A Different Heaven

That guy?

"Whosoever has two wives, then he turns to one of them, he will come on the Day of Resurrection with his back tilted. Hadith History of Tarmizi and the ashes of David." Ustadz Zaid took a break.

"You in the world are not fair to your polygamous wife, so in the hereafter, the husband will never flatten his back" continued ustadz holding his back. "That the most important duty for a polygamous husband is to be fair. Fairness is mandatory!"

"Where to spend the night, do not just spend the night with the first wife, when you already have a second, third or fourth wife. No older wife or young wife.The first wife is no more entitled than the second wife so next.all wives are equal!" Ustadz clearly.

"If you do not want to be tilted on the day of the apocalypse, then it is mandatory for a polygamous husband to be fair to his wife with the opportunity of Muslims."

"Some scholars say, a husband who cannot be fair when polygamy, it means he is a great sinner because he is threatened with certain torture in the afterlife."

"I advise the women who want to marry, apply the conditions to the prospective husband, I am willing in polygamy as long as it is known by his first wife."

"The husband is not obliged to ask permission. The point of knowing the first wife is so that the division can be fair. No more whining."

"My ustazd in zolimi, my husband just leaned towards his first wife. He was afraid of his wife that division was never fair." Ustadz Zaid's voice mimicked the voice of a spoiled woman.

"Eventually, so for those who have polygamous desires or women who will be in polygamy, it is better to know the previous wife so that the distribution of the night or anything to the wives can be fair. That is what I can say, may we always be the ones who fear." Greetings cover Ustazd Zaid.

The study continued with questions and answers and ended with the closing prayer this afternoon.

Rena came out of the mosque waiting for her husband in the mosque palataran. He was a little contemplated to hear the contents of the advice of ustadz which turned out to be not easy for polygamists. She could only pray that her husband would never have the intention to polygamy even if it was an act that was circumcised.

"Dee!" yelled Angga looking at Rena who was not far from his sight

Rena who saw her husband's whereabouts immediately walked over to her husband.

The two now join hands to the car park.

"De, what was the study," exclaimed Angga breaking the silence in the car.

"Enough for the heart of every woman, deg duh right, but Alhamdulillah can be additional knowledge," reply Rena smiled sweetly towards her husband.

"Alhamdulillah, take the lesson yes De, because we have not practiced right," seduced Angga.

"Mas Angga," Rena hit her husband's arm.

"Sweetie, after all, having a wife like you, is more than enough." Angga grabbed his wife's hand and kissed her.

"Gombal."

"Benere De, one wife just tangent to it," seduced Angga. Rena who was embarrassed immediately punched her husband's arm again.

"Eat first yuk Mas, before azan dhuhur," Rena switched the conversation.

"Can Ade eat what?"

"Good choice, we'll be here soon." Angga immediately turned the steering wheel towards the destination mall.

It only takes a few minutes, Rena and Angga have arrived at one of the malls in this city. Both of them went straight to the famous restaurant because of the oxtail soup.

After waiting for their order food to come, Angga noticed the bookstore opposite the restaurant. He thought about buying something for some interns in his office.

"Honey, you wait for the oxtail soup to come, Mas want to go to the bookstore in front for a while," said Angga. Rena nodded as Angga rose to his destination.

Angga immediately looked for shelves containing books on agronomy to form appreciation to apprentice students. Angga does love the form of a book physically even though it has now mushroomed ebook books or online.

He began to sort out and found a title that caught his attention. Before he could pick up the book, another hand accidentally touched his hand to grab the book. Angga reflexively distanced his hand because it was the hand of a woman.

"Lady's first," exclaimed Angga as he saw the woman fighting over the book with him in a cross-faced manner.

"Thanks you," answered the woman reaching for a book alternating with Angga.

Angga immediately left after picking up a pile of some of the same books.

Unlike the hazel-eyed woman with long straight black hair. He stopped his steps and turned around, paying attention to the person who had been with him for a few seconds. He felt familiar with the man's face, only now the man was more masculine with a thin brew around his jaw and beard.

He wanted to ascertain his curiosity by approaching the man. But unfortunately, the man who had diverted his attention was just gone from his sight. Though only paused a few minutes he was careless turning his old memory.

"That's okay, maybe we can meet again later," the woman's slow mutter spoke encouragingly to herself.

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@source of excerpts, ustad Zainuddin, Lc on Chanel YouTube Rodja TV.

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