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TIME NOT TO BE TIRED OF PRAYING
If we see a sick person, pray for his recovery. If you see someone sad, pray for their happiness.
Pray for those we know and those we do not know. Don't expect a reply from them. For every prayer we pray for our brothers. The angels will answer every prayer.
Praying for others is the best way to pray for ourselves, because each of our prayers will come back to us. Inshaa Allah....
Never be weary of what you pray, Allah is Most Compassionate, Most Merciful, He will surely give the best for you. Believe that..Your prayers will never be in vain.
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After the incident, Gibran's right leg is now swollen. It makes him feel difficulty every want to do his activity. So that whatever he wants to do inevitably must be helped by Alisha. Actually he was so prestigious treated by Alisha. But how things are so difficult to move.
What's more in their current place is very remote, so it's only natural that there are no doctors there. So that eventually Gibran get treatment from Alisha ala perfungnya only. And Alisha was also very patient to take care of her husband even though his heart was still a little sore. Gibran is still her husband. So he should take care of her.
"Eat Sir! So you can take this medicine after eating, later" said Alisha, as she put down a small table of old models, commonly used for patients who want to eat. And on it there is a plate of food and a glass of water and on the side of the glass there is an anti-pain medicine.
"Eh, what medicine is that? You don't want to poison me anymore, do you?" gibran asked, with a face of suspicion against Alisha.
"Well! It is up to the thought of the arrogant lord! If I do that, what's in it for me! That I went to jail! I lost in jail because of you! So stop thinking such a stupid thing," Alisha replied sounding sniffly. As he walked away, he left Gibran's room. Gibran was alone in the room.
After Alisha's departure, Gibran's gaze, still on the door, now turned to the small table in front of him. He stared at the food prepared by Alisha.
"Isn't this Villa just the two of us? Then who cooked this? Is that the mushroom that's cooking?" murmured Gibran, who was seen he was still staring at the food in front of him, "Well, if indeed he was the one cooking. There's a chance he's got poison in it, and then he's mistaking it?" he muttered again, imagining bad things about Alisha.
"Well.no! I don't want to die! Better not to eat it! Than me.." murmured Gibran again, and accompanied by the door of his room that opened again. And Alisha opened it, and she came in and said..
"Death it!" he continued while staring flat at her. He heard Gibran's murmur.
"You! You can knock on the door if you want to come in! It's playing nyolonong!" gibran protested, apparently he did not like to see Alisha coming in without knocking on the door first.
"I'm sorry, sir! I'm your wife! Not your subordinate! So such rules do not apply to married couples! So like it don't like you have to admit it!" reply Alisha, sounding firm. Then he deliberately sat on the side of Gibran's bed, as he took the plate on the small table in front of Gibran. After that he immediately devoured the food on the plate with greed.
"Why, anyway? Are you afraid to turn it off if you eat it? So instead of red wine, would I rather eat it?" reply Alisha, casually, even with her mouth full of food. And regardless of Gibran, he continued to devour the food.
So that Gibran who happened to be in front of him was forced to swallow his silfa. Because his stomach is actually hungry right now. Hence seeing Alisha who ate so much of her taste, made her stomach grow increasingly rumbling. As the worms in her stomach grew rebellious, she finally grabbed the plate that Alisha was holding without any embarrassment.
"here! This is my food!" he said with a ketus. Then, without any hesitation and without the slightest disgust, he immediately scooped up the food that was accompanied by a spoon that was used by Alisha earlier. Then he immediately devoured the food he spilled earlier.
Alisha who saw that immediately smiled triumphantly. Because in the end his arrogant husband was willing to eat his food too with great greed. Until the contents of the plate do not exist in the slightest. After Gibran finished his meal, Alisha immediately lifted the table in the middle of Gibran's body. Then without further ado Alisha immediately rushed out of her husband's room with the small table.
"Aaah.it's like him! Come and go play save bae!" gibran murmured after Alisha disappeared behind the door of her room, "But the food made earlier was so good! In fact it tastes so similar to Grandma's cooking," murmured again, because it remembered the taste of the food she had eaten.
"Haiiis.remembered the food earlier, it felt like I wanted to add more! But surely later if I ask again, he'll have a big head again! Aah, what's the prestige if I say add?" murmured Gibran, who looked like an orgil already, said to himself. Until finally he unconsciously fell asleep.
A few minutes later, Gibran fell asleep, and Gibran's bedroom door opened again. And it turned out that Alishalah came back in, carrying a small basin, along with a P3k box. After the luggage he had put it on the table on the side of Gibran's bed. Alisha opened the blanket at Gibran's feet. And when the blanket was opened, Alisha was immediately jolted, when she saw the legs of her husband who looked increasingly swollen and shiny.
"Astaghfiullah! Why are his legs like this? It's dangerous to just leave it alone!" muttered Alisha, with a face of anxiety, "Oh yes like, just now when I was cooking, behind the villa he had a lot of bandotan plants, I should just pick it up, you know, the leaves are efficacious to deflate swelling especially for people who sprain," he murmured again. And without wanting to delay again. Alisha rushed to leave Gibran's room and headed straight to the kitchen.
Upon arrival in the kitchen he immediately opened the door that was there, and saw the backyard of the villa, which turned out there were various kinds of medicinal herbs. Including the leaves that Alisha wants to pick
"Thank God, for every test you give, there is always a way out" Alisha said gratefully.
فَإِنَّ مَعَ ٱلۡعُسۡرِ يُسۡرًا ٥
"Then in fact with difficulty there is ease" (QS Al-Insyirah verse 5)
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