My Imam, Surgaku
(16). Husain that..

Because my mother is not forever changed,

and I'm still faithfully celebrating the heartbreak of losing her.

Azalea closed her novel book after reading the closing qoutes of the novel. Nice novel. The message conveyed nicely to each reader. There were even many lessons that Azalea could take from the novel she had just read.

The woman closed her eyes for a moment. Inhaling the aroma of coffee that emanates from the steeping of coffee belonging to a friend beside him. Quite calming when the mind is complicated.

Their door opened. The figure of the assistant of the superior walked firmly towards the Azalea table in the corner close to the window that immediately described the atmosphere of the city streets.

Tok.dok..

The 32-year-old man tapped his finger on the table Azalea still faithfully closed his eyes while leaning on the back of his chair.

"Excuse me, Ms. Azaleas."

When the call was spoken, Azalea realized that someone was standing next to her desk.

"Ah sorry, Mr. Ameer. Can I help you?" asked Azalea politely.

The man that Mr. Ameer called Azalea just shook his head. Ameer came a long way from the 5th floor of the 3rd floor just to get the boss' message across.

"I want to give this to Ms. Azaleas."

All the employees of the fashion division who were in the room then whispered - whispered teasing Azalea. For approximately 2 years Azalea worked at AH Fashion, never even though Azalea was rumored to be close to other employees. And this is the first time Azalea has been seen interacting with the opposite sex in addition to work.

"Don't misunderstand me. This is from one of the Nn's families. Azaleas. They left it to me to give it to Ms. Azalea." said Ameer clarified in a loud voice. Afraid that later there would be cheap gossip spread throughout the office and ended up in the ears of the superior who was none other than the husband of Azalea. If that happens, end Ameer's history.

"Yes, Mr. Ameer. Thanks."

"Same - same."

Ameer immediately stepped out of the fashion division room after slightly bowing her body to the employees in the room.

The paperbag that Ameer gave her, Azalea opened with curiosity. Who would have thought - a kind person who gave him a gift - just.

"Red velvet cake, boba brown sugar and mineral water." murmured Azalea.

On top of the box containing red velvet cake there is a sticky note. In a hurry and curious, Azalea took the sticky notes.

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You cannot accept more than one heart.

Fuck his brother, brother,

Enough of one, though,

You're a.

So, don't be jealous, my lil wife.

As beautiful as any female coworker I meet, you are still prettier!

Don't forget to eat! I Miss so bad, sweetie.

Don't be naughty. I'm watching you!

Azzam Gibran Al - Husain.^^^

^^^Your beloved husband♡^^^

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Azalea blushed in shame. The corner of her lips trembled wanting to publish a sweet smile. But considering that he was still in the office area, Azalea held him back with all her might.

Sweet of her husband.

Only this time Azalea was treated very special and special by the opposite sex. Previously, in the mind of Azalea never terbesit the slightest desire to be a candidate companion Husain who is predicted is one of the perfect men on the face of this earth.

But it turns out that God's plan is far more beautiful than Azalea's shadow.

Her husband was loving, full of tenderness, and priest-able once to a mummified like Azalea.

In fact, Husain's love language so far is physical touch, act of service, quality time, receiving gifts and word of affirmation. How can all love languages be carried out by Husain. While most men only have a minimum of two to three love languages.

Come to think of it, Husain was too perfect for the mediocre Azaleas. If described, maybe Husain has many points of excellence compared to Azalea.

But Husayn, Husayn never berated or even judged Azalea with what he could not do.

...-- HUSAYN AND AZALEA---...

The activity that Azalea did before returning home from work was to perform Ashar prayers at the office mosque. It was done Azalea because if something happened to him in the street later, or even God arrived - suddenly called him on the way home, Azalea at least had prepared his provisions for the end.

The world is sunnah, but the Hereafter is obligatory!

"Assalamu'alaikum warahmatullah."

"Assalamu'alaikum warahmatullah."

The voice of the man who became the prayer priest echoed in the office musholah. Saying a greeting sign ends the Ashar prayer movement they do.

Azalea smiled warmly. There is a sense of pride when it comes to knowing who is their congregational prayer priest.

"MasyaAllah, very lucky to be his wife Mr. Husain," whispered the employees beside Azalea.

"Yes, really. If you remember Mr. Husain was married I felt heartbreak again," said next to him.

In Azalea's heart gave thanks. He was Allah's direct choice to accompany Husain in the world and ishaAllah also accompanied Husayn in his paradise Allah.

Since marrying Husayn, Azalea has received many lessons for the world and the hereafter. One of them is the sentence when Husain invites Azalea to perform mandatory prayers. The sentence is simple but able to slap the ego of Azalea and draw sharp Azalea heart. The words are like this...

'The prayer was not long. Just until he died. If he dies tomorrow, the prayer is over'.

The world is a tired place. When you go home, you are tired of missing. Therefore, now you must be tired of pursuing the Hereafter, so that later there will be greeted with respect.

Must have been in our minds about 'what is the purpose of our lives?'.

The answer is clear. Even very clear. Only fools don't understand it.

If anyone asks what is the purpose of our life?, you can answer with...

'Inna sholati vanusuki wamahyahya wamamati lilbirahobbil 'alaamiin' which means, 'Verily my prayer, my worship, my life, and my death are only for Allah, Lord of the universe'.

So from now on, do not ever think to leave the prayer even for a day".

"Why smile at yourself? You're thinking about brother again, aren't you?"

The heavy but heartwarming voice of anyone who listened to him sounded aloud in Azalea's ears.

Buru - buru Azalea. And it turns out that Azalea's guess was right. Her husband was already sitting sweetly facing towards her with a shady look and a warm smile typical of Husain once.

"You were thinking, brother, huh? Until a smile - a smile so," ledek Husain.

Not to be ashamed, Azalea then dodged.

"No. Ih Abang pd very, very, very,"

"Well, it's reality" said Husain.

Azalea ignored Husain because he was busy regulating his heartbeat due to the loving face of Husain. Instead of him fused with the floor because it serves Husain who seems to be - so if in ladeni, better Azalea fold the face that is still installed neatly on his body.

"My dear, my love, answered dong," seduced Husain.

"Die them, deh,"

Husain chuckled at the plot from his wife. Instead of being afraid, Husayn became angry with Azalea. Even Husain no longer care where they are, he still launched his action to steal a kiss on the sweet lips of his wife.

- To Be Continue -