After the Word Talak

CHAPTER 62. Strata Wife Legitimate

Dikta got out of the taxi when the taxi stopped in front of a cafe, Dikta carrying his bag after paying argo and entered the cafe.

Dikta was curious how the face of the figure of Bianca who claimed to have a past with her husband.

Dikta took the phone from his bag and opened his chat application and found a chat from Bianca who said he was at table number 12.

Dikta hung up his phone and walked around looking for a table of twelve until he found the table with a woman his age with hair down looking to sit there.

"Assalamualaikum, are you Bianca?" tanya Dikta pulled up a chair and sat there.

Bianca glanced at Dikta and straightened her body. "You must be Dikta."

Dikta nodded then put both hands on the table in a position to hold his chin as if ready to listen to the story. "Let's tell me how you plan to take my husband."

Bianca mendelik, how can a legitimate wife casually come and seem a burden in the slightest said she wanted to know the plan of prospective seedlings of actors in her household.

"You're not sane? You're not scared?" ask Bianca to Dikta.

Dikta smiled wryly. "What am I afraid of if I have a husband who upholds loyalty in sharia and religion and ignores the name of household pests."

Bianca frowned, Dikta's words with emphasis on the end of the sentence really made her feel slapped.

"What do you mean? You're saying I'm a pest?"

Dikta flicked his finger then pointed at Bianca. "It wasn't me who said it but you said it yourself, wanting to bet with me?"

"Bet on what?" ask Bianca to Dikta.

"About a question, if you're right I'll give you a chance to flirt with my husband,"

Bianca nodded then folded her two hands which made Dikta look at her deeply.

"Waitner! I ordered two avocado juices and one orange juice, "Dikta ordered three drinks at once which made Bianca herself confused. "Are you ready for the question?"

"You challenged me too much, Dikta," replied Bianca haughtily.

"Okay, what kind of drink can you marry?" tanya Dikta smiled and returned to holding her chin back.

"What kind of question is that?" ask Bianca who feels played.

"You think?"

Dikta stood up as Bianca stood up and kicked the table, walking towards Bianca grabbing her shoulder and sitting her on the chair.

"Let Bianca rest, let me tell you a story about the best woman according to Rasullullah" Dikta said, sitting Bianca in a chair.

“Know not? The Prophet was asked; who is the best woman? She replied 'The most pleasant thing when seen by her husband, obedient if ordered by her husband and not dissociate the husband in himself and his property with what his husband hates' so until here you already understand right? About the position of a wife in Islam?"

Bianca gave a sharp glance which made Dikta smile with satisfaction. "In another hadith the Prophet was also asked about who is a good woman in Islam and, He replied: “If viewed (husband) she is pleasant, if ordered she is obedient, he said, and she did not dissociate her husband in the things he hated, both in the will of property' her answer led back to the position of a wife."

"And you know how great it is again? On another occasion the Prophet was also asked about who the good woman according to him and he replied 'Woman who is pleasing to the heart when seen (husband), obedient if ordered and not dissociating to something that he hates to happen to him (wife) and her husband's property' so what do you think the position of a legal wife now?" dikta continued. "Know Bianca, the world is jewelry, and the best jewelry of the world is the wife who is praying.”

Bianca flushed with a embarrassed face, Dikta actually gave her a slap about the meaning of a legitimate wife.

Soon the waiter brought two avocado juices and one orange juice to Dikta and Bianca's table.

"You still don't understand? Think of it this way, these two Avocado juices are sweet drinks like my marriage relationship, and you're too sour for the orange juice cutout that wants to get into our relationship," obviously Dikta pushed the orange glass in front of Bianca.

Bianca stood up she took her bag and was about to leave before Dikta called her.

"Bianca? The answer to my question was Nutri-sari," Dikta sucked up her avocado juice for Bianca's defeat this time.

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