Hot Couple: Inspiration From God (I Love You, Ustadz!)
When God Tests

Mas Farid immediately carried Laili and took him to the car, while Mas Ilham put his hand around my shoulder and forced me to get out of there, worried in case I went back to grinding the trunk of the already defenseless creature. And that's exactly what I wanted to do.

In a short time, the suspicious neighbors after hearing screams after screams immediately shrouded in front of the house. With the help of local residents, Mr. Sobirin was led to the police station. While we immediately took Laili to the nearest clinic to take action. Fear of bad things that have really happened and must be anticipated. Arriving at the clinic, Mas Farid swiftly carried Laili's body again and laid him in the examination room. After the doctor received confirmation of what happened to the new patient, he immediately went into the examination room to check on Laili's condition.

Still with tears in my eyes, Laila and I could only hug. Wishing the best, but also resigned in anxiety. While in the chest, the anger and hatred towards the savage man was still hunting so fiercely.

But, thankfully, from the physical examination performed by the doctor against Laili, the poor girl was declared in good condition. His blood membrane is intact. She's still a virgin. But, of course, this will disturb his psychic, since coming to Rembang yesterday, he even tends to be quiet and dreamy.

And now, after Laili came to her senses, she was endlessly crying and still frightened.

"Quiet." I said. "Laili is okay. Mr. Sobirin hasn't touched you yet. Yea? Believe in Ma'am. You're doing fine. You're a virgin, honey."

Laili nodded, still covered in tears and trembling. "Bring Laili to Rembang, Ma'am. Laili's scared here."

I nodded back, but baby can't go that fast. "You listen, Mom, yes" I said, holding her shoulders and looking into the focus of her eyes. "We can go back to Rembang later, after you give a statement to the police."

"Police? He was arrested by the police?

"Yes." Yeah."

"Thankiratin! Let's rot him in jail."

"Sst.... relax, okay? Calm. He's been in jail, "my reviewer. "Therefore you must testify that he will be punished accordingly. Okay, Honey? You gotit?"

He just nodded. But there was enthusiasm burning from within him. "He must be punished! If you can just castrate. Barbaric man! He doesn't deserve to be a father."

"Yes, Honey. Laili needs to be strong. Must toughen. Can you?"

While wiping her tears, the teenage girl agreed. "Come, Ma'am, we're going to the police station now."

I'm relieved. The girl did not obey her trauma. Maybe because there has been no physical damage to him. However, I felt that something was pushing him strong from within, like a grudge. He wanted to go to the police station right then and there. In fact, he refused to eat lunch first. He was determined to demand justice for himself, as soon as possible.

And, after the examination at the police station, my curiosity was answered when Laila who accompanied Laili in the examination room came out in tears. To the police, Laili gave information that what happened to him today, was the third time Mr. Sobirin harassed him.

"Laila's guilty, Ma'am." She was crying as much as she could. "Laila didn't know what happened to Laili before."

I cringe, confused. "So yesterday wasn't the first? That one you went to, it wasn't the first one?"

Laili, who had been filled with enthusiasm to get justice, was now not completely relieved, but instead had to swallow the shame as well. He hid his face from everyone.

Simalakama. Dishonest and cover up the facts, then he will feel alone if the perpetrator does not get the appropriate punishment. However, even after being honest, not the relief he got completely, it also gained embarrassment.

I thought the story was just that, even exhaled a sigh of relief and immediately said hamdalah. "Thank God he didn't make it. The doctor's examination couldn't have been wrong, could it?"

"But the savage man forced Laili, Ma'am."

"Lo, what do you mean, Laila? Kan Laili's...."

"I was forced to ngor*l, Ma'am."

O Allah, my heart once heard Laili's confession. This fate was too cruel for a child of his age.

"I can't refuse. He's got a knife. I fear. I'm coward. Now I feel dirty. Dirty mouth. I'm disgusted even at my own hands."

My eyes closed. Heart's windy. That was supposed to be Inspiration, don't get in my way. That uncivilized proboscis should have been damaged until it really doesn't work anymore.

But now I can what? I could only cry with the twin girls. And can only say -- words that may not have any effect.

"I don't know if you feel dirty. It was a very bad experience. But everything that has happened should not make you slump. Please, you still have a future. The strong, yes. Promise?"

Mas Ilham and Mas Farid, from their mouths usually come wise counsel. This time, they could only remain silent. Well, it's not her land anyway. Sometimes silence is gold.

"In the near future, we pray first" said Mas Ilham.

Farid also got up. "You two take turns. Don't leave Laili alone."

"I'll take a shower" said Laili quickly. "I want to pray too."

Mas Farid nodded, then he turned to Mas Ilham. "We should also take turns, Mas. Mas Ilham monggo first."

But Mas Ilham refused. He told Mas Farid to pray first. He wants to talk to me first he said. Farid went to Musalla first. While Laila accompanied Laili to get a towel and change of clothes in the car.

"What are you talking about, Mom?" ask me to open the conversation. I was still busy coping with my own emotions, as well as my tears. I really cannot see the oppression of men against women. Moreover, it happened within the scope of my own family.

Mas Ilham shook his head. "I just wanted to say that I'm so proud of you. Keep going strong, yeah. They both need you. You must be stronger. God willing, your strength can be a strength for them as well. Let them know that the disaster is not to be mourned. Instead, make the disaster to make you all stronger. Everything's gonna be okay, Zahra. There I am with you. And we'll always be there for them."

I'm nodding. I believe that power is within ourselves. And inshaallah, I will continue to be strong and strengthen them. And I will also try to make the two orphans have a bright future.

I'm sure they're able to get through all this trouble. Aami....