THORNS IN MARRIAGE
CHAPTER 73 - A THRILLING EVENT
This is my second marriage. But it feels like the first time for me.
My stomach has heartburn once after breaking the fast. A panic attack to tears fear that my marriage will fail and embarrass the family.
But Wak Wati, Mama and Mama Tiur gave me suggestions that I was just too panicked to be stressed myself.
They don't know if Wak Hardi has time to warn me to be more careful.
But I am still an ordinary man. Who have a fragile soul because they have experienced heartache to excessive fear.
Maghribku prayers are a bit faster. In addition to stomach pain, the chest also feels tight.
Wak Hardi asks Jonathan to remain cautious. Because most likely, a supernatural attack will come to him as well in addition to trying to hurt me.
At eight o'clock in the night, my stomach was getting unbearably sick.
Not to mention the weather outside is very worrying. There was a big wind to knock down one tent. Fortunately not the main tent or tent. Just an extra tent
Everyone panicked. Moreover, my face also looks so pale that...
Fresh blood spouts from the mouth. I vomited blood like that at Katliya's.
Jonathan screamed hysterically but Wak immediately told all of us to stay calm.
"Sir, shouldn't Liana be taken to the hospital?" jordan said worriedly.
"Sit. We're all gathered. There's something Wak wants to tell you too!"
Mama Farida, Intan, Nadia, Wak Wati and Mama Tiur flanked me. While Jonathan, Jordan, Genta and Mr. Saleh sat facing Wak Hardi.
The image is in front of the factory building. Take care of MUA workers who are still decorating the undercover.
"Yes, Wak! The three of us have been used to strange things since long ago, Wak!" jonathan replied in a soft voice.
"My husband.it looks like even pain is not an ordinary disease, Mr. Hardi!" added Mama Tiur with spread eyes and wet.
"At this time, you will be re-shaken. Strengthen faith, ask God for strength. For God is the best place to ask. It's not the mountains, the graves that can save us the afterlife!"
We all bowed.
"There is a divine mystery that we ourselves cannot reveal. The mystery remains unanswered and remains a mystery. Whether it may be because of the sins and mistakes of our ancestors in the past, wallahu a'lam."
Right, Wak! I myself do not know, whether this is the sin of negligence of my parents to have to bear the burden of life suffering like this. I don't know.
"Then, blaming each other let alone blaming God is a very wrong action. It could be these trials God gave to improve the quality of our lives in the eyes of the Creator. Treasures, thrones, also worldly beauty, all only briefly we taste! Make it a lesson for us in the future, to think a thousand times in communion with the devil. Because our seven descendants are also affected as victims. Though the initial intention is definitely to make children happy offspring and no longer looked down on people. But... Sometimes the devil closes the eyes, ears and heart of the person who is hurt! Hhh..."
This is where I started to understand.
All the series of terrible and heartbreaking events started from the wrong ancestors taking the road. Wallahus. But I can pull the red thread.
Slowly my chest was relieved. Breath returned smoothly as Wak Hardi chanted the letter of An-Nas and the letter of Al-Ikhlas continuously. And we slowly followed him. Reading the holy verse of the Qur'an in a soft but clear voice until it is increasingly echoed in the room of the family mansion of Mas Jonathan.
Suddenly lightning struck. And it rained down hard. Slowly the rain subsided. It seems that God has neutralized the stained earth as well as sin.
"Alhamdulillah! Tonight we can rest. Tomorrow morning get up and get ready! Come on, back to each other's rooms!"
"Thank you, Wak! Thank you very much!" the word Mas Jo represents all of us who are beginning to look tired.
Tonight, I have to sleep. Tomorrow we ijab kabul. May Allah bless this marriage. Aami...
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