
Brief Story
Long story short, Ahsan got a big rizki, he was offered a teaching contract at a leading Islamic private institution in his city. A very promising institution, because it has an international standard with a personalized learning education system.
No half-time nominal up to 54 million per month. The cost of a teacher's honor there, imagined how much spp should be spent every child.
He became suddenly rich. He bought a motorbike to facilitate transportation to the school from Mahadnya.
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Severe hyperemesis now makes Laiqa more worried about Azqila's condition. Plus the relaxed attitude of a Salman who tends to be busy outside, and there is less time for his wife, making him often stay there just to make sure things are fine.
Millions of stories have been told about Azqila and Salman. Until Azqila felt she was very dependent on Laiqa, not willing the girl was far from him.
"Are you going to Medina...?"
"God willing.."
laiqa replied to the conversation in the late night.
Azqila vomited again, until her whole body turned deathly pale. He clasped Laiqa's hand holding Faiza.
"Can you just be here...?"
"Sister mean...?"
"Become, Aa's second wife'?.."
"Well?..." Laiqa closed her mouth which automatically gaped wide, surprised and almost thought the girl in front of him had gone crazy.
"I was unable to realize his ambition..Yesterday you said your mind wants to have a lot of kids"
Laiqa shook her head while petting the nimang Faiza.
"Ga will happen ka. ga. I have no inclination at all with my sister's husband..."
Although at first glance Azqila's husband had a resemblance to Ahsan. The man he had been wanting was silent.
"But I need you, I'm sure you're the right person, sholehah, well, motherhood...?We can partner together to build a civilization"
Laiqa looked at Azqila with glass in her eyes.
If you'd known how I felt about your sister-in-law..
"Do you have any other options...?"
Laiqa nodded.
"I have imagined for days his face, he who is famous for his scholarship and his ability in religion, good akhlaq so perfect, imagine if only he could be a priest for me and my children later. But I don't know how to reach it. I'm just an ordinary man, there's no way I'm expressing any liking. Just to look at his face I feel sinful, especially if I let this feeling continue to be big and uncontrollable for him"
"Who is he, do I know him?"
Laiqa nodded.
"So, I know him very well."
Azqila gulped, like someone was pounding on her chest, when she decided to guess.
"Is he Ahsan?"
"Yes .." answered Laiqa lowered his head, tears dripping at the rumbling end of his chest, because in the end he had a chance to tell his feelings to the right person. Someone who can really help him.
"You want ta'aruf with him?"
Laiqa looked at Azqila while holding her breath. Azqila clasped her cold hand.
"If you are his wife, you can live next door to me, rented house belongs to my ummah, or it could be that house does not need to be contracted, you can use it at will "
"Do I deserve her?"
"You two, you have a lot in common .. I'll help you to my abilities."
The door opened, and the awaited one came. He was Azqila's husband. Faiza who had fallen asleep immediately Laiqa put in the baby box, then she said goodbye. Azqila seemed to want to hold her back, arguing that she booked a taxi online for Laiqa. Until, in the end, Laiqa pased on the terrace with a person who had just been talked about earlier with Azqila.
Ahsan, he sat on the new looking motorbike, took off his black jacket, and looked at Laiqa unintentionally.
Laiqa sat on the porch bench waiting for an online taxi, letting Ahsan enter without saying anything to her. The Brotherhood, only nodded slightly at him with a faint smile as necessary.
Laiqa lowered her head, time felt so long.
Ahsan talks with Ustadz Salman.
"So Ahsan tea needs anything for the legality of our Foundation"
"It takes a meeting of the heula or yes Ang. as well as the inauguration of Aang as the chairman of the Foundation"
"Oh, kumaha or so Aang who is the chairman"
Ting
"Hemm the car has come, you heart yes .." Azqila said to Laiqa who immediately hugged her..
"God willing, I will ask him if he is ready for marriage or not .."
Laiqa looked at Azqila embarrassedly.
"You help me pray.."
"Yes ka, I say goodbye, Jazakillah khoir ka.. Assalamoalli... ".
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