Girl with a mate for Ahmad Iqbal
Iqbal fell

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In the evening Azizah and Iqbal did their own activities.

After finishing dinner Azizah no longer saw the whereabouts of Iqbal who paced downstairs earlier.

Tired of Azizah deciding to look around their new house, she also did not understand the house.

Azizah opened the refrigerator in the kitchen. "There are so many vegetables, all complete, but why do Iqbal always cook food" Azizah exhaled rough breath.

"Tomorrow no more food messages, I have to cook no good if all these vegetables rotten, can be redundant later" Azizah thought.

After finishing exploring the kitchen, Azizah looked elsewhere, Azizah was not aware that from the top floor there, Iqbal was watching him.

"Huh, what's wrong with me exactly? Why do I always think of women like ninjas" Iqbal said softly to himself.

Iqbal could see from above Azizah looked very happy when there was a cat there. "Who is this cat? Is it the cat Iqbal?" said Azizah who could not be heard by Iqbal.

"What is he talking about?, Iqbal better go to sleep, don't think about the unimportant" he told himself.

While Azizah, who saw the clock at almost 11 pm, decided to return to the room, her heart was comforted after playing with the Persian cat.

As usual before going to bed Azizah will take ablution water first, after which she will finish reading the letter of Al-mulk, usually people also call it Tabarok. Because the first verse begins with the word, Tabarokalladzi.

If everything is finished then Azizah went to sleep, while going to bed Azizah will read dhikr-dhikr before going to bed and did not forget she will also read sholawat first.

Azizah sleeps quietly, she does not know when she can be a good wife for her husband, if at this time they have separated rooms.

Even so Azizah will not give up, every night will sleep Azizah always forgives people who have hurt her, whether it is intentionally or not.

Similarly, Azizah will be as privileged as possible, and then ask the power to heal the heart of the person who accidentally or deliberately hurt.

The time continues to run until 3 am, Iqbal which has been used by Ria to pray tahudah, has long since he always woke up by himself.

"What time is it?" said the man who has only been a husband for a few days.

Unfortunately, the man may not really understand what the attitude of a husband to a wife. Although Iqbal was always taught about his religion, he did not know why for this one problem he could not react to it himself.

Iqbal rose from his bed to perform tahajud prayers, after the completion of the prayer Iqbal will read the holy verse of the Quran one or two pieces. 

He also prayed for the good of himself and his parents. Pray to the Creator for his heart to be open to receive Azizah.

Iqbal realized actually if what he did was wrong, but again because his ego was too big to make Iqbal feel if he had behaved well to Azizah.

"Why thirsty" Iqbal was about to take a drink that he usually had in his room. 

This time the water was gone. "Why run out anyway" Iqbal reluctantly rose from his alphabet.

He cleaned all his prayer equipment first, after that Iqbal went down to take a drink.

"Alhamdulillah" said Iqbal, after finishing sipping water in the glass with a toilet.

Brak….

The sound of Iqbal falling was heard all the way to the Azizah drought. "Astagfirullah" said Iqbal. 

Iqbal tried to get up but his aching leg made Iqbal unable to do anything about it.

"Inalilahi Wainalilahi Rojiun" Azizah said when she heard a falling voice. Azizah hastily laid down her Koran.

He quickly came out of the room wearing a mukena still attached to his body, not forgetting the veil that was always attached to his face. 

Azizah had indeed woken up from earlier, because in the room it was dark Azizah turned on the light switch.

When the lights were alive Azizah could move freely to find what had just fallen with such a loud noise. 

"Inalillahi mas Iqbal" hurriedly approached Iqbal to help him, while Iqbal was still glued to his wife who was still wearing a purple-white face, and still had a purple face, the mukena was one of the dowries Iqbal gave Azizah.

"Mas come help Azizah" Azizah said gently.

When Azizah will help Iqbal. Iqbal threw his wife's hand violently. "I can do it myself" he said coldly.

"Astagfirullah" cried Azizah as Iqbal threw his hand violently, Iqbal could not hear Azizah's moans.

Iqbal was still as strong as he could to stand alone, but could not, but from that moment on Azizah also tried to help Iqbal, again and again Iqbal kekeh refused Azizah's help.

"Mas" said Azizah pela, she looked at her husband with a plea, through both eyes that look beautiful in the eyes of Iqbal.

"Mas at least Zizah please let this time Zizah help mas Iqbal" said Azizah as gently as possible.

"Let this time Azizah touch Iqbal mas, so that Zizah can treat Iqbal mas legs" he said again.

Iqbal was still thinking about his wife's words, until he finally relented, Iqbal lowered his ego and prestige to Azizah, for there was only Azizah who could help him.

After obtaining the consent of Iqbal, Azizah immediately helped her husband. "Mas let's rest in Azizah's room first, if you go to the room mas Iqbal in the distance, must go up the stairs anyway" explained Azizah so that Iqbal did not misunderstand.

Iqbal did not answer, seeing that Iqbal did not respond, Azizah decided for herself that Iqbal agreed to stay in his room.

When entering Azizah's room, Iqbal can smell a fragrance that can make himself feel calm, the room also looks very comfortable.

With patience Azizah laid Iqbal on her mattress. "Let Zizah check the legs of Iqbal, Zizah is afraid of spraining the legs" Azizah explained. 

"Can you?" asked Iqbal, while enduring the pain, he hesitated a little at Azizah who wanted to examine her legs.

"God willing"

Azizah began to examine the legs of her husband, it turns out that Iqbal's legs were right. "Mas let Zizah massage the sprained part of her, but hold a little yes mas this will hurt a little" said Azizah.

"Do Zizah, this is getting sick! don't say much anymore" lamented Iqbal while whimpering.

Azizah's heart warmed as Iqbal mentioned her name.