Not Laila Majnun
Doni

After cleaning up Lukman saw his wife sitting at the dresser like she was making a video call with someone. He didn't come to her immediately but tried to hear their conversation.

"Sister... Brother is healthy right? Why don't you ever call me now"

"Heath Alhamdulillah. Your brother is busy. It's harvest season here. Later if there is a time for sure Lukman called you"

"You guys are okay, right?" Ask Doni across the country.

"good. All good"

"So don't act weird! Don't make your brother angry. My sister should remember everything. Because our brother can be like this"

"Sister knows and will never forget. What are you there again?" Tanya Laila switched the conversation so that she would no longer talk about her husband.

"So I remember not knowing anything and sinning often. It was my brother who helped me, who helped us to remember God." His sister even preached.

"It is Who has taught us how to worship, saving us from future sins and mistakes. If not for brother maybe we are still wallowing with sin brother....!" Doni was judging his brother.

Laila remembered everything and confirmed what her sister had said. Her tears fell unbearably. She sobbed to hear her only sister who defended her husband more than she who was her biological brother.

"Don...!" Lukman, who had heard their conversation, showed his face on camera on his shoulder.

"How dare he threaten my wife...." Lukman said, kissing his wife's cheek, then hugging and wiping away the tears that soaked the wife's cheek. Lukman crouched down and hugged Laila. The mother of Labib shed the sorrow that for the past two months has stifled her chest, gnawed at her soul and disturbed her sleep.

"Bang, you're healthy, right?" Tanya Doni looks very happy to see her brother-in-law. The brother he was always proud of everyone.

"What kind of sister are you? To make my wife cry like this?" Lukman asked as if rebuking his sister-in-law when in fact he was scolding himself. It is not unknown that the wife often cries at night and pretends as if everything is normal when dealing with her. It was just that he was still stubborn and maintained his ego.

Bang....!" Call Doni again.

"Hum....?"

"If my brother is naughty, punish him. I'm willing!" Said Doni which actually made the corner of his heart feel guilty. Her sister-in-law believed more in her words and trusted her than she heard her brother.

Tok tok tok tok

"Bun..sister nangis said to pee but wanted to be ushered the same mother...!" Latif who was in front of the door raised his voice.

Lukman opened the door of his room and saw his eldest son tal indifferent to him. He was only focused on seeing his mother who was still sitting in front of his screen.

"Hallo Latif...!"

"Of...." Answer Latif flat only.

"Good..." Answer Latif.

"Uughh cute really ponakan this om... Even more handsome" said Doni remains cheerful despite not getting a similar response.

"Abang wants to sleep first om, tomorrow wants to go to school. It's fine there!" He said while struggling to go make Doni's mouth gaping, not believing in his vision if there are creatures that age that have behaved like adults.

"Cool is really pounding me..." Doni.

"Like father like son" Lukman replied.

"Hem. Lala's sister's face was all that..." Said Doni again.

"When to go home? He said he wants to go home this year and help his brother?"

"Just a moment bang. My contract expires in November but I'm likely to be home by the end of the year"

After talking to Doni, Lukman came out of his room to his son's room. It turned out that his wife had been sleeping cuddling with her second son. He walked out of the house to get some fresh air. Sitting on the porch smoking a cigarette the last few days are always in his pants pocket.

He smoked a cigarette deeply and then exhaled it through his nose and smoke billowed in front of his face.

"Not slept?" Suddenly, Alif was in front of him.

"Not yet bang.." Lukman replied.

Bang Alif was sitting in a chair about 100s away from where he was sitting. They both look forward to the leaves and trees as well as the musholla that became the view in front of their homes. The two were silent to each other making the atmosphere of the cold night even more quiet.

"Laila allowed me polygamy" Lukman said. "When I have no intention at all" he continued.

Bang Alif did not immediately answer, he waited for Lukman to finish the story but Lukman only repeatedly sighed. He was already late in the game he created and even had fun with Septi. Take her out, eat together, shop and buy her gifts that she just realized should be Laila who gets her attention.

"Man, you may have forgotten that the woman was made from a man's rib. His place on the left is close to the heart of the heart not only to be adored and praised but to be loved and protected. They have nine passions and have only one sense, so they often think irrationally relying only on emotions and hearts. Because of this, women often like something that is actually useless but can make them happy. Jewelry, dolls, flowers and such like we think men are useless but they are very happy if they get a gift from a person in love. We are created with one lust and nine minds. We are always looking for solutions to the problems we face. Unlike the women who only need an ear to tell stories and ask to be heard to shed sadness. Need a chest for a place to complain and cry while the solution is a later affair. Especially when they were angry what his mouth said was not what his heart wanted. Only from njeplak. If Laila told you to get out of the room and not bother her, it would be the opposite of what her heart wanted. Actually, he's waiting behind the door. Want to be persuaded and seduced. Likewise, when he tells you to look for honey for himself, it means he is hesitating about your love. He may want to hear your love statement more often. Like the words I love you and all.

There was someone who had complained to sayyidina Umar because he felt he did not love his wife and wanted to divorce her. Sayyidina Umar replied, "please love him!"

Same with love for God, we must also strive for it. With dhikr and tadarus are also other practices. Likewise, love for the wife must be grown in various ways because our intention when married is worship then we must succumb to get his heart.

Father gave you the name Lukmanul judge because he wanted his son to be a good example for his family like Lukmanul the judge told by the Qur'an" Bang Alif patted Lukman on the shoulder, who lowered his head and left the man alone.

Lukman rubbed his hot eyes. He shed tears realizing his stupidity.