MUSHROOMS. Young Widows Underage
THE SHORT V SI.

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BE CAREFUL WITH SADNESS

Sad is human and very normal. However, sadness can bring danger when we are dissolved in it. When people dissolve in sadness, the devil will take control of him. People will be made desperate, ill-judged, and do things that endanger their lives and faith.

Therefore, when we are sad:

Be patient and give it back to God. Rest assured that the test that befalls God has set the level so that we can face it.

Empty your heart from the things that bring sadness. Then, fill your heart and mind with zikrullah and prayers and various positive things.

Believe when we are totally surrendered, then in shaa Allah, Allah Ta'ala will show the way of solution.

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He saw his wife sleeping beside him. Making Gibran unconsciously praise the beauty of his wife, even his gaze never turned from the look of his face Alisha. Until finally Alisha refers to the movement that marks he will wake up, Gibran immediately closed his eyes. He wanted to pretend that he was still asleep.

And sure enough, a few minutes Gibran closed his eyes. Alisha awoke from her sleep. And immediately he immediately sat down and immediately looked around him, visible from the look of his face if he was still a little confused.

"Eh, I'm sleeping here, right? I was.." muttered Alisha. But when he saw Gibran's face, he immediately remembered the state of his Husband, "Well yes.Yes, last night Mas Judah had a fever, is now the heat has gone down?" mumbling again. Curious about her husband's condition, she immediately touched Gibran's forehead.

"Alhamdulillah, the heat has gone down! Thank goodness then, I should now make porridge first for Mas Yuda, all make breakfast for me," muttered Alisha again, then he immediately rushed down from his bed Gibran. And then he hurried away from Gibran's room. After hearing the door shut, Gibran opened his eyes again.

"Hmm... What kind of attention is he? Is that his true nature? Or is it just a cover, huh?" gibran murmured softly, as he stared at the closed door.

"Or akh! The important thing is that my legs have been flattened again. So I can walk?" gibran murmured again as he rose from his sleep, and then he reopened his blanket.

"Well.. has it deflated, try it already, can not make the way?" he said again as he lowered his legs one by one to the floor. Then slowly he stood up straight.

"Aaah.thank God! Although it still hurts, but not as much as yesterday anyway," he said again as he began to move his legs slowly towards the door. When he got to the door, he opened it.

"Eh, so quiet? She where? gibran murmured again, which looks like he is still walking slowly, and a little limp because he has not healed properly. Because the family room was so quiet Gibran again walked to the dining room. Alisha is seen cooking in the kitchen. And it just so happened that Alisha was looking at him.

"Eh, Why are you here? Does your foot no longer hurt?" alisha asked, as she approached Gibran, who was standing by the dining table. Arriving near the dining table Alisha immediately pulled one of the benches there.

"Come sit here first, wait a minute for the porridge you will cook," continued Alisha, as she mengapah Gibran sincerely. Making Gibran so pay attention to the face of Alisha who looks so close to him.

Hearing Gibran's chirping, Alisha immediately looked up at her husband's face, "Eh, what are you saying? Me short? Is it not wrong you say I'm short?" reply Alisha, while looking at Gibran's face with a look that looks a little upset so that the lips look pursed forward. Makes Gibran who saw it a little anxious. Even the desire to fight it continues.

"Aren't you asking? Just look at this! Are you so happy? What's the name if it's not short huh?" gibran said, as he held Alisha's head and aligned with her, in the opposite position, Alisha's height became limited to Gibran's chest.

"Daykh..! It's your fault that the altitude! It's not my fault!" alisha protested, as she brushed off Gibran's hand that had touched her head. And it seems he is not to blame.

"Eh, why am I being wronged anyway? You are clearly the short one! How to fuck people! Huh short basic!" reply Gibran, who looks he began to be anxious to see Alisha. As he tried to hold back his funny smile.

"Akh know akh! I want a short cake without a cake! It's none of your business! So you stay here, if you want me to make you Breakfast!" alisha. While she pushed her husband's body, making Gibran finally sat on the chair that had been provided by Alisha.

After that while stomping his feet because of annoyance Alisha returned to continue the cooking show. Gibran immediately smiled funny after seeing Alisha facing the direction of her cooking. Especially when he heard Alisha's grunts that sounded vaguely by him with a face that still showed his regret. Making it really difficult for him to hold his laughter, so he immediately closed his mouth so that Alisha did not know.

"Huh! You arrogant tall boy! It was as if he was calling me short! Obviously he's the one with the shackles too! Even the short guy!" gerutu Alisha, as he stirred the porridge of Gibran which he was cooking.

"But wait a minute, come to think of it, I'm short! If in line with Mbok Suminah only, I am still under his ear Mbok Suminakan? Hah. mean true dong I'm short! Iiis sucks anyway! If you have to admit that he won dong! Hmh! Don't expect me to give up! Anyway while I'm not twenty yet, I can still be tall just look at it later!" alisha again.

Although Alisha still looks grumpy. But his hands still did his job. So without feeling, he has finished all his cooking. And then he put it on the dining table. After everything was presented, he immediately sat in a position facing Gibran. After that he immediately took the plate and filled it with porridge, and then immediately he put it on the table right in front of Gibran while saying..

" The mumpung is still warm now eat Mr. tall," he said with a relaxed face. Hearing Alisha's mention, Gibran immediately scrunched his forehead.

"What did you call me?" tanyanya looked curious.

"Mr Jangkung! Would it fit with you who are elevating?" alisha replied still looking relaxed.

"Haiists..! You short guy! His heart only calls people, from Mr. Snob now the tall one again!"

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