The Love of Habib
Chapters 30.5

"You can wait for me here. I'm gonna take a shower now." The Habib really wants to linger pampering his eyes to look at the beautiful face of your wife who is increasingly charming after removing traces of makeup on the face. But he immediately restrained himself.

True, the intention of the heart must be withheld first.

"Please, Mum."

Aish walked out of the bathroom.

As soon as Habib Khalid entered the bathroom, Aish went to look for his suitcase. But nil, he didn't find it. He was very panicked when he did not find the suitcase because in the suitcase he had prepared important items that must be owned by a wife to please the husband.

"What should I do - ah, since when is my stuff here?" Aish almost screamed loudly when she saw that all her things were neatly arranged on the dresser.

From lip moisturizers to fragrances she has carefully prepared, everything is complete on the dressing table. So without waiting for a long time he immediately used a lip moisturizer for fruit flavorings, then sprayed fragrances to the mucena cloth and his body. This fragrance is non-alcoholic, so it is safe to pray.

Relieved, she finally calmed down and sat on the prayer mat waiting for her husband to come out of the bathroom.

"Masha God.." Decak the Habib was amazed when he saw the beautiful face of his wife who was already decorated with some inconspicuous colors.

Aish was very shy of being stared at and praised blatantly by her husband.

The Habib smiled deeply, "We will begin the two rakaat sunnah prayer."

As soon as her husband spoke, she immediately stood on the prayer mat of the Ma'mum section. Waiting solemnly for her husband echoed takbir.

"ALLAHUAKBAR.." After taking a deep breath, the voice of the takbir habib Khalid resounded beautifully and loudly inside their room.

It ignited Aish's gratitude feeling inside on the chest. The memory of her struggle up to this point made Aish's heart rumble calling for an unrelenting sense of gratitude within the chest. How is he not grateful? This all used to be impossible for him. She grew up without a mother, big with the one-sided affection that had weighed on her heart. Because of this messy life and the heartache of the past, he had less faith in God's power. In fact, he did not want to believe it. It is extremely impossible to remember the past, for the power of God is real and true. He who used to be in a bleak spot is now with someone who is always with God in all matters, complaining about everything to God, and involving God in his life. Truly, everything is like a dream given by surprise by God. Until this moment, his heart continued to express gratitude for the grace he felt today.

This Sunnah prayer is so impressive for both of them. It was as if God was present between the two of them, embracing them while pressing a red thread outstretched from Lauhul Mahfudz into each other's hands.

It will never be cut off until they return to His Jannah.

After saying his greeting, Habib's hands were raised high and chanted a very beautiful and soothing prayer to the Creator.

"اَللَّهُمَّ بَارِكْ لِي فِي أَهْلِيْ، وَبَارِكْ لَهُمْ فِيَّ، اَللَّهُمَّ ارْزُقْنِي مِنْهُمْ، وَارْزُقْهُمْ مِنِّي، اَللَّهُمَّ اجْمَعْ بَيْنَنَا مَا جَمَعْتَ إِلَى خَيْرٍ، وَفَرِّقْ بَيْنَنَا إِذَا فَرَّقْتَ إِلَى خَيْرٍ"

Allahumma baarik lii fii gawiki, wa baarik lahum fiyya. Allahummazuqnii minhum warzuqhum minni. Allahummajma' baynanaa maa jama'ta ila khairin, wa farriq baynanaa idza farraqta ilaa khairin.

It means: “Oh Allah, bless me and my wife, and bless them with my cause. O Allah, grant me sustenance for them, and give them sustenance for me. O Allah, unite us (both) in goodness and separate us (both) in goodness.”

رَبَّنَا آَتِنَا فِي الدُّنْيَا حَسَنَةً وَفِي الْآَخِرَةِ حَسَنَةً وَقِنَا عَذَابَ النَّارِ "

Robbanaa Aatinaa Fid Dun-Yaa Hasanah, Wa Fil Aakharoti Hasanah, Wa Qinaa 'Adzaaban Naar.

(That means: “Our Rabb, give us good in the world, give good in the hereafter, and protect us from the torment of hell.”)

"آمِيْن اللّهُمَّ آمِيْن"

The Habib then turned to face Aish, extending his right hand to his wife.

"Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh, my wife." The husband is encouraged to give greetings in advance as the Prophet Muhammad did to his wife.

Aish immediately welcomed her husband's helping hand, reaching for the hand while bowing his head to kiss him while answering his greeting in a soft voice.

"Waalaikumussalam warrahmatullahi wabarakatuh, my husband."

Habib smiled broadly, drawing the wife closer to where she was sitting to speak for a moment so that the two of them would not be too awkward.

"Do you like all my arrangements in this room?" Habib Khalid was eager for praise from his wife. It's hard work.

Aish immediately replied excitedly mixed with embarrassment, "This room is very beautiful, Mas. I really like it. Moreover, the red roses that you prepare in each place of this room make our room has a very striking and fragrant color, I really like it."

And more like when hearing from the mouth of the Habib directly that this room is decorated by him.

Of course, Habib was happy and satisfied to hear the praise of his wife.

"Alhamdulillah, I'm glad to hear it." Then Habib suddenly fell silent.

He wanted to say something but was a bit hesitant.

"Mas Khalid, can I ask you a question?" Because Habib was silent, Aish ventured to speak.

Habib answered wisely. Makes Aish feel comfortable interacting with her.

"Em.. What made Mas Khalid so moved to marry me? I.mas Khalid knew for myself that I was lacking in science and I was also great with many shortcomings." Aish was really worried thinking about it.

What made Habib Khalid move?

Mengulum smiled, the Habib grabbed his wife's hand, fused their fingers together and grasped it tightly yet so gently.

"Isn't the answer clear?" Soft question.

Aish kept quiet and said nothing.

"I love you, Aisha Rumaisha. By Allah my feelings are pure from my heart, regardless of your advantages or disadvantages, I marry you because of the pleasure of Allah. He grieved what I felt for you and gave way so I could justify you. Now do you still doubt your husband's oath?"

Aish was stunned, his hand grip involuntarily tightened withstanding the turmoil of surprise and the feeling of pleasure in the heart.

"Mas Khalid's.." Aish's eyes glazed over.

Powerless to hold happiness in the heart, the warm liquid contained within the eye patch finally came out, flowing unstoppably past his red cheeks.

"Why are you crying, my wife?"

Does Aish not like the confession of her feelings?

"Mas Khalid.by Allah I..." Aish tried to talk, but it was really hard.

"Are you not happy to hear it?" Habib asked increasingly anxious and began to think negatively.

Aish immediately shook her head in a panic refuting. She likes him a lot.

"No, Mom! I love you too, Khalid, I love you so much, my husband. I am so happy to be married to you, my husband. Marrying you is the most beautiful gift I have ever felt in my life. I am really very happy.

It was like a dream for him.

Hearing his wife's earnest confession, Habib was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief. He pulls Aish into his arms, wiping the stream of tears on his wife's face with a gentle sweep and a sweet feeling. His wife is a gentle woman.

"I'm happy too, Aish. I am so happy that God will grant my prayer to have you. You know, my struggle to have you wasn't easy, so I'll never let you go anyway." Reveal the Habib full of affection, then kiss Aish's forehead lovingly as an expression of gratitude in his heart. She's happy.

"Then now, can we start our other worship?" Habib's face flushed.

Aish blushed in embarrassment, just now she was crying loudly in her husband's arms and now she had to do something even more intimate.

He lifted his head, looking at the soul-stirring handsome face of the husband. The soft, wet look in his eyes was the agreement that Habib understood.

"May God bless our worship tonight. Makes the most memorable night for both of us for life." Habib's whisper raised Aish and moved her on a bed that had been sprinkled with thousands of fragrant red rose petals.

Looks beautiful and exciting.

"Are you ready?" Whisper Habib attentive tenderness.

Aish smiled, nodding her head timidly in response.

"Bismillah,"

The Habib lowered his head while cupping Aish's head and praying right above Aish's head.

"O Allah, I ask for his kindness and the goodness of his character which he brings. And I took refuge from his ugliness and the ugliness of the character he brought." After reading the prayer, Habib kissed the top of Aish's head while expecting God's pleasure on the wife who will accompany him in this world. Wishing that God would keep Aish's heart for himself alone.

The Habib then lowered his head even lower so that it could be parallel to his wife's face. Holding the wife's face together to read their worship intentions tonight.

"Together.." Whisper the Habib to his wife.

Aish nodded lightly.

"Allahumma jannibnasy wa jannibisy syaithon maa rozaqtanaa." Whisper them together before being swept away in a sweet and opiate worship. Their hearts trembled intensely expecting the pleasure of Allah to pass through the sweet night they passed. Truly, there is nothing more important in this world than to get ridho from Allah subhanahu wa ta'ala.

Seriate...

Because it was a bit complicated open another document so I took a fragment of the prayer from the chapter Ali and Sapphira. Maybe it will be a little familiar to the readers I'm Not the Virgin Tua🍃