I'm Not an Old Virgin
Chapters 23.1
وَلَا تَهِنُوْا وَ لَا تَحْزَنُوْا وَاَ نْتُمُ الْاَ عْلَوْنَ اِنْ كُنْتُمْ مُّؤْمِنِيْنَ
...And do not be (feeling) weak, and do not (also) grieve, for you are the highest (degrees), if you are a believer....
...(.(.QS. Ali 'Imran 3: Verse 139)...
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At 4am he suddenly woke up from his slumber. In a daze she stared at the place beside her as she found no trace of warmth from her husband.
"Mas Ali?" Call gently.
But the person he called did not respond to him at all. Confused, Safira finally got out of bed looking for Ali outside. But his steps immediately stopped when he saw the peaceful face of Ali who was asleep on the prayer mat.
Sapphira felt peaceful mixed with sadness because last night scolded Ali. Ali had just come home from work and must have been exhausted after coming home from work.
"Sorry Safira yes, Mas. Though the tired not only me but Mas Ali is also tired of taking care of us and work in the office." Bisik Safira regrets.
Even her husband fell asleep on the prayer mat without having time to climb into their more comfortable bed.
"Mas Ali. Get up, Mas." Safira woke Ali up with a very light movement.
"Why, baby?" Although still sleepy, Ali swiftly woke up from his slumber.
"Did the kids wake up again?" He wanted to stand looking at the children's box but was soon stopped by Safira.
"They're still sleeping, Mas." He said as he pulled Ali into their bed.
"Now Mas Ali better sleep here so that the morning can be better."
Ali refused to sleep, "It's 4 in the morning." He said after seeing the time on the wall clock.
"This time is very good to pray to the Prophet Muhammad, rather than sleep better I wait for the entry of dawn alone while praying." 10 Or 25 minutes later the morning chastisement will reverberate so rather than continuing to sleep it is better to seek the pleasure of Allah.
"Mas," Call Safira while hugging her husband.
"Hem?"
"Mas Ali.today don't have to go to work, Dad?" Pinta Safira with a small voice.
Ali smiled, he tightened Safira's embrace while inhaling his wife's very gentle fragrance. His wife has a rose scent that is not hard but also not weak.
It is fragrant and very refreshing.
"I've done all my work last night so I can't go to the office 1 or 2 days to accompany you at home." Ali's whispers were accompanied by a small laugh.
He came home late at night to finish all the paperwork for the week. He did it all for his wife and children. He wanted to set aside his time to accompany them at home while reducing his wife's burden.
He was worried that his wife was experiencing baby blues syndrome because she was too busy taking care of the children.
"Not to accompany us but for Mas Ali to rest. Safira doesn't want Mas Ali to be like Abi because he's too busy working." The pain saw Abi lying on a hospital bed to endure the pain and pain saw the sudden departure of Abi.
Safira still has not forgotten all the pain.
"Trust my wife, you and the work will never be worth it. I learned from Abi how to deal with personal life and work. Since Abi entered the hospital I have been trying to control the work in the office so as not to take up my time with you and your family. I do not want to part with you so soon even though the problem of death has been outlined by Allah SWT. At least, I don't want to trouble all of you when the time comes"
"Mas Ali, stop!" Safira hugged Ali's head in fear.
"Don't talk like that again next time, Sapphira doesn't like it!" Said jumpy.
He had experienced the pain of separation from death, honestly there was fear when it happened again even though he knew death was a destiny that could not be avoided, delayed, or advanced.
It is certain and the time has been decided.