Believe me, I'm Still Sacred

Chapter 24. Raihan Syndicate

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Why is Rey staring at me like that? Is there something wrong with me?

Indeed, the basic woman was insensitive to what Rey hinted at at at this time. The girl he was referring to was himself. Rey had guessed that, especially when Zahwa suddenly asked her another question. What was the name of the girl who had captivated her cousin's sister?

Rey was upset, obviously she didn't answer. Okay fine, he understands Zahwa like this because Zahwa does not understand his feelings. Of course because all this time they have lived as brothers, then suddenly turned into love, will not there be many changes later?

After driving Zahwa home, Rey and Diana rush home. The Calabrian family's mansion.

Along the way Diana continued to urge her son to say who the girl adored her heart and bring her home. "Who the hell is Rey? Mom is curious!"

"Later you know, too" replied Rey.

"Did mama know?"ask again.

"Yes, you know very well" Rey replied with a smile, with her hands still busy driving.

"Who the hell? Ah you are making Mama curious anyway if you like someone, you should immediately marry him do not use the boyfriend first."

"Yes ma, besides in Islam there is no such thing as dating. Ta'aruf, khitbah, marriage."

"Hem.mama don't believe me. Not in Singapore, have you ever dated a couple of girls there?" accuse Diana of Rey.

"It's not Ma's date, it's just deket."

Actually Rey is close to the woman, so she forgets her feelings for Zahwa but everything is useless. No matter where he was, Zahwa always thought.

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Let's look at the dangers of failed polygamy. From Abu Hurairah Radhiyallahu ‘Anhu, Rasulullah Shallallahu ‘Alaihi wa Sallam said:

مَنْ كَانَتْ لَهُ إِمْرَأَتَانِ فَمَالَ إِلَى إِحْدَاهُمَا، جَاءَ يَوْمَ الْقِيَامَةِ وَ شُقُّهُ مَائِلُ.

“Whoever has two wives then he leans towards one of the two, then he will come on the day of doomsday in a state of his back tilted.” (CHR. At Tirmidhi and Abu Daud)

الْجَزَاءُ مِنْ جِنْسِ الْعَمَلِ

“Reward (reply) it corresponds to the type of charity deed.”

You in the world are not fair to your wife who you have polygamy, then at that time in the Hereafter, You will never be flat (his back). It should be well understood by all polygamous men. That, the main obligation for a polygamous husband is to be fair. This fair attitude is mandatory. And the obligation is based on ijma’ (the agreement of the scholars).

Mentioned by the scholars of rahimahumullaahu ta’ala, among them Imam As Syafi’i, 3rd century Islamic cleric Hijriyah, he said;

ودلت سنة رسول الله صلى الله عليه وسلم ، وما عليه عوام علماء المسلمين أن على الرجل أن يقسم لنسائه بعدد الأيام والليالي

“It has been pointed out for the sunnah (teaching) of the Prophet shallallahu ‘alaihi wa sallam and what is the general opinion of the Muslim clerics that it is the duty of a man to divide for his wives based on the number of days and nights (day and night should be the same)”

O you who are polygamous, day and night should be the same!

Then he said;

ولم أعلم مخالفا في أن على المرء أن يقسم لنسائه فيعدل بينهن

“I do not know of anyone who disputes this; that a polygamous man is obliged to share for his women (wives), then he does justice among them.”

See the explanation of Imam Ibn Hazm in his book Al-Muhalla:

والعدل بين الزَّوجات فَرض، وأكثر ذلك في قسمة الليالي

“Adil among the wives is mandatory. And it happens mostly on the night turn division where you spend the night.”

Hey, where did you spend the night? Don't you just spend the night at the first wife. When you have a second, third, or even fourth wife, it is all your wife. There are no young wives or old wives. There aren't. The first wife is no more entitled than the second wife, and so on. Everything should be the same.

O you who are polygamous. If you don't want to, you'll be tilted later on the day of the apocalypse.

Raihan has just finished filling the halaqah of the santri in the mosque after praying isya. The word halaqa is derived from the Arabic halaqo, yahluqo, and halqotan which means circle. Halaqah means a gathering of two or more people who discuss religious affairs. In terms of halaqah means a study where people who participate in the study sit in a circle.

When Raihan came out of the mosque, Ustad Iqbal and Ustad Arifin were behind him, and Iqbal's ustad patted him on the shoulder slowly.

"Diehale!"

"Yes, Abi?"

"Why are you talking about polygamy?" ustad Arifin asked with a sharp look at her grandson. The only grandson. At first glance he looks angry at Raihan.

"Do you dare quip Abah with your brother?!" His jaw hardened, iftad Arifin began to emotion.

"I'm not afraid, these are the facts. I just want one woman in my life, bah, Abi."

"If you only want one woman, then marry Zainab, not the son of the Calabrian family, because she is no longer holy!" exclaims ustadz Arifin who remains clumsy match her grandson with her best friend's son. He even vilified the figure of Zahwa, yes it was because of photo problems.

"Change! Zahwa is still holy and I believe it! So please, Abah same Abi don't talk like that about Raihan's future wife. Tomorrow, will propose Zahwa and Raihan do not need the presence of Abah and Abi." threatening Raihan to Abah and his brother, he bluffs so that the two people will listen to him and give his blessing.

"How dare you Raihan-ughh.." Suddenly the old man was holding his chest, his body was piercing.

"Change!"

Raihan and Iqbal panicked to see it, they immediately held the body of the unconscious Arifin ustadz.

"Abi.I'll get the car ready, we'll have to go to the hospital!" raihan said to his brother.

Iqbal nodded with a panicked face. He did not expect that Ustadz Arifin would be crushed again heart disease.

They took Arifin to the hospital, with Raihan driving his car.

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Meanwhile, in a room with shades of purple and white, Zahwa had just finished praying isya. He took off his face, then looked at his phone that was on the nightstand. There were some incoming messages from Raihan for him.

The girl smiled wryly, she was very happy to see the content of the message from the romantic Raihan.

...*I will definitely propose to you again tomorrow, may all your family agree Zahwa*....

...*Don't forget to dream of me in your sleep, put my name in every prayer. Because I did the same. Zahwa, my dear Raihan you*....

Just words alone could make Zahwa melt. Yes, that is the woman who always put forward feelings versus logic.

"Ehem! You haven't slept?"

Amayra's voice made Zahwa nervous, he hurriedly kept his phone on the bed. "Ehm. Just gone healthy isya."

Amayra approached her daughter and sat right next to her. "Zahwa, mama say this for your good.please forget Raihan. You won't be happy with her, son."

Both of Zahwa's eyes widened instantly upon hearing him.

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