A Wife's Heart

CHAPTER 35

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Reza had just come out of the operating room after hours in a sterile and stressful room for patients who were about to undergo surgery. He even missed his lunch. Today there are at least three patients who undergo surgical operations and all of them are cataract patients.

Reza walked gontai through each room. Sometimes he smiled because he passed his colleagues and nurses who were busy following the doctor to check the condition of the patient from one room to another.

Being in the surgical room for hours made Reza's energy drained. His body felt very tired, moreover he had already missed his lunch. Upon arriving at her room, Reza immediately ordered food through the application. He had no energy even to the cafeteria.

No need to wait long, Reza's order is coming. Reza chose a restaurant that was opposite his Hospital, because it tasted delicious. He chose honey-baked chicken rice as a menu to restore its tenure.

After eating the food, Reza decided to go home because there were no patients. Reza said goodbye to Dito, then rushed to his car parked in a special place for the Hospital officials. Reza drove the car casually. The atmosphere of the streets is crowded, because now it is already hours to go home from work. The sound of the horn sounded simple to each other, as if hinting to the others that they did not want to linger on the road and wanted to get home soon in order to rest.

Reza did the same thing, replying to the horn from the two-wheeler who was right on his left. He also wanted to immediately arrive home because his body seemed to demand more than just a drop on a soft mattress. He was eager to feel a massage in his body that felt very tired.

As the streets began to look deserted, Reza turned his vehicle faster. He arrived at the house to coincide with the voice of the Maghrib. Reza rushed into the house. He opened the door using the key of the house he respected. Reza deliberately holds his own key so that he does not have to bother to squeeze the bell. Reza walked quickly to her room to clean up.

In her luxurious bathroom, Reza spoils her tired body by soaking in a bathtub that she has previously mixed the aroma of therapy in it. Reza closed her eyes to enjoy the sensation of the therapeutic scent that refreshed her brain. After feeling enough, then rinse his body that already feels fresh in the shower. Reza grabbed the kimono towel and put it on. Not long he commended to perform Maghrib prayers in his room, because he was too late if he had to pray in the mosque.

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In the Lira's room, there was a sound of Lira singing the holy verse of the Qur'an so melodious. He read it with great interest. Lira teaching while waiting for the prayer time isya arrived. After reading sheet by sheet the holy verse of the Qur'an, before long the sound of the Adhan isya was heard. The lira stopped her reading and closed her eyes to enjoy the melodious sound of the muezzin. The melodious prayer was finished, Lira raised her hands to recite the prayer after the adhan.

"Allahumma robba haadzihid da'watittammah. Washolatil qooimah, aatil sayyidina Muhammadi wasilata Wak Fadhilah. Wassyarofa w darajatal'aaliyatar rofii'ah, wab 'atshu waqoomam mahmuudaniladzi wa'addah. Innakala tukhliful mii'aad.

It means: "O Allah, the Lord who has a perfect calling, and the prayer that is always established. Give gifts to the Prophet Muhammad in the form of a noble place, advantages, glory, and high degrees. Put it in the most honorable position you have promised."

He rubbed his hands into her beautiful, shady face. Slowly her tears flowed, she suddenly missed her mother. Usually at times like this, they will pray together at home. But here, he only prays alone. Lira misses her hometown very much, especially her home which has always been a shelter for her and her mother.

Lira soon istighfar, not wanting to be too late in grief. He believes that one day his patience will produce happy results.

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Reza walked towards the mosque not far from his home. The mosque was built by Martin and named Masjid Al-Karim. The mosque was built with the aim, so that the residents of luxury housing in the neighborhood can easily do prayers without having to go far to another mosque. When he arrived at the mosque, Reza immediately performed Sunnah prayer before he performed congregational prayer.

After the Islamic prayer, Reza rushed home but his steps were immediately stopped by one of the pilgrims who was his new neighbor who had not long lived in the luxury housing. The middle-aged man who was active in praying at the mosque stopped Reza who was about to go to the door of the mosque.

"Assalamu'alaykum brother, introduce me Ridwan. I'm a new resident here." Sapa Ridwan extended his hand to Reza.

"Sorry if I'm presumptuous, is Mas Reza a longtime resident here? Because only today I saw mas salat in this mosque?" Ridwan asked because indeed during his prayer in this mosque, he had never seen Reza.

"Yes sir, I'm an old resident here. Only, I rarely pray in the mosque because I always go home at night. So I pray more often at work or at home." Reza did not feel offended to hear the question that Ridwan threw at him, because it was in fact like that.

"Oh so. Is Mas Reza married?"

Rez flinched, confused whether he should answer honestly or should lie.

"Yes, I'm married." The answer has to be honest.

"Well, good then. Because tomorrow morning after the prayer, there will be ustadz who fill the lecture about the household, more precisely the obligation of a husband to the wife." Ridwan said enthusiastically.

Reza just smiled bitterly at Ridwan's words that looked very enthusiastic. "God willing, sir, I will come." Reza answered with a forced smile.

Talk about husband's obligations? While his obligations to the Lira alone he has never fulfilled. He never even considered Lira as his wife.

"Yes, I'll come with his wife." He said again with a smile that was still on his lips.

"God willing." That was all he could say until he finally came home. Do not want to linger with Ridwan who continues to babble about husband and wife relationships.

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Reza returned to her home feeling a little upset. Any recollection of Ridwan's remarks about the household, he would turn out to be sensitive. Her marriage is not as happy as the marriage of people in general, which always displays affection in front of many people. She had her marriage forced and full of lies. He marries a young girl from a village far from his criteria, only to please her parents and end up in an inner and physical torture on the girl.

Upon entering his house, Reza passed through the living room that had been dark because the lights were deliberately turned off by Lira. Reza immediately walked to his room, getting ready to go out for a meal at a restaurant that provides delicious meals. He had no intention of finding out what the Lira was doing. Right now, he was too lazy to do that.

Reza changed her Koko clothes with casual clothes, but still showed her charisma. He chose to wear a plain white shirt covered in a dark brown leather jacket and black jeans. Not to forget the black-colored brand watch perfectly coiled on his wrist. As well as black sneakers, which makes his appearance more handsome and younger than his age.

Reza came out on a black Kawasaki ninja H2 motorcycle that he bought for 835 million. Reza is very fond of riding a motorcycle, only his father always forbade him for safety reasons. Tonight he deliberately went out on a motorbike, in addition to wanting to enjoy the atmosphere of the capital by motorbike, he also wants to release his longing on his favorite motorcycle that has long inhabited the garage of his house without being touched at all.

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