
Night Days.
Lela was stunned when she saw her husband Zayn smoking on the balcony of their apartment with a face that looked very irritated and confused.
Just this time she saw her husband smoking, and only this time did she see him with his face like that.
I don't know what the husband was thinking to make it very upset and frustrated. Could it be that it was about her or the others, Lela had no idea. He only knows that some men make cigarettes as an escape to help relieve stress a little.
While outside.
Zayn was pensive as he looked at the tall skyscrapers towering up. The lights were twinkling beautifully all over the city and the traffic frenzy seemed endless.
Everything doesn't make his mind distracted. He was still at a loss to think about what possibilities Ammar could have for his wife Lela.
"Temporary effect of nicotine only gives a momentary sense of calm. There's no research if smoking can help relieve stress."
Zayn was startled when suddenly Lela was already standing next to him. He put out the cigarette in his hand.
"It turns out it's beautiful here too" said Lela, looking around.
"It's my first time here, usually I just see the view from the window." Lela looked at her husband with a smile.
Zayn smiled.
"Why? Are you afraid of heights?"
Lela shook her head.
"No. I only knew enough about my unstable mental state. If my feelings are not good, I might think of jumping from here to the bottom." Lela looked down.
Zayn's smile instantly dimmed. He looked at his wife.
"Not to worry. I'm not gonna do that right now." Lela held back a laugh at the surprise of her husband.
Zayn did not smile, he lowered his head while showing his serious face.
"Although it did happen several times to do it," said Lela again slowly.
Zayn was shocked and saw his wife again.
"not now. But long ago, when I was in Egypt. I was thinking if I stayed there and didn't come home soon. I will die, if not in her hands, I will probably die by suicide" Lela said, ending with a wry smile.
Zayn immediately turned his face away, not liking the words of his wife.
"Have you heard this term. Low faith does not cause depression, but depression can lead to low faith. According to this theory, depressed people become reluctant to do something including ablution, prayer and teaching, so that it keeps it away from God, and more susceptible to seduction Satan," continued Lela.
"At that point the depressed person will experience despair and a sense of wanting to end his life, the devil continues to seduce him, whispering if death is the only way most appropriate to end all his suffering." Lela saw her husband.
"But it'll never happen to you." Zayn also saw his wife.
"I am sure the more you find your life difficult, the more hurt and suffering you become, until finally you are depressed and desperate, the more you draw closer to Allah SWT. For forgiveness and His help."
Lela lowered her head.
"I am only a human being who is trying to believe in Allah SWT and all the destinies of Him, no matter how long, dark and murky the tunnel I am going through, I only saw a beautiful glimmer of light at the end and that's what gave me the strength to endure."
"I also believe that His love is greater than mine, and that the life plan He has prepared for me is far better than my dreams" Lela said, ending with a smile to her husband.
"Thank God if you think like that. Rest assured if everything in this world is only temporary, happy there is a time, suffering is not forever, will continue to alternate we feel. We just have to remember to be thankful and be patient. For the grateful will be happy, the patient will be glorious." Zayn smiled at his wife.
Lela nodded.
Both then fell silent. Lela turned her head to stare at the bright star-studded night sky.
"From now on I'll come here often." Lela saw her husband.
"Don't!" zayn answered reflex.
Lela was startled immediately frowned.
"I mean. Come here if there is me. Don't be alone."
Lela smiled.
"Just calm. I'm not gonna jump out of here."
"That's not what I mean, it's just..." Zayn's confused.
"Yes I understand. All right, I'll be here if it's with you."
Zayn smiled happily. Both are silent again.
"Thank you" Lela said suddenly as she looked at her husband.
Zayn saw his wife astonished.
"It has become a beautiful light at the end of my tunnel."
Zayn was shocked.
"Don't worry about me too much. God willing, I'll be fine."
Lela smiled at her husband. Before he finally went back inside leaving Zayn who was smiling pleasures.
***
Nightmares are waking Lela up tonight.
With a hunting breath and cold sweat pouring out, Lela tried to calm herself while continuing to beristighfar.
He then glanced at Zayn who was asleep on the sofa. Thankful that her nightmare this time didn't wake her husband.
Lela got out of bed, slowly not wanting to make her husband wake up, she entered the bathroom.
A few moments later.
Lela squashed on the prayer mat, with her face getting wetter, she again complained of all her complaints. Stir all helplessness and continue to humble himself before God the All-Everything.
Lela knew that when the world continued to invite, when hope seemed to no longer exist, the expanse of prayer became a place to melt the heart.
He believed that putting everything to God was the easiest way to give him strength and make things easy.
It's proven. How many times his condition is fragile and uncontrollable, but he can still get to this stage by still standing, thanks to Allah SWT who never broke the promise.
How many times his heart was fragile, as if the world was about to collapse, but at once Allah SWT made it strong as if to give him proof that His power was so great and so close.
He believed that after this he would be fine. Whatever will happen in the future, Lela is sure that Allah SWT will always be with her.
Lela ended her prayer. Lela wiped her tears. He who had calmed down stood up and was shocked to find the husband who was already behind him out of nowhere.
"Now I'm sure you'll be okay." Zayn smiled.
"For the power of prayer is the greatest energy that man has, for it involves directly the Almighty. God."