Immaculacy
Males Reunion
Dzaki's romanticism has made his wife fall in love over and over again. This is the beauty of halal love, everything that happens is a reward for both.
For three days they were in the second holy city of Muslims, Madinah al-munawaroh. I don't know how many photos are immortalized Dzaki in his handycam. The trip still leaves a few days left, currently they are on their way to the city of mecca, do not forget they stopped to a place that must be visited.
It is located 11 kilometers from the Nabawi Mosque. It is located west of the Aqiq Valley. There, a mosque stood. It's called the Bir Ali Mosque. The building of another named mosque, the Abyar Ali Mosque looks like a war fortress. Gallant.
This location is a silent witness to the journey of Hajj Prophet Muhammad SAW. Under a tree, the Prophet took shelter on the way to Mecca. At this location also, Ali bin Abi's friend Talib RA dug many wells.
According to historical records, at this location, the Prophet performed the miqat and wore the cloth of ihram for roaring. This event will be followed by pilgrims and Umrah around the world.
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The footsteps stopped, right in front of the room door bearing the number corresponding to the card in his hand. The de javu. He turned his face to look at the husband who was next to him who from earlier looked at him, with a happy smile, he leaned against the wall of the hotel corridor which became an icon of pride in the city of Mecca.
As if he knew what his wife's heart was, he brought his lips closer to the ears of his wife who was covered in a headscarf.
"It's called Anniversary, welcome back here!" he said it gave an amused effect, and heat on the cheek of the wife.
Dzaki gets the same room as before when Mila first set foot there. He opened the door in a hurry, said his greetings and opened his footwear, replacing them with footwear that had been provided in the closet.
Sreeek. Mila broke down, happy. Yes, he is very happy and can't wait for tomorrow. The most sacred place was now in front of him again, although he could not reach it because he was currently on the 22nd floor.
Tonight will be a long night. When something is anticipated it will feel long, but when something is forgotten, it does not feel he is already here.
The woman did not sleep well, almost every hour she woke up. Her husband looked good next to her. Mila hugged her husband, trying to find comfort there. Mila closed her eyes, a clear liquid fell from the corner of her eye without her noticing.
"O Allah, please be happy with your husband!" his prayer in heart. Squeeze his embrace. There was a sense of uneasiness in his heart as soon as the clear liquid had fallen from his eyes.
"I love you, mom! love you so much!" he said again, stay in your heart.
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Dzaki awakens when the alarm on his phone rings, his hand fumbling for the flat object's presence on the nightstand. There is still some sleepiness left. Lazily he sat his body on the bed, intending to look at his wife next to him. But the figure he looked for the most every waking up was not in his place. Dzaki turned his gaze in all directions. His eyes stopped at one point, his wife was prostrating on her alphabet.
"Good morning, my dear!" he said he approached his wife who was still reciting with eyes that looked swollen. Morning Kiss is a habit that Dzaki never forgets every morning.
"She cried?" tanyanya, cancel the intention immediately to the bathroom. Dzaki sat down beside his wife.
"It's a happy cry, Mas! Thank you for being the best husband in Mila's life. May we gather in heaven" said Mila hugging her husband.
"You will be my most beautiful angel!" dzaki said returning his wife's embrace.
"Kok, so baperan gini!" Dzaki wiped away the tears that just dripped.
"Why am I crying!" his murmur wiped the clear grain, so that his wife could not be seen.
"Udah dong hugs her, Mas want to take a shower! usually do not want to hug mas, if you just wake up gini!" dzaki.
"Today, not Asem! fragrance!" Mila still hugged him, not willing to let go.
"Five more minutes, Mom!" she said she was still putting her face in her husband's chest.
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"Well, I'm strong, Mom!"
"Do you want a car?" Dzaki gave another option to his wife who felt uncomfortable in the wheelchair.
"...." - ".Mila shook her head.
"We continue, yes!" Dzaki pushed the chair, continuing their worship around the Kaaba.
"Mas, my stomach hurts, yeah!" Mila held her stomach which felt mules.
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The little man seemed to be asleep holding his favorite toy car. Accompanied by his opaque next to him. For a few days Hafiz was in the family home of her mother, after four days in the residence of her father's parents.
"Umma! Umma!" the little boy was delirious.
"Hafiz, wake up son! Hafiz dreaming?" Arpin tries to wake his delirious grandson.
The little man's eyes opened, "Open, Hafiz misses Umma!" said instantly.
"Later call ya, at this time may Umma and Abimu still worship!" arpin calms his rebellious grandson.
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"Huh! tomorrow the reunion is definitely not exciting, there is no Mila! add the bodyguard maksa want to come again, had my head dizzy!" muttered Juna cleared up the invitation he would bring tomorrow to school.
Ten years passed, the planned Reunion event will finally be realized tomorrow. Being one of the organizing committee makes Juna unreasonable not to attend. Plus other friends like Ahmad and Erwin have taken their time to come.
Ahmad has been in Indonesia for the past few weeks, because his wife Uni chose, wanted to give birth at his parents' house. While Erwin had indeed prepared his return ticket in advance to come to the school reunion that they had planned approximately ten years ago.
[I think I'm going to come tomorrow, yeah!] @Junaedi
[Yes, me too. If there is nothing, there is less!]@Ewinawati
[Don't do that la wey, once in a while. Mila didn't come to her, did she! come la, my bunting chant will come with you!]@met.
The three school friends exchanged messages in the group. Only they were active, while 27 other students had no news, including Mila. But they did not want to disturb their friend's worship. Because one week ago Mila gave the news, she's leaving for Umrah.
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