MUST BE A DEPOSIT
TMS EPS 77: SUNNAH ROSUL ON FRIDAY NIGHT

Ersad was flabbergasted at the sight before his eyes. Not because of amazement or fascination. Except for the astonishment while holding back his laughter.

How not.

She sees Syma looking sexy with the lingerie she is wearing. Even though he had just told the woman to prepare to work on the sunnah on Friday night.

"Why are you wearing lingerie, Syma?"

"Did you forget? He told me to get ready. Sunnah Rosul on Friday night!"

Ersad smelled his smile. And now Ersad realized, that Syma had wrongly suspected his sunnah. Although it's not really so wrong. Because they will still do that sunnah.

"You got the wrong Syma costume. We're going to do that sunnah, but before that. We do the other sunnah first.

Al-Kahfis... "

Syma was silent in her place. As hard as he covered, in the end Ersad could clearly see his face flushed red from enduring the embarrassment. He was very anxious to disappear at that very moment.

Fortunately Ersad tried to hold back his laughter, so that Syma would not be more embarrassed. And when Syma clumsily changes her costume. Ersad immediately came out and let go of his laughter there.

'My wife's getting aggressive now,'

*****

Friday for Muslims is the most special day and a lot of blessing in it. Therefore, it is highly recommended to increase the practice of worship. One of them reads Surat Al-Kahfi every Friday. 

Reading Surat Al Kahfi can be done on a night or Friday.

Whoever reads al-Kahfi's letter on Friday night, he will be illuminated by the light between himself and the Kaaba.

(CHR. Ad-Darimi 3470 and al-Albani set aside in Shahihul Jami', 6471)

In another story, the Prophet of Allah also said:

Whoever reads al-Kahfi's letter on Friday, he will be illuminated by the light between the two Fridays.

(HR Hakim 6169, Baihaqi 635, and al-Albani in Shahihul Jami', no. 6470).

In addition, it can also avoid Da'jjal slander.

And there are many other priorities.

Currently, Ersad invites his wife to read it on Friday night. Because you have free time. Because tomorrow they will travel and fear not having time to work on it.

Sadakallahhul....

"Don't look at me like that!" Syma turned her face away, Ersad's gaze as if he was teasing her. It reminded him of the incident.

"Why not look at your own wife. If a husband and wife look with affection, then God will also look with a look of affection" he said, raising Syma's chin with his finger.

"You teased me, Mas. And I'm ashamed!"

"Thy? To my own husband?

Just be right. I love watching you wear those clothes. And it's because of my fondness that you always wear it.

So, I order you to put it back on."

Syma looked into her husband's bead. It was a glint of lust that made Syma unable to resist.

Syma releases her mucus. And try to take back the lingerie that's pathetic on the floor. But not yet had it happen, Ersad had pulled it and made Syma stick to his body.

"No, that's. Looks like it will take some time, while I'm already impatient... " Ersad speaks with raucous. The man could not hold back any longer, until he finally removed the cloth attached to Syma's body slowly.

And start with full gentleness.

Syma could never refuse him. Even very happily accepting and following her husband's game.

*******

"Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikum...

PAPA!!" Zea's shout made the atmosphere again crowded.

Gokhan also ran to his parents with joy. Surely Gokhan approached Syma and ignored her Papa.

"What's the length of what's been said for a few days. If only your mother did not whine asking to go home, Papa still wanted to take her elsewhere. It's all because of Gokhan!"

"That's when Mother loves Okhan."

The two men are now staring hard. It was as if he had met his mortal enemy again. No wonder Syma is used to it. Because he was convinced, that Gokhan's attitude was a reflection of Ersad's childhood. That is why they often argue and have different opinions.

"Gokhan...

Can't be angry at Papa. It's sin!

Here, take... " Syma gave a parcel to her little son. Of course Gokhan was very happy to accept it.

Let alone looking at the contents, which is Gokhan's favorite toy. "Thank You Mother."

"No. Not the Mother who bought it, but Papa. Say thank you to Papa."

Gokhan looked at Ersad with a grin on his face. His anger disappeared instantly, when he received the gift.

"Thank you."

"That's all?" Ersad raised his eyebrows.

"Thank you ugly Papa!"

"Whatdidyou say? You said Papa was ugly! Look out for you.... " Ersad tried to catch Gokhan, but because of the boy's agility. He's getting into trouble. They ended up engaging in a chase with the sound of echoing laughter.

Similarly, Zea who giggled amusedly saw the behavior of the two of them.

"Ze, this is for you."

"Ze also brought gifts?" Zea received it with a sparkle.

"of course. Ze is also Papa and Mommy's favorite. Which may not be bought."

"Thank you Mother" said Zea, hugging Syma.

Ceyda noticed the warmth that enveloped her family. Something he himself did not expect would feel this kind of happiness. Where all his children and grandchildren gathered with him in old age.

A drop of tears, now it just fell. How happy and spacious the old woman's heart was, seeing her son and daughter-in-law getting along well and always peaceful.

'Do what I have done, so that you grant all my prayers, Yes Robb... '

"I'm happy for Mrs Ceyda. Finally you gather again and feel the warmth of the family full of joy." Mina who had heard Ceyda mutter, immediately replied without the slightest awkwardness.

"Thank Mina. May blessings be with you."

"Aamiin's."

*****

"Aina's going to get married?"

"real darling. We must come early, to accompany him."

Zea nodded happily. Right now the little girl was sitting sweetly while being decorated by Mina. With hair wrapped in a simple hijab and a red ribbon underneath. And a little pink lip cream adorns her lips. Zea always whines for the polish, even though Ersad rejected it many times.

But even so Ersad also did not have the heart, which is why he bought a product that is safe for use by children his age.

As Ersad entered with Gokhan, Syma's forehead creased.

"Why is the jacket so thick, the suit so invisible?"

Ersad held back his eyes that were eager to twist. He just sighed while speaking. "Darling, it's cold outside. Gokhan is still very small. Why make him look attractive, but make him sick."

Realized that her husband was holding back in anger. Syma just nodded.

"All right."

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