BLACK PEARL'S

CHAPTER 47

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

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I was surprised when I woke up to do the night prayer, I saw my husband was solemn there, facing the Qibla standing with his stand up to make me shed tears.

Since when did he change, since when did he become what he is now, why did I not realize all this time. I saw the clock turned out to be too early at 1 am usually I will wake up around 2 am or palig late pukukl 3 am. And I'm starting to understand, I don't think I know, he's secretly worshipping me but why? Inner wondering.

I quickly got out of bed. Taking care of it for a while and running into the bathroom I don't want to miss this moment. The moment I stood behind him became a master when performing the night prayer, my greatest dream.

“jamaah ya kak Rys” said I was softly resisting the cries of haru while gently patting his back that had just berkakbir start a new rakaat, and, no. I have to be solemn’ because this is my chance to make out with God at the nearest time like this.

He began to read al-fatihah and Surah Ar-rahman and I was lulled by his melodious voice. Makes me calm and drift in the worship that I live. Until the greeting as the end of doing the prayer that we have done as many as 4 rakaat tahajud. Thinking and praying, I wept pouring out all the happiness that was blowing on my chest.

‘ay Allah be the Yarabbi of all your power and greatness, the all-softening and the all-turning heart of man. Thank you for this wonderful gift of yours, for returning my husband to the right path, thank you for the guidance you gave him. Thank you for making his wife's servant. There is no happiness happier than the proof of Islam to you. Proof that he has bowed solemnly to you. yarab. There is no ally to you, O Allah, who is the most loving and great lover.Thank you yarabbi.’ I wail in prayer and then look at his trembling back with his gathering towards God, I am deeply moved.

Until he finished in a long prostration, turned to look at me with his eyes the same as mine, then he stuck out his hand at me and I just remained silent until he made a sound.

“Hanna!” reproofing. Instead of welcoming the helping hand, I hugged him tightly and he hugged me back.

“I am happy for the grace of this god. You know my love for you increases brother Rys. love you because.” Reveal me crying in her, and I'm sure her cocktail is wet with tears.

“why not say.. sama Hanna... when did you get married?” ask me to look at him full of demands I need an explanation. He smiled so softly, so soothing to my soul. It pulled me gently until I fell asleep on her shoulder where Thursday lesehan was on the floor on the prayer mat.

“will I tell you so listen carefully!” he answered and I nodded enthusiastically to listen to the story.

“when I left first for 1 month, I went here where abi studied and worshiped here, a teacher who turned out to be abi's friend while studying Islam. I went with Daniel and uncle there, because we were going to study together. …….” He told everything from him who initially had difficulty reading verse by verse surah al-quran until finally he managed to read and memorize al-qur’an, so genius that God entrusted in his brain, I just lost.

“Mr. Husband looks 2 times more handsome when using this game and kopyah, more handsome than when wearing the suit. It looks two different sides if wearing this clothes brother looks more simple but amazing. While when wearing a work suit looks more authoritative and a little burden.” Praise me and just smile and don't forget to kiss my forehead inside.

“thank you for the compliment, and tomorrow we will visit my teacher's house where we stayed while studying there, before going home or not?” of course I want to ask her very much.

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“assalamu’alaikum Sheikh.” greet brother Daniel and brother Alardo, while I and brother Lena hanay silent.

“waalaikumsalam warahmatullah. let's go in!” invite him, invite us to sit down with thick Arabic, for me to understand a little.

While the two men were so flexible to answer the question of the Sheikh that I do not know what his name is. And a veiled girl came with a tray full of treats for us. And I understand a little what the Sheikh said.

“she's my daughter, she just entered Al-qawariyyun university. His name is Fatima” he said then a middle-aged woman who also veiled came and sat among his daughters. Who sat in the midst of them.

“oh yeah who's the girl you split my son with? Ask Alardo.

“dia my wife sheikh someone I told you about, her name is Hanna.” her answer and I nodded clumsily.

“mashallah.. extraordinary, behind the success of a man there is a woman beside him and behind the failure of a man there is a woman also behind it. And your son is lucky to get it.” he said that at all I do not understand kara too fast, and my brain dictionary loading lack network so I can not translate it.

“sheikh right I was lucky to have her, a gift from god to me.” ouh... I blushed at her words, as she grabbed my hand and glanced at me at a glance as she said it was amazing, he only said sweet to me 3 times and here he also did it with ease.

We were involved in a warm conversation, it turns out that Sheikh Muhammad Hasan Alwazzan bin muhaamd Al-wazzan has 5 children 3nya men have a family and two women where the other is a twin Fatimah is married and follow her husband. Stay Fatimah who is said to have been betrothed to a child sheikh also seems and childhood friends. He's also my age only different hours, times, months and birth days are not important. Until the time I came home, she was Fatimah hugging me tightly, she was lonely again, there was me and Lena's sister she felt like she had a conversation partner.

“I hope you come on my wedding day” he said after hugging me and Lena's sister alternately.

“insyaallah.” answer us.

“I save your Email and sosmed,insyallah I will contact you as often as possible.” His word.

“and I can't wait.” I replied, we use Indonesian even though the pronunciation is not too good but I'm amazed because he knows the language of my country, the love of Indonesia can be famous also up here, but I'm amazed because he knows my country, love the same people who are notoriously friendly.

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