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Chapter 26.
Arkha was at the rooftop of the hotel where he was staying. One hand held a cigarette that was half-living. He seemed to be smoking in that cigarette. Then he breathed the smoke out of his nose. Even the last puff of smoke he exhaled through his breath looked so heavy.
His heart is so weak. He was so lonely, he was so devastated since coming home from Korea. He even stared at one face on his phone. The face of a woman who has a V-shaped chin, white skin, neckline, nose pointed, small face.
"Selena, you are indeed more beautiful than Zhafirah. But your morals are far below Zhafirah. He never humbled me. Even if he never raised his voice in front of me." Arkha.
When he wants to go back he enjoys his cigarettes. He saw that there was no one in his cigarette box. He also dialed the 'delete' button for all Selena photos he had chosen. Even the female contact was removed. It's been two months, Arkha's been blocked by Selena. Since the incident in Korea. No communication, no meetings. Arkha left the rooftop after feeling better. Arkha seems to be trying to be normal at breakfast. He even pulled a chair right next to Zhafirah.
Zhafirah tried to win his heart. He served Arkha well.
"What would you eat?" Ask Zhafirah.
"Fried rice only if there is." Arkha.
He saw some paper on the table Zhafirah. He turned to Zhafirah who was taking Fried Rice on the menu table. Arkha glanced back at the note. One handwriting made Arkha curious. He pulled a little bit of the paper until it was clearly visible that the handwriting was written by Zhafirah.
{Mu Mu’tiah. How I'm not envious. Sayyidah Fatimah Az Zahra even cried after meeting you. Can I learn from the first woman to enter heaven after Ummahatul Mukminin after his wives Prophet Muhammad.}
Arkha was stunned staring at Zhafirah's handwriting on the back of the paper. There seems to be water. Arkha did not know if the former water droplets were the tears of a wife who felt no direction. Where she would go when her husband was cold, indifferent. While he is obliged to respect, love and give peace and happiness to the husband.
Arkha who saw Zhafirah returned. He quickly turned the paper. Then he enjoyed the plate of fried rice.
"Tomorrow morning may be finished. It's a new second season in Korea." Zhafirah said when she saw her husband finished eating.
"Yes. I'm only one month away. I couldn't have left my job long ago. Moreover, the economic condition of our country seems to be in recession." Arkha.
Some cameras often take their photos secretly for the benefit of the news being uploaded. Lately, the presence of Zhafirah and Arkha in the entertainment world is able to make women lovers of drakor turn to them. Because for netizens, Arkha and Zhafirah are matching figures with almost no gaps. So the pair communicate always seem to whisper when they do it to look okay.
Arkha who just went around with Zhafirah. At night, the filming location where Arkha had to hold Zhafirah. There the hearts of a couple were both pounding. Even the director and some of the crew were made to shake. Zhafirah and Arkha look like newly married people. It is exactly like in the novel Charm Ayra Khairunisa when Bram holds Ayra by the beach.
"OK! Sip!" Saying wrong to the director. He was also satisfied with the conversation. Mimik face is also body language a husband and wife pair that looks so animating. They did not know that it was really the moment Zhafirah was waiting for. Despite the touch that Arkha gives in front of the camera and acts as Ayra. He felt happy, like drinking water in the middle of the desert and under the hot sun.
When you arrive in the room. Zhafirah was lying on the sofa. He was so tired today. Arkha just glanced. He also focused on his phone.
He noticed his social media pages filled with photos and videos of himself with Zhafirah. At once he remembered a name that Zhafirah noted in his book earlier. Arkha's thumb typed the name Umm Mu'tiah. And an article appeared that showed the story of a woman named Mu'tiah.
Arkha read the article. The two neutrals shed tears. How not to shed tears. She felt ashamed, sad after reading the story. If Sayyidah Fatimah wept because she knew the reason for the first woman to enter heaven after the Prophet's wife, she was of the ordinary class. But his example in serving and filial to the husband is what makes him the first woman to enter heaven after the Prophet's Wife.
Arkha's thumb paused as he savored word for word, paragraph after paragraph.
A story where an ordinary woman named Mu’tiah. Kala Sayyidah Fatimah asked the Prophet “Who was the first woman to enter heaven after the wives of the prophet.”
Then the Prophet called a name. “Ummu Mu’tiah.”
Curious about what the ordinary woman was doing, to get the glory of entering heaven after the wives of the prophet. Sayyidah Fatimah is looking for the existence of a woman named Mu’tiah. For days he went around Medina looking for the whereabouts of the figure. Until finally Sayyidah Fatimah got the address information that turned out to be in the suburbs. After asking permission from her husband, Sayyidah Fatimah went to invite Hasan to marry to the woman's house.
That morning, when Sayyidah Fatimah said her greetings and salutations were answered. Sayyidah Fatimah was not immediately accepted even though she knew that the one who came was the daughter of the Prophet. He asked if Sayyidah Fatimah was alone or with whom. Sayyidah Fatimah replied that she had come with her son Hasan.
God has promised heaven to those who worship and keep all His commandments. Sayyidah Fatimah Az-zahra was the favorite daughter of the Prophet. Although the daughter of an Apostle, Fatimah was not spoiled, she had a noble character. Fatimah is known as a simple woman, patient, steadfast, and obedient to God. But Umm Mu’tiah replied that she could not open the door for Sayyidah Fatimah because she had not obtained permission from her husband to receive male guests. Her husband is not home.
Arkha glanced at Zhafirah who had been sealed under his blanket. Sayyidah Fatimah said that her son was still a child. But Umm Mu’tiah said that Hasan was still a boy even though he was a child. Finally Umm Mu’tiah asked Sayyidah Fatimah to Return again tomorrow. A similar incident happened back when Sayyidah Fatimah came. Umm Mu’tiah Back can not open the door for his guests. Because Sayyidah Fatimah this time came with her two sons. Hasan and Husein. And that made him not dare to open the door for Sayyidah Fatimah. Because he only got permission to receive a male guest, Hasan. Fatimah also understood if it was in accordance with what her father had taught her that she did not allow a wife to enter a man into her home when her husband was not at home and without her husband's permission.
Sayyidah Fatimah thought how noble this woman was, she was so obedient to the teachings of Raysulullah and so tawadhu to her husband. Both of Arkha's eyes looked at Zhafirah who looked so calm and comfortable sleeping on the sofa.
Arkha continued reading the story.
On the third day, Sayyidah returned to Umm Mu’tiah's house. Looks neat house, even Umm Mu’tiah wear the best clothes and fragrant, and at that time the husband came home. There are the tears of Arkha Bagaskara. He shed tears not because of the story alone, but he saw his wife who tried to carry out what Umm Mu’tiah did. What the Prophet taught his daughter and Umm Mu’tiah did. It makes Sayyidah Fatimah so amazed at ordinary women named Mu’tiah. Umm Mu’tiah prepared a dress, led her husband, and Arkha's tears completely soaked her cheeks. He remembers the days he was well served by Zhafirah and the last sentence when Zhafirah was willing to be in honey if indeed he as a wife was unable to make himself a happy husband.
Umm Mu’tiah after her husband ate, she gave a cammbbuuk to the husband.
“Oh my husband, all day I've been making food and drinks in front of you. If you do not like the food I make, then cammbbuuklah me.”
When I got to this section Arkha closed his phone. If Sayyidah Fatimah just went home crying because she was happy. That's because he got the answer to his question. The practice of an ordinary woman who enters the gates of heaven by whichever door she pleases.
At once Zhafirah's words were ringing in Arkha's ears.
“Okay, I won't sue you. If Selena was a girl or a widow. Then marry her. I'm ready, I'm willing in honey. But she's a wife of a man…. I don't want you to cheat. Look for another woman, who may be just as beautiful as Selena. Which might make you happy. That can make you look excited again. Your days these two months have no meaning. My honeymoon is not the wife of people.”
Arkha looked at Zhafirah with tears on his cheeks.
"I'm sorry Zha, you are a woman of heaven, but you will be able to stand by my side if you know what really happened to me Zha. I am the luckiest man to have your wife. But holding you by my side is the same as torturing you Zha.... Fly away... The flying... I'll give you wings to fly high and find your happiness." Arkha said in his heart as he approached towards Zhafirah.
"Goup."
One kiss Arkha landed on the forehead of his wife who was sleeping. He even brought Zhafirah's body to bed. Zhafirah who was so tired and had just taken paracetamol because she felt a little unwell, she did not feel if at that time she was being carried by her husband. Arkha laid Zhafirah's body on the bed. He was covered in Zhafirah, he stroked the head of the wife. The wife who has beauty is also heart. That night Arkha even slept on the sofa. He let Zhafirah sleep on the bed. In the morning Zhafirah was shocked to find herself sound asleep on the bed, while her husband slept on the couch curled up.
"Astaghfirullah's... Bye, Arkha...." Said Zhafirah as she opened her eyes and looked at Arkha sleeping on the Sofa.