Love Johanna
Section 70

...LOVE JOHANNA...

...By: David Khanz...

...Section 70...

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"My mom has heart disease, Han," Ravi said after drinking the glass in front of her. "I'm afraid, if until the condition of our household is known by Mama, the pain will get worse."

Timpal Johanna said, "Yes, I was. Ravi's told me about it before. I understand that."

Then Ravi went back to checking his phone to see if Sarah was still blocking his number? But the situation is still as it was; a single check mark is gray. Upset, of course. To the point that the man subconsciously clicked a few times.

"Why, Mas? Sister Sarah again?" johanna asked curiously watching Ravi's behavior. "From the moment I saw you, you were so nervous."

The man scratched his head. Then he replied worriedly, "I don't know, Han. I'm confused myself."

"Why else?" The two eyebrows of the girl instantly intertwined, astonished. Suddenly he became curious about the problems faced by his friend. 

Ravi did not answer as directly as before. His gaze turned again, sweeping the four corners of the dining room, like looking for something or someone.

"I think .. I feel like there's someone who's always pegging us here, Han," Ravi said at last. Johanna was aghast and spontaneously followed around looking at all corners of the place. "Two times, Sarah seemed to know where I was here."

"Two times?" Johanna wondered in astonishment. "When?"

The man replied, "A few days ago, you were, Han. It continues the same today as well. He sent an implied message, as if he knew our condition here."

"Kok, can?" The girl's eyes thinned. It was almost just a line in front of his eyes. "How do you know, huh? Maybe just guess or 'come, Mom."

"I thought so too. But ... time up to twice actually continue, anyway?" ravi is confused. "Belom sempet asked as Sarah directly and time at home is also like 'that's it." He scratched his head again. "Well, she did too. Let me call, but my number's blocked."

"Kok, blocked?" Johanna is more confused by the behavior of his wife Ravi. The man replied, "Emang is so customary, Han. Sarah was once again marahan, likes to block my number immediately. Hence, if there's anything like being hard to connect with."

'Yes, Allah .. ribet very yes facing the attitude of his wife Mas Ravi. So do not finish thinking me, ' muttered Johanna sliced. 'Himply, how can it be comfortable if communication alone is so difficult. It's a pity for Mas Ravi ….'

Then it arises in Johanna's mind, if Islam prohibits dating, then how can you explore the nature and character of each side? If only by relying on the ta'aruf road, then how can you recognize a potential partner later?

Paying attention to Ravi's home life without love, until when they will survive with their own selfishness. Lack of understanding each other, will continue to cause conflict after conflict. Something small can be big. Trivia will turn heavy. What is Sarah's true figure? Johanna thought curious. 

"In the basics of religious science, Sarah also had pesantren education" said Ravi when asked Johanna. "So ..he is no less. Worship diligently, njai okay, and in terms of clothing also often menurup aurat. Sarah belongs to the category of religious women. Cuman .. yes, that was ... application of science in everyday life like a big zero."

The girl listened intently to the outpouring of the man's heart.

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"The key to heaven for a wife is in the hands of her husband, Sar," Ravi said. "As a child's heaven lies, it is on the soles of his mother's feet. That is, the ridha of a husband is absolutely necessary to perfect the values of worship of a wife. For example, the wife wants to observe the fast of Sunnah, if her husband does not want, then the worship that the wife does is in vain."

Sarah's timpal won't lose, "The order of worship is hablumminalah, Vi. Between a servant and his Lord. Why is the worship business complicated? In addition to the wife menggelakuin maksiat, then there the role of husband is needed."

"Not complicate it," Ravi replied later. "Rather, as a wife .. there is no harm in telling the husband first. Example, 'Mas, I'm going to fast tomorrow. Let's take you off work. So for tomorrow, I want to attend worship first. Replace you who run the house. Can you not, Mas?' This is suppose, huh? Meaning, maybe the husband wants to make out with his wife all day, while at home. Need to meet biological needs. Yes, if his wife fasts, the husband must be unemployed, dong?"

"Lagiaannn .. such an affair will have its time. It can be a late malem or after the wife fasting," said Sarah back. "Not even during the day asking to be treated continuously."

"Well, that's just an example. Who knows, right? Make other affairs, can be discussed further," said Ravi asserted. "In addition, the man wants his wife sometimes do not know the time. It could be anytime. So to keep things like that, the wife should say it first. I'm afraid my husband's planning something."

Sarah mendelik, "Why should the wife continue to be charged and be asked for understanding? Sometimes the husband also has to dong, Rav. The head of the household, and everything must be according to the husband. Didn't he? Keep the rights of his own wife how?"

"What right, Sar? All this time I didn't ask for much of anything with you," elak Ravi started to get upset. "Even me anyway, free whatever you do, please work. Provided positive. Not more, really. Why should I also go to another problem? I'll talk about the husband's riddha again."

"So often you don't have the same as me all this time, I don't enjoy household affairs? Ridha doesn't make money?" Sarah's emotions began to melt.

"I should've told you, whatever. The important thing is positive" Ravi repeated. "I just want to know that our communication is healthy. Nothing should say the same to me. Including your business to go everywhere."

"Emang necessary? I'll go out also to follow my congregation study. Not hanging out or talking. It's naji loh, Rav!"

"Keep my own responsibility easy?"

"Yes, my goodness Saraahhh! Focus on one topic. Don't scatter anywhere. Habit, man!"

"You're also a habit of liking me!"

"What's he?" Ravi's heart was getting upset. "I'm just pointing in .. This is your mistake. I helped nebenerin. Guide. 'Kan, is it my duty and responsibility, dong? Wrong wife time to be let go? If I sin, I also play, Saraahhh! Why is it so hard for you to get caught? Achaghfirullah …."

"It should be before you bring me back, introspect yourself, Raaavvv! You want me to keep changing? You're on your own, 'how?"

"What's wrong with me, Sar?"

"Pake nanya again your fault what? Well, this is what often makes me sprained. You can most squint."

"Yes, what's wrong with me. Show me, Sarah!"

"Consider me as your wife!"

"Loh, since the beginning of marriage also I've been trying to appreciate you. Lack of where? In the past, I have talked to you, whatever the problems that occur between us, the habit of shaking hands, hugging, and kissing the cheek must keep going. Wherever it is. Especially when I want to work. You don't want to. What reason? You said Riya."

"Emang riya, right?"

"Loh, riya problem or not, depending on the intention," said Ravi increasingly dizzy made. "I'm not showing off, Sarah. I'm only concerned with such habits, our relationship will be harmonious. There is always a physical touch, even if we are in trouble. Even if someone judges riya, it's up to them. What is important is that we do not and do not give positive examples. This is how the couple should be. 'Can, so?"

Sarah glared with a sour face. "Emang anyway, you are the most pinter if only the theory doang! Everyone can say it too!"

Ravi replies, "Loh, who just said something? The proof is I'm with you. Come, lakin. 'That's. We continue to have negative thinking. Tired, man!"

"Racid?" Sarah glares. "You said tired? Not happy 'that's my marriage?"

"Yes, my goodness .. Saraahhh! I mean—"

"Yes, if you feel tired," concluded Sarah finally, "we parted. But you risk it yourself! Especially your mom, tuh!"

"Gram!" ravi's jolt was already unable to hold back his emotions.

The woman rushed to the room. Leaving the panting Ravi alone stifled the emotions.

BRACKET!

The door to the room was slammed hard.

"Astaghfiullah!"

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"Subhanallah ..." johanna cried when she heard Ravi's words. Not felt, the girl also took a sip. A feeling of empathy for the problems of the male household. 'But .. to be honest, I also don't want to be too forward between the two of them. I just heard from one side. While never knowing the truth according to the version of Sister Sarah herself.'

Imbuh the girl then, "Keep your plan now how? Wanna go home, right?"

Ravi nodded. The answer is, "Of course. Whatever happens, I have to go home. About how later, I don't want to hold Sarah. After all, she's my wife I have to look after."

Johanna. In matters of responsibility and principle, this man is reliable. According to the girl. From there, he secretly sympathized and admired more.

"For a minute, I'm going to the toilet first, Han," said Ravi. Johanna. "Please, Mas. I'll wait here" replied the girl.

Johanna looked at the figure of the man who had helped her a lot. As an undergraduate candidate with a major in psychology, there are many lessons that can be taken related to the problems of both households. Especially learning about the character of Adam.

"Eh …." Johanna's gaze suddenly hit a figure who happened to pass by. Only glimpses. 'That was .. Isn't it the man who worries about me? Did I see wrong? How can they show up again? Didn't you just leave?'

Overwhelmed with curiosity, Johanna rushed to chase the direction where the figure in question disappeared.

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