Bismillah I Chose You

Part 5 | Attention Search Shandra

بِسْمِ اللّٰهِ الرَّحْمٰنِ الرَّحِيْم

"Pantes aja his feet ngalahin kanebo dry, is the reading that soan."

Farhan

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Shandra awoke from her stupor right after azan ashar reverberated. Dizziness and dizziness dominate his head. Fatimah who was always near the daughter-in-law happily welcomed the recently unconscious Shandra.

"Do you need anything, honey?" fatimah asked with care and affection.

Shandra just silently did not answer but the pain in the head made both hands she reflexively held it.

"Drink first," pinta Fatimah while offering a glass of water that already has a sucker.

Shandra simply complied and drank only a few gulps. "What time is it, Mah?" he asked with a voice that was still helpless.

"Half four, why?" sahut Fatimah while helping Shandra who is trying to sit down.

"I have not prayed dzuhur, Mah," said Shandra condition of surprise. Fear haunted him even more when he remembered a piece of study material that discussed the sin of leaving the fardu prayer.

One time leaving the morning prayer will be thrown into hell for 60 years which is equal to 60,000 years in the world. One time to leave the prayer dzuhur sin is the same as killing 1000 Muslims. One time to leave the prayer ashar sin is the same as closing/tearing down the Kaaba. One time leaving the prayer magrib sin is the same as fornication with his mother (male) or father (female). One time to leave the prayer isaiah will not diridhoi Allah Subhanahu wa Ta'ala stay on earth or under the heavens and eat and drink from His favor.

"Can dikodo, son," said Fatimah calming. As far as he is concerned, if in such circumstances his prayer is to be replaced and God declares it.

"I want to pray first, Mah," he said, trying to get out of bed to go to the bathroom.

"Let Mamah help," said Fatimah carefully helping her daughter-in-law who was walking in a limp and a little staggering due to the dizziness she still felt.

Fatimah looked proudly at her daughter-in-law who despite being in a bad state still insisted on carrying out her obligations. And indeed it should be like that, Allah has made it easier to worship all his people. Sit if you are unable to stand. Lie down if you are unable to sit. However, there are still a few people who do not fulfill their obligations just because of world affairs, or even deliberately leave it. Naudzubillah, may we not be in it.

"Don't force it, son," said Fatimah, reminding Shandra, who was seen staggering several times in her prayer that she had just started.

Shandra did not heed the words of the in-laws that were in her mind were only prayers, prayers, and prayers. The pain in his head that he suffered would not be comparable to the sin that would befall him in the afterlife.

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The night air was so cold that it pierced to the bones. However, there is not the slightest intention for a sweet girl wrapped in plain maroon hymns and long wide khimar that dangle to cover the chest. The atmosphere was so soothing even though it was undeniable that the more crazy he felt.

"Gue cariin loe from earlier knew here," said someone who was none other than Farhan.

Shandra, the girl just turned a part of her head, then returned to look straight ahead that displayed the beauty of the skyscrapers.

"Loe just recovered from her illness. Not that this break is even mojok alone on the balcony," said the man with a plain black T-shirt and jeans.

A heavy breath came out of Farhan's mouth. "There is no point in constantly lamenting the departure of Mamah. Life will go on, you have to believe that the name of death is a thing that must be experienced by every living creature that lives on earth."

Shandra turned her body to face her husband who was only about two meters in front of her. "I know that!" shandra said then passed by leaving Farhan who was still at home standing in his position.

Farhan grabbed the frustrated hair. "Loe's too stiff for me!" muttered.

His ex-girlfriend is very far and different from his wife. She always gets beautiful women with all her indulgence and sweetness in speaking words. But why did God match him with someone so opposite to him?

With a lazy step he approached the wife who was now sitting cross-legged on the mattress with a thick book on her lap. Farhan snorted as he looked at the title of the book his wife had read. "Pantes aja his feet mengalahin kanebo dry, the reading is so," he said in a soft voice.

THE BIG DICTIONARY OF THE FIFTH EDITION OF INDONESIAN, as written in front of the cover of the book that Shandra read. I don't know what is interesting about the neatly arranged rows of letters in it, which is clearly the charm of the book is able to make Shandra's mood slightly improved.

The Dictionary of Indonesian Language is the official Indonesian language dictionary compiled by the Language Development and Development Agency and published by Balai Pustaka. This dictionary is the highest reference of the standard Indonesian language, which, because it is the most complete and accurate Indonesian dictionary ever published by a publisher who has a patent from the government of the Republic of Indonesia which is protected by the Ministry of Education and Culture of Indonesia.

The book that has five editions is indeed a long time Shandra has, and what he is currently reading is the book KBBI Fifth Edition launched by the Minister of Education and Culture, and, Muhadjir Effendy on October 28, 2016. It is 2,040 pages thick, almost double the previous 1,400 pages.

"Why do you feel at home sitting and reading such a book. Damaged his eyes," said Farhan asked the wife's attention to turn his eyes towards him.

Shandra who did not want to be disturbed and was lazy to respond to the useless babble of her husband did not give a response at all. His eyes are so fast and agile in reading, even so soon Shandra's hands participate in turning page after page.

In the history of his life there has never been a woman who dared to act like Shandra did. Act indifferent and busy yourself. Really, it was like an insult to her. He roughly took over the heavy thick book and roughly stored it on the bedside table.

"Couldn't you make me blood ride a day?!"

"You're the one who bothers me. Why are you scolding me?" reply Shandra no less fierce. He dislikes being disturbed when he is busy reading.

Farhan growled in annoyance. "Why did you even turn my back on me?"

"I'm not scolding you. I'm just upset because you've been bothering me. That's all," Shandra said.

"I could die standing if every day ladenin loe stiff like this" murmured Farhan who can still be heard.

"Not every human being will die. That's not what you said?" shandra said without the slightest bit of pity and pity to see the look of a red face full of frustration that Farhan showed.

"Loe plin-plan's. Sometimes call me 'Mas' sometimes 'You' want to loe what the hell?" farhan's protest diverted the conversation, as he could no longer reply to the words of his wife that had caused him to die of infestation. He became curious to hear the response his wife was about to give. Honestly, she likes a nickname that Shandra accidentally gave her three days ago.

Shandra took a long breath. "I am the one who says why do you bother commenting on what I say? And I apologize before that I never called you that way" Shandra replied. He called Farhan 'Mas' in front of others. It was without Farhan's knowledge.

With an annoyed step and a rough stomped foot Farhan got off the bed, and came out of the room with a heart that was not a kepalang.

"May die young this is the story," Farhan grumbled as he reached the kitchen and downed a bottle of mineral water from the refrigerator.

▪To be continue▪