Memorization of the Qur'An for Afra
CHAPTER 14: REASONS

Dark and cold still tightly wrapped the entire earth. The star is still at home friends with the moon in the sky, while the yellow light of the sun is still sound asleep in the west. Birds were reluctant to sing, because the Show Time is still a few hours away.

That's for them, though,

Not for Ziran who has since been awakened from the dispute. Appearance neat, clean and very fresh fit. The fragrant smell of Vanilla perfume gently emanated from his body. Now he sat on the lip of the bed, next to the wife who was still sound asleep.

Ziran's hands gently stroked his wife's long black mane. "Darling, let's get up." His hand turned to pinch the squash next to that cheek. "Uh, sweetness." Mumbled slowly and plucked Afra's nose.

Ziran continued to disturb his wife's sleep.

However, it does not seem to work. The man chuckled softly to see his wife muttering indistinctly, further drowning the body in the blanket.

"Oh, my wife!" Ziran bit her bottom lip funny.

The new routine of a couple since three days passed after their marriage. Ziran is always romantic when waking his wife to pray tahajjud together.

Afra always advised at night to wake up praying if Ziran Wakes up first, of course Ziran happily granted.

Ziran remembered about a hadith narrated from Abu Hurayrah, saying, The Prophet said; the Prophet said;

“God blesses a husband who woke up at night and prayed and he woke his wife and his wife prayed. If he refused, he splashed his wife's face with water. And Allah blesses a wife who wakes up at night and prays, and she wakes her husband up and prays. When her husband refused she splashed her face with water,“ (HR Ahmad, Abu Daud, al-Nasa’i, and Ibn Majah).

Ziran promises to start by learning, even if everything has to start from scratch.

Ziran smiled briefly. Slowly bring the face to his wife's right ear and whisper, "My wife let's get up. God is waiting for us." In his kiss the wife's forehead full of affection. "Do you want God to wait? We cannot delay worshiping God." The tone is very soft.

Succeeds.

Afra was slowly stirred, opening her eyes because her gaze was still thick. With drowsiness that has not been lost Afra replied, "I clean up and take the water first, yes, brother."

Afra got off the bed and staggered into the bathroom. Afraid of his wife's fall, Ziran quickly helps Afra move on normally. "Be careful. I don't want my beloved to get hurt."

"Please, Brother." Not overhearing Ziran's words, Afra immediately went into the bathroom.

After performing the tahajjud prayer, they wait until the time of subhu prayer arrives and return to prayer. After she was finished, Afra sat beside Ziran accompanying her husband who was repeating his memorization. Afra desperately held back sleepiness, especially when Ziran recited the Quran with a soft voice it felt like he wanted to fall asleep.

Ziran paused for a moment, without turning his head he grabbed the head of the wife carrying her leaning on his shoulder. "Sleep, I'm ready to be your support, my wife."

Afra had always been fascinated with Ziran's tenderness, her heart had long fallen on that man. Ziran is always sensitive. "Thank you, my husband."

Flashing to keep her eyes awake, Afra enjoyed every verse her husband recited. Afra recalled something she had kept in her brain for a long time. Afra wanted to know the reason Ziran accepted his 2 terms first. You must be curious too, right?

Afra sat up straight.

"How many have you memorized?" Afra asked breaking two voices in the room.

Ziran's mouth stopped. He turned to look at Afra, slightly massaging her stiff nape for too long looking down.

"Alhamdullillah, I have memorized 2 Juz, my wife. Sorry to keep my promise a little. God willing, soon I'll pay it off." Ziran smiled clumsyly.

Subhanallah...

Afra's reaction was mesmerized as well as her feelings were full of regret. The sparkle of those eyes was glistening with guilt. "Why would you accept it?" The word came out heavy. Actually he didn't want to bring up, but his curiosity was beyond anything.

Ziran is not stupid, he knows where this story goes. He had thought for a few seconds about the woman who liked to bring up things that had passed! His wife did that too. What good is it to bring up the past? Isn't the present and future more important to ask?

"But I want to know why, brother now." Afra remained curious. He shook Ziran's shoulder to respond.

"Because I like challenges." Ziran replied a little tasteless.

"That's not what I mean, brother." Afra snatched her head dizzy.

"Sister is handsome and well established. There are many other women out there who are prettier than me and want to be the same big brother. I lost far away from them. Brother Ziran should be happily married to a woman who does not ask for strange things as a condition of marriage. No need to memorize like this. Brother Ziran can live freely, freely without any promises to be fulfilled." The word sequence is more indicative of guilt seoarang Afra. Truly, he was completely guilty of asking for the 30th Memorandum of the Quran. He was wrong, so guilty of weighing on people's lives!

Ziran blinked. His gaze examined Afra's face which seemed mixed emotions. He grabbed his wife's shoulder, taking her to meet her with his warm brown eyes.

"What's weird do you mean? Listen to my wife, listen to me. In the least, never in my mind memorizing the entire contents of the Quran is a burden. I feel so grateful, even though it was you and your two requests that brought me closer to HIM." Ziran scooped the air for a moment.

"Do you think I'm a good man? Oh no, you're wrong Afra. I told you I'm not the perfect guy! I am a man of wicked religion, not of strong faith, and not a man worthy of you. I'm more nothing than the guy out there. Therefore, God sent guidance through you so that I could learn to be a good man and a proper husband. And I can hold your hand up to HER Jannah later." Ziran immediately grabbed Afra in her warm embrace.

Those tears were also shed. Afra can't stem haru. "Why should I?"

"Between my destiny and my will, I don't know what is more domineering. Because on the one hand fate silenced my desire to make you mine." Ambiguous answer, making Afra again ask.

"Why choose me?" His hands clutching Ziran's sleeves.

While patting Afra on the shoulder, "I chose you not without reason, but sorry, I can't tell you why now. When the time comes, you'll know who I am, who we are, who he is. Please don't regret me being your husband, don't ask why I'm your husband? That's my secret and God's secret."

Again Ziran did not give a clear reason and instead made a new puzzle for Afra to solve. Why is this so hard the problem? why is this semisterius his life? Is there no answer that could represent his confusion? Ah, Afra also never forgot Kiki's words yesterday. The man was as mysterious as Ziran.

Afra sighed tiredly.

"Don't think of anything else. You forgot huh? Today we're moving into a private house, let's get ready."Ziran cupped his wife's face to the senses from the daydream.

"Oh, yes, forgot. Wait, brother, I'll get dressed first." Afra put aside her sense of urgency, rising to her feet to prepare for her move to Ziran's private home.

Yesterday Ziran asked Afra's parents for permission to move into the house he owned from a year ago. Actually Afra wanted to stay at Ziran's parents' house first to be more familiar with his in-laws, but Ziran said his parents rarely settled in their main house more often out of town and country because of business affairs. Afra just followed her husband.

They were in Ziran's car, after saying goodbye to Afra's parents and Ziran's parents-in-law.

Her epilogue produced a cry of grief Umi Irana for letting go of the princess following her husband. Afra kept saying she would come home often as a sedative word. Abi Daud, a man who is difficult to guess. His face remained calm and did not look sad in his eyeballs. Afra understood, men rarely show sadness as hard as it is. But when they themselves are the right time to follow the nature of women, they also cry because they have tears.

Abi simply said, "Take my daughter, and return if you can't!" That was the message that Ziran remembered very well.

Ziran and Afra left early in the morning, but not directly to their home. Ziran gets a phone call from Fano, her secretary at the office. He said there was an important meeting to attend. Ziran also invited his wife to come with him but was refused.

"I want to go to the store." Afra's reason for not going to Ziran's office. The office is too boring, inner Afra.

"But .... "

Afra knew Ziran was going to pull out his jitters, which was to force. But calm down, Afra will try to seduce. "My husband, baby. Can ya?" Clench your hands in front of your face by showing your adorable eyes. "Well, yeah, yeah... Pliss."

Ziran clenched his lips tightly, refraining from raising his hand to pinch his wife's cheek in anxiety. Relax Ziran, calm down.

"Huff ..., okay. But remember! Don't go anywhere and stay there. I'll see you when the office is over." Ziran finally disintegrated by giving the message to his wife.

"Don't get close to other men!"

- To Be Continue