God's Choice of Mate
Widow

"What's Jeff doing here?" Ask Shafa. He looked up at the straight man before him.

"Just like you" Jeffri said briefly.

"Huhuh? Jeff's brother can't possibly be a kid, right?" Shafa squinted his eyes. Jeffrey just smiled.

"Impossible, here... Jeff's brother had to explain to me" Shafa pulled up Jeffri's jacket sleeve to sit next to him. It caught Rayyan's attention. He began to feel annoyed by his wife's behavior. But as much as possible he was calm because he was chatting with papi Aira.

"Don't tell me Jeff's brother is married? Why not grab me? Daddy never told me either" said Shafa, pointing his index finger at Jeffri's face.

"Where do you want to hang out, your own room is playing hazy." Jeffri.

"When?" Shafa tried to remember.

"5 months ago. Fucking senile. You yes, do not change, his hobbies like to make people worry. I canceled my flight to Russia for your noses" Jeffri explained. Rayyan began to not focus on hearing his wife's chat.

"Huh? Seriously? Brother knows? Must be Daddy, right? Ih brother Jeff just want to be told Daddy. Brother Jeff in salary brapa the same Daddy. In the past also fitting Shafa college, Jeff often ngikutin Shafa when again vacation. Actually, Jeff's brother is state intel or Daddy's intel" said Shafa.

"Hush don't be so hard!" Jefri's whisperer who doesn't want to know his identity.

"It's not a matter of salary, but responsibility!" He said with a smile towards Shafa.

"Ekhmmm" Finally the voice made Shafa aware that Rayyan was still sitting next to him.

"Oh yes, until I forget. Brother Jeff, this is my husband. The handsome" said Shafa, holding her husband's arm beside her.

"Have known, and have met" said Jeffri.

"Seriously? When's? The feeling of fitting my wedding reception brother Jeff again out of town." Shafa asked as he glanced at Jeffri and Rayyan alternately.

"When I look for you!" Rayyan replied flatly. He was really disturbed by the presence of Jeffri who was so close to Shafa.

"Are you and your mom okay, Fa?" Ask Jeffri.

"Mommy and Daddy are fine. Oh yeah, where's sister's wife?" Ask Shafa. Jeffri then waved at someone who was with a boy of Zafran's age.

"Know the Fa, this is my wife" Jeffri introduces a blue-veiled woman who is older than Shafa.

"Here..." He extended his hand.

"Shafa" Shafa stood up to greet the hand of the woman named Aini.

"Son, salim with Shafa's aunt" he told the boy he was with.

Oh, my God, don't you think Jeff married a widow?

"Hallo baby, what's his name?" Ask Shafa.

"Hafiz aunty" he answered.

"Where is your son Fa?" Ask Jeffri.

"Pearly zafran... Here first son!" Call Shafa to Zafran who is playing with Aira.

"This is my son, his name is Zafran. Salim pity same om Jeff and aunt Aini" Zafran also according, he greeted Jeffri and Aini alternately.

"This is Hafiz's sister dear. Zafran will be friends with Hafiz?" Said Shafa while knowing Hafiz to Zafran.

After Zafran entered the class with the other children, Rayyan also joined his wife's farewell to the campus, but before leaving, he delivered a message that was quite tickling in Shafa's ear. How could her super calm husband say that.

"Mas go first! Be careful, take good care not to chat and get close to just any man without your knowledge!" Before leaving Shafa. Shafa wanted to laugh out loud as the words slid free from Rayyan's lips.

"Aini's been married to Jeff's brother for a long time?" Shafa asks the woman he knows as Jeffri's wife.

"Almost 3 months ago" he said with a sweet smile.

"Three months ago? Means I've come home from boarding school. Ih, brother Jeff why not my shrimp anyway? Is Daddy not invited?" Shafa murmured but could still be ignored by Aini.

"Sir Harsha was invited, but he was unable to attend" said Aini softly.

"Oh, maybe Daddy's time to Singapore." Shafa.

"Oh yeah, how many months have you been in? Mas Jeffri often love to hear about you" said Aina who made Shafa surprised.

"I? What's Jeff's story?" Tanya Shafa was astonished.

"About your habits that like to do Mas Jeffri so that it can be allowed to be in the same party with your Daddy and many more" he said.

"Jeez, Brother Jeff... How dare he open my disgrace" said Shafa. Aini laughed and complained to Shafa.

"You guys are so familiar, huh? Rich brother."

"Hmmm... Aini sister don't be jealous. I don't have anything with Jeff. There he always ngerecokin only if I'm dating again. Reason is not accidentally met, but it's his wits just let it not be discovered if he was again asked to spy on me with Daddy. I'm also surprised Jeff wanted to be asked by Daddy" said Shafa.

"Karna Mas Jeff love you and do not want you why-why so also with Mr. Harsha" said Aini.

"Huh?"

"Oh yes, my sister's question has not been answered. How many months is this?" Ask again.

"It's 8 months old, again eager to be born" said Shafa as he stroked his stomach.

The first day of Zafran school went well. He made many new friends including Hafiz son of Aini. Shafa has also become familiar with some mothers who are also waiting for their sons. They tell each other stories and exchange experiences especially around pregnancy. Shafa get many tips and wobbles in order to give birth smoothly.

At 11 o'clock, Madi as the Rayyan family's personal driver was waiting at the school gate.

"Bu Shafa, can Aira nitip? I seem to be coming home a little afternoon because there is a meeting with the leader of the foundation" said Mami Aira who is also the wife of Mr. RW in the neighborhood where Shafa lives.

"Thank you, Miss Shafa, let the sisters pick you up at Shafa's house"

Because the distance of the school is not so far from the residence Shafa, make them quickly get home. Shafa immediately went in and changed Zafran's clothes with his play shirt. Aira also joined Shafa's house because she did not want to be brought home by her sister. Right now, they were at the dinner table to enjoy lunch together.

"Zaflan what are you talking about?" Aira asked as she heard Zafran reciting the meal prayer.

"That's Zafran's meal prayer dear." Said Shafa giving understanding to the little girl.

"I also want to pray. How's aunt doing?" Ask Aira plain.

"The prayers of Zafran and Aira are different. Later Aira asked Ajar to be at home" said Shafa. Aira nodded while finishing her meal.

Today Rayyan came home late in the afternoon because she had to attend a routine meeting that was done every beginning of the semester. After the prayer Isya Zafran went to bed early for fear that tomorrow would be too late. He is still in the spirit phase of his school because he is new. Since Rayyan came home to bed, he never stopped telling about his school. Showing off the new things he saw and did at school.

"Yes..." Call her to her husband who has been in a position to hug her body from behind.

"Hm"

"Mas, I want to buy a wedding present for Jeff's brother, according to what mass?" Ask Shafa. Rayyan immediately turned his wife's body towards him. Rayyan looked into Shafa's eyes while frowning his forehead.

"Isn't the wedding over? Shafa, Mas doesn't like Shafa too much with Jeffri" Rayyan said to the point.

"Jealousy?" Shafa asked who was feeling the aura of jealousy from the husband.

"Still need to be asked?" Rayyan took his view.

"Ih, really jealous to." THE CUP! Shafa teases her by kissing Rayyan's lips.

"Don't lure Shafa" Rayyan reminded as Shafa began teasing him by playing his fingers on Rayyan's field chest.

"That's dong, sometimes mas jealous too. Don't just be jealous." Said Sjafa who was pleased with her husband's expression.

"Shafa's happy that I'm jealous?" Yanya Rayyan sharpened her gaze.

"He.em... But unfortunately this time the jealous mas is wrong address" said Shafa.

"Why?"

"Well because the mas jealousy is the same Jeff, Jeff's brother is Daddy's confidant. It's like Daddy's own son and it's like Shafa's sister" Shafa explained their closeness.

"But still he's not a Shafa muhrim. He is still someone else" Rayyan said.

"No, Jeff is different. He was no one else to Shafa. He used to spend the night at Daddy's house and even one day Jeff's brother was sick, Daddy was caring at home with mommy." Shafa.

"Even so, Shafa still has to keep his distance." Ujara Rayyan's.

"Yes, yes! Jeff's brother is married. His wife is very good at you mas. But unfortunately like she was a widow, the proof is that her son has gone to school too. Brother Jeff really wants to marry a rich widow no one is still single" said Shafa.

"Is status important?" Ask Rayyan.

"Yes dong Mas, it's a pity. Brother Jeff is handsome who often nitip greetings to him a lot. The marriage is equal to the widow, and there are her children." Answer Shafa.

"Don't underestimate a widow, if Shafa doesn't know what it's like to live and raise a child without a family head by his side" Rayyan said.

"It's not that mas but it's a pity that loh" kekeh Shafa who still regret the choice of Jeffri.

"It looks like Shafa has to start changing the way Shafa looks so as not to judge things from one side only" said Rayyan, stroking his wife's cheek gently.

"Shafa knew that one of the 4 noble women of heaven was a widow before she was married to the best man on earth"

"Who? Is there a best human being? isn't there a mas when there's no perfect human?" Shafa asked sedimit protesting Rayyan's words.

"He was Khadijah bint Khuwailid the first wife of Rasululloh. She is a widow who is 15 years old. She is a noble woman of all time. Though at that time many beautiful girls were still single, but the Prophet linked his heart to Khadija a widow who was willing to devote the whole of her life, her wealth for the sake of the establishment of Allah's religion."

"Mas know the story of Khadija?" Ask the curious Shafa. All this time he knew was Aisyah along with her Viral song titled Aisyah which tells about the love story of Rasululloh with Sayyidah Aisyah.

"Then the Prophet came home from preaching, he went into the house. Khadijah radhiyallahu ‘anha welcomed, and was about to stand in front of the door. When Khadijah was about to stand up, the Prophet said: "O Khadijah you are still in your place". At that time Khadijah was breastfeeding Fatimah who was still a baby.

By then, all their wealth had been exhausted. Often have no food. So when Fatimah suckles, it is not milk that comes out but blood. It is the blood that enters Fatimah's mouth.

Then he took Fatimah from his wife Khadijah's arms and placed her in bed. The apostle who was tired after returning to preach and faced all the insults and slanders of man and lay on Khadijah's lap.

Prophet fell asleep. At that time Khadijar radiallahu anha stroked the head of the Prophet with tenderness and affection. No tears Khadija dripped on the Prophet's cheeks. He is awake too.

"Wahai Khadijah Why are you crying? Do you regret meeting me, Muhammad?" ask the Prophet gently.

"You were a noble woman, you were noble, you were a tyrant. But today you have been insulted. Everyone has stayed away from you. Your entire fortune is gone. Do you regret it, O Khadijah, that I am married to you, Muhammad?" the Prophet could not see his wife crying."My husband. O Prophet of Allah. That's not what I owe." replied Khadijah.

"*I used to have glory. I have given this glory to Allah and His Messenger. I was a noble once. I also give this to Allah and His Messenger. I used to have a fortune. I have given all my wealth to Allah and His Messenger.

"O Prophet. Now I have nothing left. But you still continue to fight for this religion. O Messenger of Allah. If I were to die while your struggle was not finished, if you would cross an ocean, if you would cross a river, but you would not have rafts or bridges.

"Then dig my grave, take my bones. Make it a bridge for you to cross the river so that you can meet people and continue your mission.

"Remind them of the greatness of God. Remind them of the right. Invite them to Islam, O Messenger of Allah*."

A sacrifice of the beloved wife of the Prophet in accompanying him to death.All sacrifices are not easy, but we can take wisdom from him Siti Khadijah radhiyallahu ‘anha, but we can take wisdom from him, a widow whom Rasulluloh married became an exemplary noble woman of all time.

"So never judge a person by his or her status. Perhaps, the widow is better than the girl" Rayyan said. Instead of responding, Shafaa cried as she pleased under Rayyan's chest.

"Hey baby... Why are you crying?" Rayyan asked as she looked at his wife's face.

"I am overwhelmed. Compared to Khadija, I have nothing at all" he said.

"My shafa doesn't have to be like Khadijah. Enough to be the self of Shafa who wants to learn and take wisdom from the story of the mother da Khadijah radiallahu anha" said Rayyan while hugging his wife tightly.