Akad Shackle

The Presence of Friends (2)

Assalamu'alaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh

To be a strong woman...

God must break your heart many times..

Your life is often filled with wounds...

Sometimes even broken....

In the end you start to get tired, because you always find a life that almost makes you waver....

You are almost desperate...

because faced with the test of life is amazing...

As if all were reluctant to care and no one understood how bruised the heart was to face everything that happened...

Until you feel like life is very unfriendly, because many of you find things that are not in accordance with expectations..

About love, friends, material sustenance, as if all failed and knocked you down.

While the effort is maximal, worship has been expanded, still life is even more difficult and narrow.

But failure is not really in love, friendship, or even material affairs.

His true failure is when we fail to trust GOD, fail to believe the promises of GOD, and fail to keep the commandments of GOD..

Is it not clear, in the matter of love, GOD leads us to surrender to His decree, the maximum effort of guarding ourselves, and the, improving the quality of the heart as a provision to take the twists and turns of the journey of love with a halal partner with the bonds of sacred promise in the frame of the divine ridha. Then why do you deny, until the end fell down every now and then.

Is it not clear, in the affairs of friends, GOD commands us to be friends because of GOD,

Then why should you attach importance to the judgment of man over GOD? When the whole world leaves you, the LORD will accept you and embrace you with His love. So there is no need to feel sad and worried when ignored by humans..

Is it not clear that the provision has been established by ALLAH on every child of man. Then if your worship is a lot, your efforts are maximal, why should you feel like you have failed to get sustenance? Isn't that a little bit of sustenance that important blessing..?

And your worship all this time is not just for the sake of getting sustenance, right..?

Then why do you continue to complain and feel that your trials are more painful and painful than the trials of others?

Does complaining make your wounds heal?

Have you forgotten the promise of ALLAH that "after adversity there must be ease" .

Stop whining, baby..

Later you will understand, that all your previous pain and difficulties until today are part of your happiness tomorrow, in shaa ALLAH..

Let it be, if your heart must be broken, your physical tired, as long as the faith does not waver. You shouldn't be "weak" and "lose"

That great woman is you..

You who - biidznillaah - made it through the phase of life full of liquid, full of haru and full of grief.

That patient woman is you..

Patience passes the test even though it must be slashed, Patience awaits all the goodness of life that GOD promises as the most beautiful gift for your obedience efforts..

Smile dear..

It is appropriate that you believe in His Promise, in every decree. That "ALLAH" cannot fail "His servant"

Great test for a great person !

Patience... ALLAH knows how persistent you are in prayer and effort.

Keep believing in His omnipotence

"..O ALLAH, I ask You for all the good that is immediate (world) and delayed (end), the good that I know and do not know.. "

May God accept our worship of Aamiin.

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A short letter was finished he read. One of the posts that filled her blog column with the title "Strong Woman is You".

Every Friday afternoon Rahma routinely becomes one of the fillers of an online study specifically for women, and one of the themes she discussed last week was about strong women. The writing was presented as motivation for the women out there who felt life was forging themselves so hard. With firm conviction, as long as God is involved in every step, as long as God is the goal, nothing will be in vain.

The third day was in the clinic with the intravenous needle still stuck in the back of his left hand. A third of the night becomes the most beautiful time for Rahma to reflect. Muhasabah self while honing in the comfort of a soul-setting night.

A laptop was on his lap, he opened a blog containing his writings. Rahma reread the graffiti and scanned each set of sentences. What he wrote in the study last week turned out to be very appropriate for himself at the moment. But can he be that strong?

Tears dripping down the cheeks for the umpteenth time and night is always a test. Rahma looked at someone who had been faithful with her from day one. He was lying on the carpet right next to his bed.

"Thank you, O God, at a time like this, you present him with your servant. Lisna, thank you for being such a good friend to me" he murmured softly.

The person lying down was none other than Lisna, a co-worker and best friend who had accompanied her since the first day she was taken to the clinic.

After Lisna urged him to be honest about his true condition, Rahma finally spilled all the things that had been just harbored by himself on his best friend.

Lisna decided to be there and accompany Rahma, she didn't come home just calling her sister to bring her some personal equipment she needed to stay there. Seeing Rahma's condition, she is convinced that Rahma does not want her family to know.

While Anggara, after a day he accompanied Rahma in the clinic. Saturday afternoon her phone kept ringing, Rahma knew who it was from. She also allowed the man who is still her husband status to return to Bandung.

Lisna was annoyed at the situation, unbeknownst to Rahma she blatantly expressed her annoyance at Anggara before the man left the clinic.

"Sorry Lis, this time I'm really in a dilemma. I tipped Rahma yes, call me if there's anything" Just that sentence spoken from her lips after a long talk Lisna expressed her frustration.

"Basic jerk man" said Lisna in the heart after the car driven Anggara left the parking lot of the clinic.

Rahma sighed, at a strange time like this she was still grateful to be presented by a friend to accompany her. Rahma's tears came back when she remembered the conversation she had with Lisna after Anggara's death.

"Naw, you always say if telling stories will make a little relief for your problems then make sure that God is the right place to listen to your stories. But this time allow me to be your listener as well" Lisna stared bitterly at her best friend, Rahma's condition is now better after getting medical treatment.

Rahma took a deep breath as if gathering energy for her could reveal everything to her best friend.

"Since the beginning of our household is already unhealthy" Rahma smiled wryly when remembering how the beginning of her household life, she also told Lisna everything.

"So it's true that the woman wants to reverse again with Anggara?" Lisna asked excitedly, after hearing all the stories of her best friend her blood pressure instantly rose.

"Heumm" replied Rahma with a nod of her head without looking at her best friend.

"Then?"

"They're married"

"What?" cry Lisna, as soon as she stood up from her seat. The phone in his hand even fell unconscious.

"Lis was calm, this is in the clinic" Rahma's warning instantly made Lisna circulate her gaze. Fortunately Rahma was treated in a room with a resident of one patient so what Lisna did did not bother the other patients.

"Crazy for Anggara. Naw, why are you this calm after knowing the truth? you still let him be okay? you can't just shut up, do something, Naw!" sentak Lisna, he became furious himself after hearing the news that Anggara was married again to his former lover, who was,

"His wife is pregnant" Rahma continued,

"What?" lisna once again made a loud voice in shock at what Rahma said.

"Lisna, lower your voice!" Rahma again gave Lisna a warning.

Anger was growing in Lisna's heart after knowing everything. He did not understand how Anggara could hurt women as much as Rahma. I want to feel Lisna cursing and tearing Anggara apart. But guilt instantly dampened her emotions, she hugged Rahma who was still trying to stop the tears that kept flowing down her cheeks accompanying every word that was spoken from her lips.

"I'm sorry Naw, I'm sorry. I've introduced you to Anggara, I made you suffer this way" Lisna was finally powerless to hold back her tears, guilt and pity to hear her best friend's story mixed in her heart, he hugged Rahma tightly.

The atmosphere of the nursery was instantaneous, there was only the sound of sobs that were mutual. Two friends are hugging each other's feelings through crying.