Not Struggled (R4)
BDJ 91: NEW FEELINGS
BDJ 91: NEW FEELINGS
“Zaujati (my wife).”
Women with syar’I clothes who are serving warm tea and some types of sweet snacks that jack up. She looked at her husband, who had been talking to his old friend Nichole. Who else.
“Sit here. Nichole wants to leave.”
Alea nodded. She took a position near her husband. Face to face with Nichole. Beautiful Indonesian half and Belgian half women who seem to be preparing to leave.
“Send my apologies to Aunt Gea, because I couldn't stay for long. My pick-up is waiting at the airport.”
“Hm.”
Nichole smiled at Nathan's brief response. As if to know if “hm” is the response that will come out of the man's mouth. He then moved from his position, without any intention to enjoy a little tea and snacks that Alea had difficulty serving.
“If you have free time on the tenth, three months from now, take a little time to attend my engagement event on the island of Gods.”
“God willing,” replied Nathan and Alea simultaneously. It made them look at each other, look at each other and then create a smile on each other's lips.
Nichole who saw that also smiled faintly. “May your marriage be long last until you age together.”
“Amin Yes Rabb.”
Again, Nathan and Alea answered simultaneously. It sparked a small laugh from Nichole.
“Really, you guys are a very compatible couple in my opinion.” Nichole said after her laughter unraveled. He then grabbed his Dior slim bag, because he had to leave immediately. “I go first. See you next time, sweet couple. Never forget me.”
Although the words of farewell sound normal in the ear, if not carefully examined there will be a different meaning. For Alea, it seemed for some reason as if there was a hidden meaning in the sentence Nichole threw before leaving. As a woman and a wife, her instincts have doubled getting stronger.
After Nichole left, Alea and Nathan went back to their room together—more precisely Nathan's room. Inside the medium-sized room dominated by black, gray, and white paint, Alea seemed to be more reserved. Since entering the room, he immediately took a sitting position on the bed, then focus on reading one of the Islamic books with the title of groups of advice of the Prophet for women by Ustadz Asrifin An Nakhrawie, S.Ag.
The book contains the advice of the Prophet for women ranging from how to dress, housekeeping, advice about marriage, and other advice.
Alea had just arrived in chapter three when the husband came closer in clothes that had already been changed into home clothes. However, Alea who was focusing on reading the chapter with the title ‘advice of the Prophet around marriage’ was unaware when the husband was already nearby.
“Do not choose wrong husband.”
Alea who heard that was a small serighfar, then raised his gaze. “What's up, Mas?”
“No. I'm just reading the subtitles of the page you're reading. He said do not choose the wrong husband, under him there is even a history of Nasai and Ibn Sa’ad who said that a husband is heaven as well as hell for a wife.”
Nathan sat himself next to his wife. From here, he could so easily stare at his beautiful wife who had become even more reserved since entering the room.
“What's up, Zaujati (my wife)? Do I have any wrong?”
Alea shook her head, then closed the book with the white and pink cover. “What Mas Nathan said is true. In this chapter the Prophet gives advice not to choose the wrong husband, because the husband is heaven as well as hell for a wife.”
Nathan raised his hand, grabbed one of the backs of his wife's hands. “I mean, am I wrong with you? so you're quiet like this?”
“….”
Nathan is sensitive to the mood of the wife, whereas all he can see is a pair of pretty eyes that have since shown a strange gurgle. Even without talking, Nathan knew that his wife was upset. The woman if she is upset, upset, angry, bad mood, tau feel uncomfortable, sometimes can be seen clearly.
“You are jealous Zaujati (my wife)?” after saying so, Nathan looked at his wife in full search. While the big fingers with a feeling of stroking the fingers of the wife. “You're jealous.”
“No,” sahut the wife. “I just want to rest.”
Seeing the wife's behavior that seems to limit the conversation between them, Nathan can be very sure if his wife is being.
Really so? If so, somehow Nathan feels very happy. During this time ‘kan who used to feel jealous only Nathan— when he saw the closeness of Alea with other men, for example Louis—this time in exchange, he could see the wife jealous. What a miracle of the world. Quickly enter the latest tail of Gunnes of Record.
This is the first time Nathan has faced a jealous woman. It's a bit confusing. Honestly, Nathan ‘kan indeed noob about women. Time yes had to ask first to his sister who was not familiar, because the experience of Gean was the champion.
“Zaujati (my wife),” call Nathan in a soft voice.
The wife is now lying on the bed. It still remains in a talkative mode that is starting to make Nathan flaky.
From the story of the Prophet he had read, the Prophet always had his own way of dealing with his wife who was jealous. In a statement it is mentioned that the Messenger of Allah holds the nose of Aisha, his wife, while saying. 'View ‘Uwaisy (small call of Aisha), say, ‘Yes Allah, Rabb Muhammad, forgive me my sin, say, remove the anger in my heart and save me from misleading slander.’
From the information, it can be described that the figure of the Prophet who relented and softened when facing his wife who was jealous, even angry. It aims to cool the heart, and make it feel calm.
If you stick to what the Prophet did, then there is one way Nathan can do it. After all, he could not long be silenced by the wife. One minute feels like a year. Then what if one day he passed without the attention of the wife?
Nathan then lies down on the bed. Alea happened to be lying on his right side, while Nathan was lying behind him. He then slowly carried his hands together to co-operate, persuading his wife.
“Wahai Zaujati (my wife), sorry if any of my actions have hurt your feelings. I never had any intention of doing that.”
Alea still did not flinch. However, Nathan could feel his wife's body not straining anymore, like the first time he tried to hug her from behind.
“I don't have any feelings for Nichole. If my closeness to Nichole makes my wife's heart restless, then I'm to blame here.” Nathan let out a small breath as he tightened his embrace.
“It's only natural that you feel jealous to see Nichole so close to me. But we have no feelings. Once, Nichole once said she was interested in me. However, the Rosary he always carries everywhere makes him realize that we are not destined to be together.”
Alea slowly moved, facing towards the husband. There was a clear flash in both of his eyeballs. Seeing that, Nathan felt a tightness in his chest. Alea crying?
“Sorry, Zaujati (my wife). Sorry if our friendship hurt your feelings so much. But really, we are just regular friends.”
Alea shook her head. He then raised one hand to touch the tail of his eye. “This is the first time I've felt, Mas.”
“Hm?”
“Jealous you said,” said Alea. “I just found out that this kind of feeling is called. I suddenly felt annoyed for no reason, even worried. Wallahi, this is such a taboo feeling.”
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