
the rays of the day that crept through the glass wall of the plane made my deep sleep disturbed, I tried to turn my face in the opposite direction to the direction of the sunlight that dazzled the eyes, and I was still sleeping, trying to avoid the direct glare of the sunlight that hit my face, I still needed to rest, not because I was lazy but because I needed to
sleeping at dawn makes my head heavy and uncomfortable, I hope this is the last time I stay up all night, I need to fulfill my right, because this body is not mine, but it belongs to God whereas I only have the right to use this body, essentially my body needs rest, needs sleep at this time, this hour, this hour, and this very second unfortunately the bright rays of the day's eyes blocked my intention, Astaghfirullah
I re-raised the blanket to cover my face continuing my intention to go back to sleep, but this intention had to be delayed again for the umpteenth time when a hand blocked my hand and instead lowered back the blanket I held, ok this has started to be a little annoying
'Allahu Akbar, do not know what people sleepy....?' I cursed in my heart, wanting to curse directly but afraid of sin, knowing how it felt to be disturbed when again drowsiness after a night of not sleeping, 'it felt like trying to poke directly' the blood pressure rose, just like the feeling I was feeling right now
good for your own husband, try someone else.....?
"wake up, don't sleep anymore, we'll land in an hour, let's take a shower first, eat it out" Louis softly returned to disturb the tranquility of my nap, and then took a nap, and when I heard the word landing, I quickly opened my eyes
"still sleepy but where are we now......?" I asked curiously, I've been asking since last night and Louis has kept it a secret
"daddy's house, Italy" Louis said casually without knowing the effect of his words on me
this is the story we will visit my beloved in-laws while my condition that cannot even be said to be okay, Abaghfirullah, exchange also nih husband!
I quickly pulled out the blanket and jumped out of bed in a hurry and it succeeded in making my body look and almost kiss friendly with the floor of the plane
"subhanallah Zu, be careful" Louis helped me to stand up and support my body so as not to return to the breech I fully leaned my body on Louis, I felt my body limp without energy, I felt my body go weak, I think I need more food than a shower
"my body is limp" I complained to him in a whining tone, even I almost cried because of it, my legs were shaking from running out of energy even just to support my body
Louis swiftly helped me and took me in his arms to the bathroom, only this time I was so grateful to have a thin body, it does not mean I am not grateful to have a body like this, he said, I am always grateful for this favor of God, a complete and healthy body, Alhamdulillah, but sometimes there are times when I hope to have a body that is a little contained so as not to look too much like a junior high school child, what's more when filling out the study I even look like a child who tries to teach adults, sometimes it feels funny, sometimes it's a little annoying
my daydream of the beautiful view of the earth seen from a height had to stop as Louis' big hand clasped mine and led me to the door of the plane, knowing that we would soon reach the goal of making my stomach mule instantly, I knew Mommy and Daddy were very kind and would accept me with open arms and warm hugs, even Louis' sister was, too, but what makes me nervous and a little afraid is his extended family, Grandma, Aunt, Uncle, and others..? added to the fact that I don't speak Italian...? roman Language...? I can't even tell the difference between Spanish, Italian and Portuguese, in my ears they sound the same, so what's my fate....?
"Albi, relax ok" Louis' big hand that enveloped my hand gave a gentle sweep to the back of my open hand, as if he wanted to give me peace, she said, conveying in silence that everything would be fine while there he was beside me
it calmed me down a bit, but not after we got off the plane that landed right on top of a wide-ranging helipad, presents a green expanse that cools the eyes with sturdy shade trees neatly lined up on his left right, a very wide field even many times that of a football field, which is very large, my eyes widened in horror at something that was currently in front of my eyes, I even almost dropped my jaw from being so shocked, only this time I believed about the rich man and his madness, he said, this is called the "madness of haqiqi"
right in front of my eyes now stands a magnificent building of a house, is not it, this is not a name house there is a house as big and grand as this, mansion....? this also seems not to be the mansion in my eyes this looks more like a palace, a neat row of buildings towering the sky with a sturdy roof that is aligned between one building with another building, which is also a building, they even built an archway whose supporting pillars stood high-handed, deeply reflecting the decency, grandeur, luxury and arrogance of course!
my knees shook with fear that gripped my mind and my heart grew bigger and bigger, no I was no longer afraid of facing Louis's extended family, I was more afraid when I found out about the magnitude of the responsibility Louis was going to shoulder, how he was going to explain to his family about Islam and the laws of property, he said, how will he explain to his family about other obligations that exist in Islam, about zakat and others, even if they are Islam, even though I myself am not sure
o Allah how could this calamity fall right on my husband's shoulders....? although I had actually expected that the Louis family would be very different from my family but I never expected the condition to be as chaotic and crazy as this, she said, the island that should be public property they have privately.....? all this....? "crazy" is just this word that comes to my mind to represent all that is presented before me
"Zu, are you okay...?" Louis asked in a soft tone when he saw that my condition was not okay, how could I be fine if I saw the scary thing presented clearly before my eyes....? this is even more terrifying than facing an arrogant person who likes to show off property, at least their property is an asset that is allowed to be privately owned according to the Islamic point of view, but a silent rich person, he said, he's a real rich guy, they play behind the scenes, they don't care about the rules, with taxes and other obligations they have to pay, their property is not recorded in the state files, they have their own system, no wonder they are able to control assets that should even be public rights, and even crazier they are able to intervene in the policies of a country, there are even some of them who make rules in the laws of a country, he said, especially in the economic and political spheres and this is the thing I fear the Louis family will do the most
"no, I'm not" I shook my head slowly, I already had no energy even just to tell Louis about my fear, my hand tightly grasped Louis's hand as if asking for help to get Louis to take me away from here this very second
"it's ok, I'm with you" either Louis understands my real fear or he just tries to calm me down because he thinks I'm scared and nervous to meet his family....? I don't know
we stepped closer to the Louis family who were waiting for us, but I stopped my steps before we even made it half way, when an adorable little boy ran towards us and called Louis Daddy
"Daddy, man,... Daddy, am,..... Daddy"
hearing that my knees were instantly limp and I even felt my body lose energy instantly, my body was parched before then hitting something hard and warm, I fell down and Louis caught me in his arms before my body hit the floor, my eyes blurred with a flash of Louis calling my name in panic, only this time I saw a change in his facial expression, and I didn't like the change, I'd rather see Louis's expressionless face as usual than have to look at it like this, my gaze blurred before it was completely blackened and darkened, I fell into a quiet and desolate darkness