay, but the story is yes"

"Ready boss"

Finally Iqbal listened to his wife's story while stroking Azizah's head. Azizah told Iqbal everything, from the beginning of his separation with the family of the Word, until God reunited them in a way that was never expected.

"Is your life so hard back on the deck?" asked Iqbal when he heard his wife's story, Iqbal did not feel tears had wet his cheeks.

For the first time Iqbal cried for a woman other than his mother, Iqbal immediately wiped his tears that had fallen soaked his cheeks, he did not want to look weak in front of his wife.

Azizah looked at her husband's two neutrals from below, she looked at him in both of them. "Mas" said Azizah softly.

"No matter what trials and trials Azizah went through, Azizah was sure that the beauty ahead was waiting for Azizah, how we would respond and deal with every trial and test that befell us, it all depends on the person"

"When the first day we married Zizah could see that the mas had not been able to accept Zizah, Zizah knew it must be natural that we had never met before, or maybe we've met before but don't know where. It is only natural that Iqbal could not accept Zizah directly, but Zizah was convinced that Zizah's struggle and patience would find beauty in itself"

"Now everything proved to be secret of Allah is indeed extraordinary, the proof is that Zizah got a husband who is as good as Iqbal, always able to keep his eyes on the open mahram" Aziza kissed her husband's cheek.

Iqbal listened intently to the explanation his wife gave. "Then why are you so sure the deck with a beauty is waiting for you in front?" ask Iqbal again.

"How Zizah was not sure, if Allah had always assured his servants. For example, the story of Aisha's mother the wife of Pharaoh, when Pharaoh told his soldiers to kill his own wife, whose wife was Aisha's mother. Aisha's mother smiled as she was about to be put to death, until Pharaoh said Aisha's mother was crazy"

"When what Aisha's mother saw could not be seen by others, when God retraced the place where Aisha's mother was disyugra, she smiled, because he saw heaven and Pharaoh said that Aisha's mother was crazy when he did not see what Aisha's mother saw"

"Even though Azizah knew not everything we sacrificed in this world would be consumed in the world as well, sometimes people do good in the world, and sometimes people do good in the world, but they want the good to be reciprocated in the world also with the greater, when the beauty of heaven no one knows"

"Even indescribable and inexplicable. But there are many accounts that illuminate what a beautiful syugra looks like"

"Heheha I'm sorry, I think Zizah talks too much" her great-granddaughter feels bad, not what Azizah does not want to be a wife like to take care of her own husband, because such a thing is not justified.

Even a wife told her own husband to pray should not, for fear of stealing a husband who should be a teacher, but there is a better way for a wife to tell her husband, but not in a patronizing way.

While Iqbal was so fixated with explanations from his wife. "Who are you so smart to learn from?" confused Iqbal.

His wife did not have parents even just a stick of kara can be a body of a woman who is so dignified and keep her honor as a willai.

"Here Zizah had a friend of kayi mas children, his house is close to the orphanage, every day Zizah with him, Zizah knows a lot about the real life, Zizah so know what exactly we live for. Because often with him, often meet umi and her ashes, so automatically Zizah sipukain themselves and Alhamdulillah, Azizah learned a lot from their families" he explained that made Iqbal nod in understanding.

"But after he married Azizah was rarely with him again, unexpectedly after that event God brought Zizah to the mother who is now Azizah's in-law"

"You're an amazing woman, I'm so grateful to have a wife like you" Iqbal said in his heart he unceasingly thanked Esa for everything.

Then the two husbands and wives continue to chat and share stories, is not the husband and wife a partner for life semati, a partner of the afterlife, not just a partner in bed only.

Open to each other is the key to the main success of the household, if the husband is being a fire whether a wife should be a fire anyway, certainly not like that.

Supposedly if the husband is being a fire eat the wife must be water to cool it, so bold otherwise open even equally into fire.

Mutual trust and honestly the main thing, in every household there must be a try, depending on how the two people who live in it face the household.

It would be nice if the two fainters who have been united in their marriage bond keep the disgrace of their respective partners.

Remember the two fainting that they have put together is to be a partner of the afterlife, not just a partner of the world, or even a partner of the hereafter. Open each other with the main key.

"Dek sleep yok already late" asked Iqbal.

Finally, the husband and wife who were almost 3 months married, slept late at night after they finished sharing stories with each other.

"You hug" Azizah's pinta, without saying a word Iqbal hugged his wife tightly.