Love For Madinah Girl
Episode 88's

The Saudia plane was 35,000 feet above the Red Sea. Riany was feeling so agitated. Al's face danced in his eyes making the flight feel so long.

To be honest, she was unable to leave her husband in the country. Three days of living together is too soon to end with a breakup. But the future must not be delayed by a bond of love.

They marry to keep the salvation of the faith, that's the goal. Avoiding misinterpretation is better than seeking comfort. The delusion is not halal and the unawakened view is mafsadat. It is speculative, but there is tremendous pleasure with halal love.

There is nothing more to keep between them. Desire and desire free to fly from the teratak without worry there is a flap of sin accompanying.

The Boeing 777-300ER aircraft began lowering altitude and adjusting the speed to get to the landing point. The flight path is not too busy so the plane can land directly.

Riany felt lazy to get up from her seat and get out of the plane. He descended the garbarata on the last queue, then boarded the airport bus which took them to the arrival terminal.

How eager her heart was to go to the departure terminal to return to the homeland, to meet her husband who was waiting in Yogya. Such a heavy longing weighed on his feet to step out past the examination lounge, when only ten hours had they parted.

To get to the apartment in Al Aridh, Riany took Leena, a female-only online taxi. June 24, 2018 is a turning point in Saudi Arabia. The driving ban for women is lifted and women can be drivers to support the Vision 2030 program.

Apart from the pros and cons, this female online taxi makes Riany very comfortable, free from the harassment and violent behavior that sometimes occur in regular taxis, privacy is more assured.

Riany's arrival at the apartment is greeted by Surti, the only home assistant who accompanies her during her studies in Medina.

Riany immediately contacted Al to let him know that she had arrived in Medina safely, but her husband's mobile phone was not active. Probably lowbat. Al sometimes forgets to bring the power bank as a backup, or again in-charger at the lodge. He must have arrived first in Yogya.

"Madam, very quickly back to Medina," said Surti while carrying a travel bag to his master's room. "Have college started yet?"

There was a strange feeling in Riany's heart of getting a mistress call. From now on she should get used to the call, as it had changed status, not a miss anymore.

"I have activities tomorrow at the Nabawi Mosque" Riany said. "Again at home what to do? Today my husband went to Yogya."

"Mrs can go to Yogya, live with her husband in the apartment."

"The apartment's been passed over to my husband's friend. He didn't want to stay there, just made her remember Oma."

"Hire a hotel dong, Madam. Honeymoon in Yogya."

"Stage. A day later I returned again to go to Madinah through Sukarno Hatta airport, bothered."

"One day is good for kangen-angenan."

"I can invite my husband to Luxury if he wants to let go of kangen."

The bond of love that occurs does not make them always have to be together. There are times for each other to feel the pleasure of halal love, where they can miss each other without worrying trapped in the motions.

The first thing Riany wanted to do upon arrival in Medina was to go to Raudhah, to give thanks because his prayers had been fulfilled. He could hardly imagine how arid life would be without Al as the priest of his life.

God has heard the only prayer ever heard in Raudhah for the happiness of his life. He plans to share the fun with Indonesian students in Medina, by eating together at a restaurant on the outskirts of Medina, where they used to gather.

Returning home from Raudhah, Riany was surprised to find Dinar and Fatimah sitting waiting in the living room. An unpleasant feeling hung in his heart.

Seeing the overcast adorning their faces, Riany knew there was bad news being brought to this holy city.

"What happened in the land?" riany asked impatiently.

Fatimah was her brother who was the most talkative, but at the moment she was the one who took over the conversation, not the cherry blossom Dinar. This confused Riany.

"What exactly happened, brother?" urge Riany while sitting nearby. "Please tell me right away."

"I hope you can receive this news with steadfastness" said Fatimah faltered. He could barely speak. "Attomans sometimes come unexpectedly."

Riany's heart suddenly pounded violently, her eyes looking at Fatimah without blinking. Various mixed thoughts filled his mind. It must not be an ordinary disaster!

"What pilgrimage? What happened to our family?"

"Al had an accident on the highway...."

"Innalillahi wainna ilaihi raji'un" said Riany trembling. For a moment he was silent, there was no reaction, then his head suddenly drooped onto Fatimah's shoulder, unconscious. Fatimah and Dinar panic. They tried to wake his sister by shaking her body.

"R...Ri..," call Dinar in the fog. "Wear the fainting show all over again. Ri..wake up."

"Oh, how's this?" fatimah was confused. He laid his sister's body on the sofa, then shouted calling the house assistant, "Sur! Surti!"

Surti came in a hurry and was shocked to see Riany lying motionless. "What's up, Madam? What happened to the young lady?"

"Take the perfume, quick!"

"Scented oil?" Surti was silent for a moment. "Scented oil doesn't exist, Madam."

"Just take whatever smells it stings!" dinar Command. "Your armpits smell no? Well, that can be too!"

Surti kissed his armpits, and said, "No smell, madam."

"You take anything! Perfume is there, right?" sergeant Dinar was annoyed to see the innocence of the house assistant. "Quick! How come you're even hanging out there?"

"Okay, Madam."

Surti left in a hurry, then appeared again carrying a perfume with a pungent aroma. Dinar nausea because the baby in the womb as if not familiar with the aroma.

"What perfume is this?" sergeant Dinar was upset while slamming a bottle of scented oil onto the sofa. "The smell is very strange."

Fatimah picked up the perfume bottle her sister had thrown away and smelled the perfume. "Soft wind. Bring the baby alone time."

Fatimah took off the lid of the perfume bottle and applied the liquid in it around Riany's nose, waiting for a while. Those beautiful eyes slowly opened. His smooth white forehead frowned slightly as if recalling what had happened. Two tear-filled circles flowed down, and then there was a soft voice, "Al how?"

"Al is okay..," said Fatimah all wrong. Al is still in a coma in the emergency room, and should not be visited.

"No lie!" riany suddenly. "Is ... whether ... Al ... died?"

"He is still in intensive care. Let's pray nothing happens to him. Nidar and his friends are waiting for him in the hospital."

Tears poured down Riany's face. All because of him! He's done Al a damn thing! She told her husband to get in the car with them! It would be different if Al got on the train!