
The sun was quite hot when Al came out of the door of Baqi when it was still morning. He walked past Jebreel Health Center to a row of Indonesian food outlets. Riany was waiting for him to eat breakfast. In addition to the Hajj season, many food outlets are closed.
Today is their fourth day in Medina. Al went back to the apartment just changed. Much time is spent in the Nabawi Mosque. The atmosphere of the shahdu made him focus on working on the material of the thesis title presentation, and it was finished. Next Monday is ready for testing.
For four days Al prayed non-stop for the good of his parents. He was confused on whose side. She didn't want Mom to suffer, but she didn't want me to get hurt. And Ayesha is the closing prayer of all supplications offered, including the prayer for the good of Oma in nature. He was so eager to see Aisyah happy. He wanted his family's life to be peaceful and peaceful.
If their suffering were to be exchanged for their happiness, then Al is sincere. The tribulation will bring itself closer to the essence of life. The world is a prison for those who believe in the afterlife.
He did not want his loved ones to suffer, rather his miserable self!
Arriving at a row of food outlets, Al's eyes searched for his wife among the visitors were quite crowded. Most Umrah pilgrims from Indonesia.
Al was surprised when his eyes perched on the special fried rice stall. The people mentioned in his prayer in Raudah appear to be chatting in a familiar atmosphere. How could this possibly happen?!
Al to not believe in his vision. Mom seemed familiar chatting with Fatimah and Jennifer. Dad had a casual conversation with Opa. Riany, Belinda and Arya are loyal listeners. How cold his heart was to see that sight.
What miracle has God sent down to answer his prayer? How can you change your attitude towards Fatimah and Jennifer? Whatever the reason, Al is grateful for his prayers!
"Good Way!" call Mother. "here! How'd you hang out there? You're not hungry?"
Al swung his steps as his lips trembled praising the greatness of God. He has power over everything. He is the heart of man.
Al sits near Arya. His eyes looked at the three women in front of him in disbelief.
"I need an explanation to understand all this" Al said. "How can you be familiar with ... honey?"
"Beehoney," his father's sambar is cobbled. "You also seem to have been talking about people."
"I got a report from my sister."
"Your sister's a person, right? Well, because of the slander, back and forth I got flush water a bucket, fortunately I have not bathed, went to the mosque with the satisfaction of worshipers."
"Don't blame my mother and the congregation. The absence of clarification about Fatimah's demands made them suspect including me."
"What needs clarification? Fatimah was right to ask to be paused in front of the DKM administrator, and I objected because of your mother. I haven't taken honey just your mom every month lost weight, what if the incident? My face seems to be still missing. I see you like you're looking in the mirror."
"Just kid! You mean I'm so old?"
"His handsome!"
"Well, I'm not handsome according to Dad?" cut Arya keki. "Belinda means her eyes are twinkling?"
"I don't want to reflect on you, because I'm not a crocodile."
They laugh.
"Then the four widows of the deceased transported all their destinations for exclamations?" ask Al.
"They want to make a pilgrimage to the tomb of her father-in-law in East Java, yes all transported."
"Well, the case of water flush was supposedly the reason for slipping. Fortunately I have been able to leak if in the village of geger that the head of DKM married again. So I asked all the widows of the deceased to come to the house and explain the real matter."
Al looked at Fatimah. "But it's true the ustadzah loves my father?"
"I think it's normal to fall in love with a manly man" replied Fatimah honestly. "But I can't force love. Your father has shame on him. He did not want to do the sweet sunah, while the bitter-bitter sunah was not all done. I would not dare to force it after knowing your mother closely, your mother would not be combined and it would not bring me happiness."
"Then Oma Jen?" ask Al to his mother.
"In my night prostration two days ago, I suddenly thought of you" his mother said. "I feel my hatred for Jennifer and my jealousy for Fatimah are a burden on your mind. I don't want my son to suffer for what I did. Then I brought them all to the Holy City as a form of apology for your attitude all along."
"Subhanallah" said Al, rising from his seat.
"Where are you going? The fried rice eat first."
"To Raudhah. That's where I made my promise to you. I want to see him soon."
Al walked down the block paving road leading to the Nabawi mosque. At the intersection of the stall area, he stopped stepping and was stunned. From the opposite direction, Aisyah appeared in a wheelchair escorted by Nidar and Irma.
"Hey, why are you so dumb?" tegur Nidar's. "How do you see me escorting Ms Asiyah? He's my boss, the co-op chairman. Yesterday it was just unveiled."
"Aisha..," whispered Al trembling. "Where's ryan?"
Aisyah smiled sweetly. "Ryan's parents seem to disagree about having a crippled son-in-law. I decided to reject her proposal, rather than later experiencing painful things."
"Who have you come to the Holy City for?"
"I came to the Holy City for you," replied Aisyah melodiously. "I miss you, and will always miss you."
So this is the answer to her prayer for Aisha? He has to have two wives? The Holy City was a suitable place to convey honesty to his mother. Because it must be the youth who oppose this destiny.
"You already know that I love you so much, and I already know that you can't love me because there's only one love in your heart, for your little queen."
"I'm a loser man who doesn't dare to face a wife's indictment in the afterlife court. But I promised in Raudhah that if Ryan was only present for a moment, then I'd be with you forever."
Aisyah nodded slowly. "I don't want you to learn to love me. Let me love you in solitude. I will be happy if you are happy, I think that is the best way for me, because I will always be close to your life. I'm going to try therapy in Al Khanza while doing thesis work. If there's any development then I'll stay longer, then go back home to manage the cooperative."
"If you're done with therapy, may I wish you'd come for me?"
Aisyah shakes. "Don't even think about wishing your wife a little, even though Riany is sincere, because it would be very torturing for you."
Aisyah moves the lever. The wheelchair moves through it. Al saw the girl was no longer burdened with her legs. His face is very cheerful. They went to where their families were gathered.
While walking to Baqi's door, Al thought with a cool heart. Perhaps Allah answered his prayer through the words of Aisha. He can't afford two wives because he only has one love, and that's for Riany.
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