CHASING THE PEARL OF HEAVEN
#41
Bismilbornrahmaanirrahiim
Allahumma Shalli'alaa Sayyidina Muhammad
Wa'alaa Alihi Sayyidina Muhammad
"Okay, for my Lord and my daughter's sake. But I remind you once again, women are married for 4 reasons: Her wealth, descent, beauty, and religion. Then take my daughter later as a wife and trust that you will be held responsible for her. With and with Him you worship Allah, in joy also in sorrow".
But love is in charge of perfecting not covering up shortcomings or advantages. Azam nodded full of promises of confidence.
"I will fulfill all your requests, but not just my eyes are afraid of you. For I fear that my life will be worse than it is now, for the father's daughter is the guidance and I fear that I will not find it."
Without realizing it, Dirga always appreciated the courage of this young man. Does not the evidence in the search for Asha and Fahmi last week become strong evidence that Azam can be trusted.
The bell outside the door rang to break the sacred atmosphere, Azam completed Asha's question through his meaningful gaze.
"Abi and Umi I deliberately came from the boarding school to meet his daughter-in-law".
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When Prophet Muhammad SAW married Fatimah to Ali, he invited Abu Bakr and Khula'ur Rashidin to bring Fatimah preparations. They asked, what has been prepared by him for his beloved daughter and beloved nephew? It turned out that the provision was only a mill of wheat, the skin of the animal in the same bag, a jug and a plate. Seeing that Abu Bakr cried sadly. He asks.
"Yes Rasulallah, is this the preparation for Fatimah's marriage?"
The apostle calmed down by saying.
"O Abu Bakr, this is enough for the people of the world"
From that story, it has illustrated how the simplicity is ingrained in the life of the glorious Prophet. Even for him, making a festive party is not a difficult thing. However, for the great and holy man the splendor of his daughter's wedding feast must not be demonstrated by things related to the world.
So that was the request of the future wife Azam granted.
"Yes Khairul Azam, Uzawwijuka 'ala ma amarallahu bi ihsanin".
"Na'am"
Iqbal Dirgantara further tightened their handshake.
"Ya Khairul Azam, Ankahtuka wa zawwajtuka makhtubathaka Asha Azzaliyah Zahra bint Iqbal Dirgantara bi mahri mushaf Al-qur'an wa alatil 'dahaan worship".
"Qobiltun nikahaha wa tazwijaha bi mahril madzkuur halaan".
Asha opened her eyes when Azam managed to perform his task in one breath. It is as if witnessing the shocks of the Dahsat of God with his own eyes, to stab into the soul. A drop of tears fell on his cheek that was glazed over. Asha stared fixedly at the mirror, the woman in her reflection was no longer a girl.
After that, the prayer in Kumandangkan KH. Abdurrahman Lathif with shahdu. Tranquility fills the entire Iqbal Dirgantara family with solemnity.
"Aamiinn.yes Rabbal' alamin"
Hanifah smiled at him, proud and full of haru. Asha instantly slid into his arms as she stretched out her two hands.
"My daughter.straighten your intentions in the household. Make this marriage your reward field, receive and welcome your husband full of love and obedience. Serve him with your warmth. Help him with your patience and do'a. Arouse him with your joy and tenderness. Close his shortcomings with your noble character. When you have done everything, then there is no title of the most beautiful that you deserve but the title Mas'atus shalihah".
So Hanifah kissed Asha's forehead.
"Mama's advice is my duty, thank you for letting me go to live with others. May I be an interlocutor who accompanies her always in patience like Mama!"
Hanifa wiped away her daughter's tears that hung on her beautiful, pliable eyelashes.
"You can do well".
KH. Abdurrahman Lathif and his wife came to Asha.
"Know my son, this marriage causes you to share more. Your parents, brothers and even friends will increase. Of course all that will extend the rope silaturrahmi, widen the ground, and expand the view. We're very lucky to have a daughter-in-law like you".
Asha hugged Nyai Halimah but her eyes looked at Kiyai Lathif.
"Thank you...!"
"Sat...!"
Azam was unable to blink when Asha sat down with him. The young man was festering with the appearance of Asha who wore a white wedding dress in a flower sequin garnish. It showed a sweet impression on her face that always looked beautiful. Asha was like an angel and her fragrance was heaven when Azam kissed her forehead.
"You are the woman I will keep her life and honor with my life. But remember Asha, you are married to an ordinary man"
His whisper resembled a warning, Asha stared at those soot-black eyes. Still as sharp as the first time they collided in the campus cafeteria.
"Well, I know!"
Reply Asha whispered while thrusting pen to sign their marriage book.
Azam hugged the body of Iqbal Dirgantara, saying thousands of implied thanks because without his blessing he would not feel this happy in his life.
"Is there any advice you want to convey, father-in-law?"
Iqbal replied by patting Azam on the shoulder.
"Always remember, men are leaders for women. Demonstrate your ability to support, teach and nurture. Gain authority so that your wife is obedient under your leadership. Be a responsible, wise, gentle husband so that your wife feels warm and at ease by your side. Try to be a good role model for him so that he is proud to be married to you. This is the time to prove that you are a real man who is not only strong on the outside, Khairul Azam. There's no tolerance if you hurt her!"
"Nobody dares to hurt himself, I have promised before my Lord. So Mr. Colonel Letnal, you don't have to worry about that. For I would drown in hell by any door if I dared to abandon your daughter".
Arkha began to approach them by carrying a piece of cake with shirt buttons that were accidentally opened on the top.
"Unfortunately I don't have any message - what for, it's just that if you dare to hurt her I will make sure my fate will be the same as this cake!"
The cake went straight into Asha's brother's mouth.
Azam raised an eyebrow to see Arkha becoming speechless as he held back a cough because the cake was too full in his mouth.
"You'd better get some drinking water first, and I'll always remember your words"
However Azam had to thank the man for being willing to step on his sister towards pelaminan.
"May your marriage be Sakinah, Mawaddah and Warahmah..."
Fahmi smiles at Asha while greeting Azam. His eyes light dimmed.
"Thank you Mimi, I hope you're well too"
Automatically Fahmi's hand felt the part of his face wrapped in bandages.
"Of course, my wounds will dry soon!"
Without realizing it, Fahmi's right hand fell on his chest. The place where his organs throb weakly when he saw Asha in Azam's arms possessively.
"I'm sorry to go to the toilet, I think the plaster's almost taken off"
Fahmi resigned himself, Asha just smiled and looked at the young man's back who was getting away.
"What are you thinking?"
Asha looked up at Azam's narrowed eyes. His ring finger decorated with mating cicin gently reviewed Azam's eyebrows which formed fiercely because of suspicion.
"I'm just going through Mimi's words"
Asha said mysteriously, while Azam could not help but pull his waist closer.
"You dare tell me?"
His voice is more attractive when he is jealous.
"Mimi's words should be revised...!"
Asha whispered softly while on her tiptoes to get closer.
"For in my opinion, Mawaddah was when my love and your love grew in bloom after the contract!"
Heading to the Romantic episode how difficult it is to ask for forgiveness...
