Wisdom of Love: KALA LOVE TREATS WOUNDS
IN-LAWS HOUSE

It's been two days Rabiah stayed at the hotel with Kamil. This afternoon after lunch, they had to return home to prepare for their departure for tomorrow's honeymoon.

“Biah, today we go to the house of mama first well, after our new honeymoon stay at our house,” Kamil told Rabiah who was sitting next to him in the car.

“Iya Mas, how good, I follow the mas aja,” replied Rabiah while looking at Kamil who was also looking at it.

“Good, really nurut this little wife of mine.” Kamil rubbed Rabiah's head gently. While Rabiah blushed in embarrassment hearing Kamil call it ‘my little wife’.

The atmosphere was quiet again in the car, if Rabiah had just been silent with his own mind, Kamil was busy thinking about what discussion he had to talk about so that the atmosphere was not as quiet and awkward as it is today.

“Emm, Biah, you are still 18 years old, why do you want to marry at a very young age?” tanya Kamil opened the conversation.

Rabiah then turned to Kamil, “salah well if I married at the age of 18 mas?” ask Rabiah plain.

“Yaaa nah, It's just that most girls your age more who choose to pursue their dreams used to be newly married, but you choose marriage,”.

“The fate of women is different mas, dreams and plans in the future may be the same, but the name of destiny is nothing that can explain it. If I choose marriage now, it doesn't mean I put my dreams aside. Likewise, if anyone chooses college at this time, it does not mean they set aside worship, maybe his soul mate has not come. His name is also man, can only plan, the rest God determines, we just need to rely and think positively to God, sure that behind what happens there must be wisdom behind it," lang Rabiah at length.

While Kamil who heard it nodded confirming what Rabiah said. There was a sense of admiration that perched in his heart when he heard Rabiah's answer that showed the side of his maturity.

Although Kamil knows, this marriage occurred because of the wishes of both parents, but Rabiah can accept it with roomy and wise. Very far from the initial assumption that appeared in his mind when he first learned that the girl he was going to marry was still 18 years old, an age that was still unstable, spoiled and certainly very troublesome.

Shortly after, after a 35-minute journey, Rabiah and Kamil finally arrived at the residence of Abdullah and Maryam.

Since entering the gate, Rabiah has been able to see his two in-laws waiting for their arrival in front of the house.

“Assalamu ‘alaikum mama, papa,” said Kamil and Rabiah together after getting out of the car and kissing the hands of Abdullah and Maryam alternately.

“Wa’alaikum salam nak,” replied Abdullah and Maryam simultaneously.

“God is my daughter-in-law, come here,” Maryam embraced Rabiah and led her into the house so enthusiastically.

“What is papa's health?” kamil asked as he walked with his father into the house.

“Alhamdulillah, seeing you bring Rabiah as a wife to this house, it's like a cure for papa, papa is very happy.” Although a bit pale, but a happy smile could not be covered from Abdullah's face.

It has been 1 week since Abdullah was allowed to return home. Actually, this marriage was the idea of the father who wanted the daughter-in-law of his eldest son, given his age is not young anymore, and he feared that God might call him when he had not seen Kamil married. It's just that Kamil has always seemed busy with his business these days so there's no time for him to talk to him face-to-face.

However, 2 months ago Abdullah's heart disease suddenly relapsed so he had to be treated in the hospital. And that's when he took advantage of that moment to ask Kamil to get married immediately.

Although initially refused for various reasons, but through the persuasion of his father and mother, Kamil finally accepted it even though at that time Kamil's face looked so heavy and like having a burden.

"Well, this is Kamil's room, baby, you like it?" said Maryam while sitting Rabiah on the edge of a king size bed in a white room and very neat.

Rabiah looked around him while nodding, "Yes ma, Rabiah likes," he replied with a smile.

"God willing, thank God if it is like that, Rabiah is happy to hear it" Rabiah explained.

"Now, you rest here, mama wants to go out, if you need anything, you can convey to Kamil, can also directly meet mama below," said Maryam stroked the head of Rabiah who was covered in hijab and then came out of their room.

Shortly after, Kamil went into the room. With Rabiah's suitcase.

"Well, how do you like hearing this room? The room is plain-plain, understand the room of a man," said Kamil a little laugh showing a row of neat white teeth.

"It's good, Biah likes it," Biah replied with a smile.

"Oh yeah, where do you want your honeymoon?" tanya Kamil while sitting next to Rabiah.

"Loh, haven't you decided yet? Tomorrow I will go" asked Rabiah in surprise.

"Yes? Indeed the schedule has been set, but the place has not, wait for a deal from you,"

"If from Biah, all those who choose Biah do not follow, Biah does not know which is good because,"

Kamil smiled and grabbed Rabiah's hand, "yes, if we go to Paris, how?"

"By the way, Biah agrees,"

"Okay, if so you rest first well, later in the afternoon we start to clean up." Kamil said and put Rabiah to bed.

"Thank you" said Rabiah.

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In the afternoon, Rabiah heard the sound of men talking. Slowly she opened her eyes and looked around the corner of the room looking for her husband.

His gaze was then fixed on the balcony of the room whose door was slightly closed. Rabiah got up and was about to go to Kamil's current place, but he paused when he realized Kamil was talking to someone on the phone.

"Yes, are you okay there by yourself? After all my business is done, I will visit you often,"

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"alright, assalamu 'alaikum."

Realizing Kamil was done with his phone, Rabiah quickly returned to his bed and closed his eyes like this.

Kamil went into the room, and found Rabiah still asleep, he decided to take a bath first and wake his wife to pray ashar.

"Who's on Kamil's phone? Is it possible Khai?" batin Rabiah is full of question marks.

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