My Ustadz My Husband
Part 15 - Flashback
Khadijah who saw Bilal was still asleep immediately crawled up to the bed and shook his body to wake up, but he had woken up many times but Bilal always said 5 minutes more and 5 minutes more.
"Let's get up, Mas. Tania is waiting"
"Okay, Khadijah. I'm sleepy, cancel it"
"But I promised you I'd meet Tania "
"But I didn't say today, did I?" Bilal pulled a roll and hugged her. Making Khadijah even more upset, he pulled the bolster out of the hands of Bilal who held him.
"Yes yes, after all you are strange, outside the same, usually the husband who made his wife in order to get married again, this is even behind him "
"Because out there, she's perfect, Mas. don't like me..."
"Shhhtt" Bilal immediately got up and sat opposite Khadija, he cupped his wife's cheek "In this world there are no perfect men, but to me, you have become a perfect wife "
"The wife who is not able to give offspring and is dying...."
"Khadija...." Bilal stared intently at Khadijah, hundreds of times he asked Khadijah not to talk about it "Yes already, Mas shower first, Dzuhur prayer only after that we go, okay?"
"Key..."
Bilal got out of bed and went to the bathroom, while Khadijah made up his bed.
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Bilal and Khadijah get out of the car, and enter Restaurant Al Ajwad. There, Khadijah saw a girl wearing a veil waving towards him.
"Mas there.." exclaimed Khadijah and pulled Bilal who was walking lazily. After arriving at the table, the woman lowered her head, glanced at Bilal at a glance then looked at Khadijah "his long wait, Tania? Sorry, the road was jammed"
"What's up, Khadijah. I also just arrived" Khadija and Bilal were sitting in front of Tania.
"Mas, this is Tania. He is a recorder of the Quran"
"Hm may Allah bless him" Bilal said, looking in another direction.
"God willing." replied Tania softly.
"Do you know why Khadijah asked us to meet?"
"I know, Khadijah has told me everything, for me marriage is worship, there is no problem being a second wife, as long as we are all just as happy with it and can live in harmony. God willing, God will place us in His heaven"
Bilal was quite impressed to hear Tania's answer, but his heart was not satisfied, whatever the circumstances of Khadija, not one bit terbesit in his mind to marry again. Khadijah and Tania talked about some very unattractive things in Bilal's hearing, he noticed the surroundings, because sitting by the window, Bilal could see out the restaurant.
And on every road there, Bilal saw a blind woman who was looking for her fallen wand. Bilal was about to stand up and approach her, but when a girl came and helped her, she seemed to whisper something before handing over her wand. The woman smiled as if she was happy with what the girl said. Bilal's gaze followed where the girl was going, he crossed the street and then the girl waved at someone. Before long 3 street children approached the girl, they seemed to talk, then the girl brought the child into the restaurant.
Looking at the girl up close, Bilal's heart was racing like the end of a running race. The girl was sitting at a table not far from Bilal. Ordering food and looking familiar to the boy.
"Our food has come" Khadija exclaimed but Bilal did not respond, still stunned at the girl who was laughing, making her look very beautiful.
khadijah who realized Bilal did not hear him, he followed Bilal's direction and then he looked back at Bilal and the girl took turns.
Khadija did not like Bilal to look at the girl as if stunned by her.
"Yes..." Khadijah pulled Bilal's sleeve and Bilal returned to his consciousness.
"Yeah... Why?" He asked with an expression like a thief caught red-handed while stealing.
"Why attention from earlier?" Bilal just shook his head then started eating his food, but he could not help but look at the girl, Bilal again glanced at her and saw they were eating too. The girl looked very cheerful, making Bilal unintentionally squint his smile.
After finishing eating, Khadijah immediately took Bilal home, but the girl was still there, and Bilal still wanted to see her, but he could not do anything.
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Khadijah woke up in the middle of the night thirsty, he was surprised when he did not find Bilal next to him, he checked the clock on his phone, still at 1 o'clock, he was surprised, he went down and checked Bilal in Musholla beside the living room. It turns out that Bilal was performing night prayers there, Khadijah felt a little surprised, because usually Bilal will pray at 3 pm. Khadijah went back to his room and went back to sleep.
The next day, he and Bilal went to the boutique because Khadijah felt that he had not shopped for a long time.
"Mas... This one's good, isn't it?" Khadija showed a green-colored robe that looked very good, Bilal again did not respond and his gaze was straight ahead there, he did not even blink a bit. Khadijah followed Bilal's line of sight, and he was shocked.
"The girl again "thinks her. The girl along with a middle-aged woman was also picking some clothes.
"The girl is beautiful yes" cried Khadijah with a sour face. Bilal who heard that, immediately turned his gaze on his wife.
"This shirt is great. The color fits in your skin" exclaimed Bilal wrong behavior.
"If the girl..." Khadijah pointed at the girl with his chin
"meaning?" ask Bilal pura not understand
"He's beautiful huh? Still young again"
"You are, what are you talking about" cried Bilal with a reddened face.
"Mas from yesterday saw him continue"
"I think we should go home, I still have a lot of work" elak Bilal. He immediately came out after giving his credit card to Khadijah "i'll wait in the car" he said later.
Making Khadijah more and more burned by the fire of jealousy, if Bilal had no feelings for the girl, why did he avoid, he thought.
In the evening, Khadijah woke up again, and once again he did not find Bilal beside him, he saw that the clock was still showing at half-time.
Khadijah again checked Bilal to Musholla, and Bilal was praying there, Khadijah increasingly confused, did Bilal not sleep?
As he was about to return to his room, he heard Bilal praying. Khadijah also abandoned his intention, he again approached Musholla and listened to Bilal's prayer which seemed very deep.
"It is this self that cannot keep my sight, O Rabb... Forgive me for betraying my wife... Forgive me for not forgetting that girl, every time I close my eyes, her face is always in my mind, her smile is always present in my memory. Every time I remember it, my heart beats faster, what do I have to do so I can erase it from my mind? I couldn't even sleep because I kept thinking about the girl.
Yes Rabb... Truly this heart is yours, You have the right to put anyone there, but I only want my wife in this heart, because that is my duty as her husband.... has entered my heart without my permission, without having the right to be there.
Khadijah fell limp on hearing Bilal's prayers and heart. His heart seemed to stop beating, his blood seemed to freeze and he felt tightness in his chest.
Accept the fact that her husband has fallen in love with another woman.
Khadijah felt his heart ache and pain, pain that he had never felt before.
Even on the night of the following night, Khadijah always did not find Bilal beside him, when he looked for him to Musholla, Bilal was always there, with the same reason.
khadijah's heart ached so much to see Bilal's love for the girl he had only seen twice. The sincerity and seriousness of Bilal in praying to God to remove the girl from his heart, is a testament to the great love of Bilal to the girl.
Even so, not a single bit of attention and affection that Bilal showed to Khadijah reduced what else changed. Bilal still behaves like a husband who loves his wife very much, Khadijah knows, it is not to puraan Bilal temple, it is how Bilal carries out his obligations.
And that, making Khadijah even more hurt, he realized, Bilal never really fell in love with him.
"Khadija... You want to go to the ceremony right now?" Khadijah who was sitting on the sofa turned his head and saw Bilal who had just come down from his room and he looked neat. Khadijah looked at Bilal.
"Oh my God, my husband never really loved me. I've been living in an imaginary world all this time "
"Usedition..." Bilal waved his hand in front of Khadijah's dreamy-looking face.
"Eh. Yes, my. Why?"
"I'm asking for help, okay?"
"Byeah, Mas. What would you like to ask for help?"
"Later before the taklim ceremony, you stop by the hotel Melati yes, right in the same direction. There's Abi's friend. Leave this to him, his name is Abdurahman. He lives in room 102" Bilal gives Khadijah a small bag.
"What's it say?"
"Book, Abi bought her for her friend, but now that Abi's out of town, she can't help herself"
"Hm okay."
"Yes already, I'm going first, baby. Take care not to forget to take the medicine, and do not be late to eat "Bilal kiss the temple Khadijah "Assalamualaikum "
"Waalaikumsalam" Khadijah looked at Bilal who was stepping out of his house. If it is as gentle and romantic as Bilal's treatment to him, who would have thought that it was just a duty not because of real love.
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Khadijah entered the hotel and looked for room 102, when he got there, he immediately knocked on the door, before long the door opened and a girl came out that made Khadija speechless a thousand languages looking at the girl.
"Yes? can I help you, Ma'am?" exclaimed the girl who saw Khadija was silent looking at him.
"Eh . yes... I'm looking for Uncle Abdurrahman, there's a package from mer.I mean from Kiai Khalil"
"Oh that way, Abi again out, Ma'am. Soon it must have come" Khadija looked at the girl from her toes to the tip of her head, making the girl move uncomfortable.
"Is there something wrong with my appearance?" the girl justifies her hijab.
"Ready..I meani...You ...What's your name?" ask Khadijah gerogi.
"I'm Asthma..."Asma reached out her hand, but Khadijah only looked at Asma's hand and did not immediately welcome her. Making Asma even more confused, he pulled his hand back.
"Are you Uncle Rahman's daughter?" Asthma frowned confused by Khadijah's question
"Yes, why, Mother?" Khadijah just shook his head. If Asma is a friend of Abi's Bilal. What does it mean that Bilal and the girl already know each other?
"Well, that's Abi coming" Abi Asma who had arrived at the door looked at Khadijah and smiled kindly at him "Bi, this child is looking for Abi" cried Asma.
"You must be Khadijah, right? bilal's wife?" Khadijah nodded and smiled a thin smile, while Asma had returned to his room "Let's go in first, son. There's my daughter and my wife inside"
"Thank you, Uncle. But I'm hunting, my friend's friend is waiting below. I was just told to drop this off" Khadija handed the bag to Abi Asma.
"Thank you, Khadijah"
"Uncle, may I ask you something?"
"Sure, what do you want to ask, son?"
"Emm Uncle's daughter is married?"
"Aspie?" Khadijah nodded slowly, but Abi Asma laughed.
"Not yet, he's still in school. Next year just graduated" hearing that, Khadijah ber Oh ria. it was painful to face the loved ones of her husband.
"Hm all right, I'll go first, Uncle"
"Thank you very much, Khadijah "
When Khadija stepped away, he turned back and called Abi Asma who was about to close the door.
"Who was Uncle's daughter's name?" ask her curious.
"Asma, Azzhra Asthma. Come on, stop by for a second, maybe you can talk"
"Maybe next time, Uncle"
"Tonight we have to go back to the village, son. May God bring us together again"
"The village?" ask Khadijah who thought they were from the city. Abi Rahman nodded.
"Yes, we are villagers, I went to Jakarta for attending a study"
Khadijah nodded his head in a nod hearing that, then he waltzed away, his heart felt a little relieved because it turned out that they were from outside the city, that means, Bilal is unlikely to meet him again, Bilal is not likely to see him again, and although Asma's parents and Bilal's parents were friends, it seemed that their children did not know each other.
Khadijah smiled with relief at his thoughts, he hoped Bilal could forget Asthma.
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Tbc...