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THE REAL HAPPINESS

Millions of souls have gone through the jungle...

Looking for happiness in the world, the,

Throwing away treasure, seizing the throne and hunting for pleasure will be lost, but if they forget, that happiness is the place in the chest...

The center of happiness lies in the heart, and when it is filled with the light of faith according to the guidance of Allah and the Apostle.

As long as the goal is for God alone, and lives to gain His pleasure, happiness will never leave itself, anxiety will not accompany, and it will be felt and witnessed by itself...

Allah 'Azza wa Jalla said :

ٱلَّذِينَ ءَامَنُواْ وَعَمِلُواْ ٱلصَّٰلِحَٰتِ طُوبَىٰ لَهُمۡ وَحُسۡنُ مَـَٔابٖ

"Those who believe and have done good, they have happiness and a good place to return" (QS. Al-Ra'du :29)

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As Wijaya and his parents Afnan wanted. Now Afnan and Shafiqah are already in Afnan village, which is in town B, which was escorted by Toni. And according to the request of Wijaya, Toni has also prepared everything needed by Afnan and Syafiqah. After all the needs have been met by him. Toni went back to JK. Now only Afnan and Syafiqah live in the villa. Making the Shafiqah seem confused by the circumstances that only the two of them are alone.

"Why you, honey? How can anyone be so confused?" asked Afnan, when he saw his wife in the dining room.

"This is really Yank? If it's just the two of us in this villa?" shafiqah asked back, with a face that looked still in a state of confusion.

"Well, honey, why? You don't like it, do you like the villas?" afnan asked back, because he looked curious about his wife's attitude.

"Not Fiqah likes Yank. It's just that, if it's just the two of us, then who cooked Yank? Sorry because Fiqah can not cook," replied Syafiqah, looking down his face, a little, because it covered his shame. While occasionally she glanced at her husband's face and then she fell back down. And before long suddenly heard the sound of kruuyuuuk coming from the stomach of Syafiqah, making, the face of Syafiqah more reddened.

Hearing his wife's confession, and plus hearing a voice coming from his stomach Syafiqah, Afnan also smiled funny, especially when he saw the face of his wife who looks shy meow, making him anxious to see it.

"Ooh, so the confusion on your face is because of the laper, huh?" afnan asked, lowering his face to see the face of his wife, who looked embarrassed.

"Hu'um. because of Grandpa, play tell us to go! Though Fiqah had wanted to eat Umi cuisine," complained Syafiqah, still looks embarrassed.

"Yes, don't beat Grandpa again. Now you sit here first, huh? Let Gold cook for you," replied Afnan, as he pulled the chair under the dining table, then he told the Shafiqah to sit there.

"You'll see, okay" Afnan replied, as he picked up the groceries, which Toni had prepared in his refrigerator. After that, he began to mix the ingredients to be cooked. After everything was prepared, he started cooking.

While the Shafiqah can only watch it, with its mouth open with astonishment, seeing the shrewdness of her husband who is cooking. After finishing, Afnan immediately served all the food he cooked earlier on the dining table right in front of him Syafiqah.

"Well, it's cool Ayank, cook-boy huh?" syafiqah said, with eyes that look sparkling, when he saw the food that has been served.

"Don't praise first Darling, feel first dong, then love his judgment," replied Afnan as he, took the plate before the Shafiqah. Then he filled it with rice and side dishes, "Now eat sweetheart, and don't forget to read bismillah huh?" he continued, after he put the plate before the Syafiqah back.

"Thank you Ayank, hu'um" replied the Shafiqah, who then raised his hand up after that, he began to feed the food into his mouth.

"Where's Honey? What does it feel like?" asked Afnan, who looked like his plate was still empty. Because he was still waiting for his wife's judgment.

"Uhmm..great bang Yank! It's really delicious!" reply Shafiqah, with the mouth still filled with food.

"Alhamdulillah, then eat slowly, dear, there are still many," said Afnan, who then began to fill the plate is still empty. After that, he ate the food he cooked. Afnan looked so satisfied when he saw his wife, who was eating so eagerly.

"Well, I'm finally full too!" shafiqah said, as he held his stomach.

"Kok finally full, honey? It should say 'Alhamdulillaahil ladzii ath’amanaa wasaqoonaa waja’alanaa muslimiin' so dong dear," said Afnan taught his wife.

Meaning:

Praise be to God who feeds us and drinks us and makes us surrendered (Muslims).

"Oh yes sorry Ayang," replied the Shafiqah, then she followed the prayer that had been taught by her husband. After that, he got up from his seat. "Now Ayang, who is sitting here let Fiqah, wash the dishes huh?" he said again, as he piled his dirty dishes. Then he took it to the sink where the dishes were washed.

"Can you love me?" afnan asked a little disbelief in his wife. Because he knew that his wife was used to living a luxurious life. Even if you never do housework. Because everything will be done by his assistant.

"Inshaa Allah Yank," he said that looks like he has started to mernyabunin one of the dishes. But because the plate feels slippery and finally.

PRAANGS!! the plate fell down and the fragments hit his left leg, and the blood came out.

"Aakhs!" peekit Syafiqah's. Afnan was surprised to see it.

"Astaghfirullah Darling! You're bleeding!" afnan shouted frantically at the blood coming from his feet.

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