
Nur accompanied Ayra in her room. Her mother-in-law was so pale that day. He had no idea what the mother of three was thinking. She guessed that Ayra was still thinking about her husband Ibrahim. In fact, Ayra is also worried about her Elders who have no news.
"Rest Nur. Mama's okay. Mama's just not feeling well." Ayra.
"Want to read Nur's reading? At least let the ones in Nur's fetus listen." Nur said to comfort Ayra. She knew that her mother-in-law was also a messenger of the Quran. That he saw when the mother-in-law sat in her study and Ayra read her words, the father-in-law looked at the Qur'an to read the wife.
So Nur remained patiently waiting at the Ayra residence for news of her husband. She had fallen in love with her mother-in-law who was so humble, so loving to her. Not to mention the couple-in-law always seemed harmonious and romantic. Two sisters-in-law who were also always paying attention to him. Even the family wa group where Nur just joined, Qiya and Ammar sometimes do not forget to encourage him to always be happy so that his fetus grows well.
Ayra also nodded. He patted the back of his daughter-in-law's hand. He was happy that one of his sons met a soul mate who also loved Allah and his Messenger by including the holy verses in him not only memorized but also applied them in his life.
After it was over for almost half an hour, Ayra asked Nur to stop. They also talked.
"Mama knows, when the newlyweds will be busy making out. Mas Ibra and I told each other who we loved before we got married. And Mas Ibra said he was so proud to be born from Mama's womb." Nur said while leaning his head on Ayra's arm. He sat down at Ayra's side. Because my mother-in-law asked for it. He knew that his daughter-in-law was not okay.
"Mas Ibra said, Mas Ibra rarely met with Mama. Because he's mooed from childhood. But Mama is always present when mas Ibra needs Mama. Though Mama was very busy in the company, taking care of the house as well as Mama's political career. Teach Nur to be a mother like Mama. So that Nur also idolized the children of Nur." Nur said to Ayra.
"No Nur... Your husband doesn't idolize Mama. But they actually idolized the greatest women who accompanied the Prophet. Mama can educate and raise them by learning from these great figures." Ayra.
"Mama Mai told Nur?" Nur said as he turned towards Ayra.
He was a little orphan so spoiled on the mother-in-law. Ayra's soul is so loving, making her daughter-in-law feel found the figure of the mother she missed since childhood.
Ya Ayra is the idolized figure of her three children. If the children of others will idolize Korean artists or others. Ayra's children idolized Ayra.
"Prophet Muhammad shalallahu alaihi wasallam is a prime example and especially in our religion. However, there are some exemplary women also in Islam. There are quite famous four. Sayyidah Khadijah bint Khawalid, Fatimah Az-Zahro daughter of Prophet Muhammad shalallahu alaihi wasallam, Asiyah wife of Fir'aun, and Maryam bint Imran." Ayra said while patting the back of Nur's hand which was above Ayra's thigh.
"Khadijah bint Khawalid, the first wife of the Prophet. Khadijah was the first to convert to Islam and always supported the Prophet in his preaching. The woman who was once called the queen of mecca for her success in trading gave all her wealth to the Husband. Even he was shunned by his friends for supporting the Prophet's preaching journey. Even during childbirth, there was no friend beside her except a servant who was always loyal to her. The rich woman just when she died, not a single shroud she had. Even the clothes worn at the time of death are seedy clothes with 83 patches." Ayra has always been unable to remember the heartbreaking struggle of every wife of the Prophet. She even felt ashamed as her people the Prophet but could not yet imitate what a wife behaved in support of her husband.
The tears of Ammar's mother had run down his cheeks.
"This is how she loves her husband. He did not even dare to ask for the turban that the Prophet used when receiving revelations to make his shroud. He was so afraid of the torture of the grave. So ask Father Fatimah who is none other than Prophet Muhammad shalallahu alaihi wasallam, so that he gives his torment. What a wife who always wants to make her husband happy is not asking to be happy by her husband." Ayra.
But suddenly the voice of the man who from yesterday afternoon was worried about Ayra actually continued the story of Ayra who was delayed.
"Then there was Asiyah bint Muzahim. She was the wife of Pharaoh, who, because of her obscurity, claimed to be a god. The great faith of Asiyah. To the extent that Asiyah had to withstand the weight of the rock hit under the scorching sun on the interduction of her own husband, Pharaoh. And it made Asiyah die with the power of her faith, she died smiling. However, Fir'aun considered him crazy because when tortured even smiled. I am so envious of this story, can I die in the power of faith." Said Ammar who from earlier listened to the voice of Nur teaching and his mother told me.
He could not bear to hear his mother crying so he entered without knocking on the mother's room because he knew there was Nur on Ayra's side.
Ammar sits on Ayra's left side. He kissed the back of Ayra's hand.
"I'm sorry Ammar worries Mama. Ammar's phone ran out of power yesterday. Ammar meant to make Mama worry." Ammar.
Ayra hugged Ammar like she missed him so much. The longing for Ibrahim was as if he had spilled on his eldest son.
"Sreet.." The sound of the chair being pulled by Bram.
"And Maryam bint Imran was the holy woman born of Jerusalem. She is a model woman who is immortalized her story in the Qur'an. She is the mother of Prophet Jesus. A noble woman who has no husband but children. She became pregnant directly through the intermediary of the angel Jibril.Disaat she was accused of m3Sum with men. Allah gave Irhas to Prophet Isa.Even the toughest test of Maryam was when Prophet Jesus was lifted up to heaven by Allah. And now... My wife don't cry anymore, don't worry anymore. Your eldest son has come home." Bram looked at Ayra.
Nur saw how her husband's family had such an amazing charm. He did not expect that Ammar whose appearance was far from the impression of religion could understand the story of one of the great women in his religion. Unlike Ammar, it is enough to see the way the husband dresses Nur already knows that her husband is a pious man.
"When did Fatimah Az-Zahra?" Nur asked looking at Ayra. Ayra embraced her daughter-in-law.
"He was a figure who easily gave up his property to be used in the way of Allah. Even Sayyidah Fatimah did not have proper clothes at home when there were guests coming. And therefore, the Prophet gave his robe to the princess to cover herself. Even the story of Sayyidah Fatimah's dowry which is very simple is also a proof of his adultery." Ayra said to Nur.
Ammar continues the story of the woman who was so admired by her sister Qiya.
"You know Nur, as a wife. He just does his homework. When he refined the wheat, the other hand carried his son. And the one that makes Qiya idolize Sayyidah Fatimah is that he still looks simple, with all the greatness and luxury of his soul. It would be fortunate for men if every wife would learn from the stories of great women as many tell."
As if Ayra is a solace when her child is difficult. The opinion giver when his son is worried. Ayra actually issued words that made Ammar speechless and fixated on remembering Alisha aka Arumi Mayang Dahayu.
"And the lucky wives also have husbands who are patient in educating their wives. If the husbands can be happy if they can imitate the morality of the wives of the Prophet and great women in his time. So the husbands should also be able to imitate the morality of the Prophet shalallahu alaihi wasallam in the household." Ayra said while pulling the corner of her lips. He is happy that his son is back in good health.
"Mama's right. I expected Arumi to be Sayyidah Fatimah. Am I capable of setting my heart like Sayidina Ali... Later tonight I'll ask Mama's opinion to propose to Arumi or forget her." Inner Ammar.
Ammar felt he had to choose. Qiya saw Gede's doctor who had returned to the hospital. He saw the doctor hiding behind a wall of the administrative room. Qiya was amazed by the figure of a man who was married and different religions. His heart admired Doctor Gede. He was worried about getting more like and fell in love with men who had married. That night during the night shift, Qiya's heart returned to be amazed by the figure of the Balinese-born and handsome doctor.
"Who pays for my child's care? Why are you paying off?" Speak to the mothers in front of the administration.
"A doctor who doesn't want to be named."Said the nurse. But when doctor Gede turned around how surprised he almost hit Qiya who had not dared to step because he saw his guidance doctor like hiding.
"Doctor-ther. Qiya's..." Said Doctor Gede.
Qiya quickly looked down. His heart pounded not because it lost its gaze met with the doctor.
"Astaghfirullah's... What feelings crawl through this heart... Keep the servant from being attracted to the man who has married Rabb. Let this heart be anchored to him who is still alone." Inner Qiya.
"Astagfirulah... Looks like Mom was right. I need to confirm this and propose to her immediately. So that at least I wasn't nervous like this when I met him. But what if I refuse?"
Two hearts are beginning to be interested but keep their love. They were worried that Satan was playing with their hearts.