
...LOVE JOHANNA...
...By: David Khanz...
...Section 32...
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"Why? Shocked?" ask Sarah sucks. "Yes, if you don't feel it, don't have to make it hard to say it too. Mediocre ajalah. I'm not, it's just wishan."
"It's just that, but you're not talking about it, dong," Ravi said. "It's as if I'm a fuckin' man, 'that's."
"It takes a lot, so man. No pantes, you know. If I am, woman, yes ... naturally," said Sarah, rushing to leave the room.
"Dadeuh!"
Plaque!
For the second time, the man patted his own forehead. Then follow his wife's steps into the room and do what they originally planned.
Strange woman, thought Ravi later. Even in such murky moments, he could still desire and enjoy the fulfillment of his biological desires. As if nothing ever happened. This is what is often questioned by these men. Kok, can? While for him, sometimes the boro-boro wants; meeting or sleeping together just feels reluctant.
"Udah? Satisfied?" asked Ravi after completing hajat together with his wife. Sarah answered, "I want to sleep. Tired."
"Yes, already. Go to sleep" Ravi said, pulling the blanket and turning his back to his wife.
"Dih, sleep don't move there dong, Rav!"
The man turned back in direction. Maybe because it still leaves a sense of resentment, not realizing he did that. "Continue?"
"Don't be selfish being a husband" Sarah grumbled. "I also want comfort, you know! If you sleep like that, why ... I'm like 'sweet enough to be thrown away', anyway?"
"You want to be hugged?"
"That's it!" sarah replied spoiled while leaning her head on Ravi's shoulder. "You think women are just given enough wishful satisfaction? Yeah, don't. I also need some comfort, you know!"
"Yes, already. Don't keep nagging. Noisy, ah! It's malem, here."
"Some of you like to make a sprain, anyway."
'Well, isn't that often irritating you, Sar?' ask Ravi in my heart. Do not dare to express it directly, because it will be fatal and increase the length of the debate. Then the only way for a while is by being silent. Silent. Silent. Until a moment has passed ….
Kkkr! Kkkr! Kkkr!
Ravi's turn is now difficult to close the eyes. The grunting sound of the figure beside him was quite disturbing.
'Hadeuhhh! Address staying up late, until morning ….'
Plaque!
"Eh, Sarah? Whatan, anyway?" Ravi was surprised to get quite a loud pat on his arm.
"The whole shower kept on going! Think what, anyway?" ask Sarah to pout.
"Attep, Sar. This is my life has not been collected all," replied Ravi with a heartbeat still pounding. "Your part is ... eh, how do you want to pray? No more ablution, what?"
He saw Sarah preparing to perform the Tahajud circumcision prayer service.
"I'm not, it's not canceled. What is wudhu again?" his wife replied astonished.
"You need to clap my hands."
"Well, continues?"
"Our skin touched, Sar. Don't you feel it?"
"Know, really," answered Sarah. "Continue, why?"
"Well, why? Yes, cancel your ablution, Sar!"
"Where's the rules from?" the female timpal. "We're husband, we're husband and wife. It's muhrim."
"Mahrome. Not muhrim."
"What difference? The heat!"
"Yes, it's different, Sar," replied Ravi began to smell the scent of an extension of the conversation. "Muhrim it .. people who are doing Hajj and wearing Ihrom clothes. If the mahrom .. is a group of people who are illegal or not to be married. For example, biological mother, grandmother, siblings or sibling, aunt, and others."
"I know!"
"You know what it is!"
"It means the group that cannot be married said you just now."
"Keep you're my mahrom, right?"
Sarah thought for a moment, then replied, "Yes, mahrom dong."
Timpal Ravi, "No. You're not my mahrom, so you can get married. Our status is halal. Not mahrom."
"Well, keep the same relationship void of ablution, what? Aren't we a halal couple?"
"Well, there will be a hadith. Sewak—"
"Yes, know. When the Prophet wanted to go to the mosque, he kissed Siti Aisyah, his wife. That's one of the reference hadiths made for the law of fiqh. In addition to Imam Syafe'i, other madzhabs are punishing that the skin contact between the husband and wife does not intensify wudhu, as long as it is not accompanied by lust. Then, you've been taking references to madzhab who?"
"Imam Syafe'i."
"Why take the rules from other schools?"
Sarah answered confidently, "Look, Rav." She approached her husband, "my Murabbi said, We cannot be fanatical in one school. As long as it is still based on Islamic law, namely the Qur'an and Al Hadith, we can also take the same reference Imam-Imam other than Imam Syafe'i."
"Well, what's the rule from where is it?"
"Not rules, but advice. Because the results of their thinking (The Imam) as well, 'will take the interpretation of the Qur'an and Al Hadith. So if you want to follow madzhab, follow everything. Don't be a blind fanatic."
Ravi shook his head.
"This is not a problem of fanatics or unwillingness, but if all madzhab want to be followed, then we will nyari fun pray. Who will be the master, which Imam?"
"Yes, whatever. Just don't be a blind fanatic."
"Look, Sar," said Ravi increasingly find out how his wife's scholarship. "I think what is meant by the term 'blind fanatic' in certain madhhabs .. is when we face a situation of urgency."
"For example?"
"For example like this .. kita, nih .. who are Muslims in Indonesia, the majority will hold Imam Syafe'i madzhab. Keep ... cancel your ablution, right? Well, for example .. when again ihram Hajj pilgrimage same couple husband-wife .. husband must keep wife. Handrails .. suppose, yes. 'Kan, can memebatalin wudhu, tuh. At the time of emergency kayak 'gitu, not possible dong, kudu back and forth to take ablution because of touching hands earlier. Hence, it is recommended ... specifically at that time alone .. may take the opinion of Imam Hanafi, as is mostly embraced by the Meccans there. According to Imam Hanafi .. touching the skin between the husband and wife does not memgebatalin wudhu. As long as it is not accompanied by lust."
Sarah's forehead wrinkled.
"Cuman at that time doang, was allowed to take the opinion of Imam Hanafi madzhab," said Ravi again. "Well, that's what the term 'don't be a blind fanatic' meant. But as long as we have not entered the emergency realm, we should keep it under the madzhab that was followed earlier. Whatever .... You want to take the opinion of Imam Hanafi, yes follow him continue. Never ... today choose Imam A, tomorrow Imam B, the day after Imam C. That's his name has no stance, although all the Imams were recognized by the Islamic world."
"Keep that way, you understand the sound of the hadith, dong?"
"About Rasulullah nyium kenung Siti Aisyah?"
"hey are. Especially?"
"Well, I don't worry, really. I just followed Imam Syafe'i's opinion. From his scholarship, surely it has been examined in advance the contents of the hadith earlier."
"Well, no doubt, but just follow one opinion prayan. 'Where, anyway?"
"Keep yourself all this time do not just follow prayers as well? Same thing, right? Let alone interpreting the phrase 'blind fanatic' from the class of teacher mentoring your ngajimu group."
"Kok, so turn on my Murabbi, anyway?"
"Whose fault is that, Sar? Your own people who accused me of singing the hadith."
"Ah, it's hard to talk to you."
"Yes, I also have the right to act. That's just my knowledge."
"Pinter is glaring at you."
Timpal Ravi is back, "It doesn't mean to ngeles. But .. I think, when the Prophet kissed Siti Aisyah's forehead, whether the kissed directly hit his wife's skin or was obstructed by her hijab. To our knowledge, the wives of the Prophet must be all hijab. Yeah, right? Really no?"
"You, ah!"
"Maybe dong, the hijab model of the Prophet's wives is like the hijab of school children today" said Ravi felt the upper hand now. "The head is wrapped in a hijab cloth, but the bangs are highlighted or the hair around the forehead is still visible. Well, still in my opinion .. must be hijabnya Siti Aisyah is always shar'i. He almost covered his eyebrows. T-this is just my thinking, huh? Not to admit to justification."
"You, ah!"
"By the way ... wudhu you were, take the opinion of which Imam, Sar?"
"Madzhab Imam Syafe'i. Why, anyway?"
"Terus .. why did the cancellation just take from Imam Hanafi school?"
"What's the problem for you?"
"Well, very troubled."
"Cock?"
Smiling, Ravi replied, "Because the man you touched earlier, has a lust, Sar. I still want that night before I take a big shower."
"You …."
"Still want to pray or ablution again?"
"But you .. uh, astaghfirullahal'adzim! What's this smell?"
They both sniffed for a moment.
"Water hirsty!"
"Astaghfiullah!"
...SERIATE...