
...We are only planners, not determinants. For we can only strive, and may God help....
...☘️...
Satisfied looking at the face of Khadijah , Aksara also tried to bring her closer, Somewhere push but want Aksara to touch the smooth cheeks of his wife.
'It turns out you're prettier than I thought' Inner Aksara
The corner of Aksara's lips instantly shot upwards, realizing the ridiculousness that was detrimental to the woman before him.
It was possible that he had indeed gone too far, 'The Inner Aksara'.
Honestly, before Aksara only intended to tempt Khadijah, it was unthinkable to be like this.
Lucky Goddess Fortuna is still siding with Aksara where Dirga who did not tell her the real events in Aksara did to Khadijah.
'I'm sorry'
Aksara wanted to say that, but in fact the sentence only reached his heart, while his lips were still frozen.
"Astaghfiullah!!"
Realizing Aksara's hand rubbed her cheek, it made Khadijah feel afraid to see her. Attention made Khadija terrified.
"Sorry Mas" said Khadijah by bowing his face.
Likewise with Khadijah, Aksara also felt the same thing, which was also surprised when Khadija suddenly woke up and inched away from her.
Nanar Khadijah's eyes looked at the husband who had just made her so afraid to see him. Khadijah could only lower his face. Honestly, to look her husband in the eye, there may no longer be courage in Khadijah's heart.
Quickly Khadijah uncovered the blanket that covered half of his body, and left the Aksara room.
"Wait !"
Not yet Khadijah got out of bed, Aksara first stop him.
"Stay here, I'll sleep on the couch"
Hearing the words of the Aksara, Khadijah then linked his eyebrows, For some reason he was not so sure of the words of his husband. Especially considering how the attitude of the previous character.
"No Mas, Sejah will sleep in the room only"
Khadijah lowered his legs, and went to stand up.
"I'm not asking!, but I'm commanding you, to stay here !"
Deg.
Khadijah then rounded his eyes, hearing a plea pitched the order from the husband.
Honest Aksara wants to say softly, but his tongue feels silly to ask Khadija, or maybe the Aksara ego is still so dominating the heart. 'Stop'.
Khadija was downcast to hear the words of her husband, honestly whether it was a request or an order. As a Muslim, Khadijah knows the duties and responsibilities of a wife.
"Trust. Nothing will happen between us" Aksara said in the end.
Either because of coercion, or because Aksara did want to be with Khadijah, or because Aksara wanted to open his heart, 'Truly only Aksara knows'.
Seeing the seriousness in the eyes of her husband, Khadija also could not refuse it, until finally Khadija complied and agreed to the words of the Scriptures.
While Aksara saw Khadijah re-raise his legs, he himself took a pillow on the side and walked towards the sofa.
"Rest" said Aksara
Khadijah remained silent, watching her husband turn his back against the back of the sofa. Honestly, Khadijah felt warm in his heart, for whatever reason but the attitude of the character that he just did, he said, enough to make Khadija believe that the Aksara has begun to change the heart and maybe even the mind.
***
Time is 02.45
Aksara woke up with a pain in his throat, honestly he who used to drink before going to sleep, last night forgot the routine.
But Aksara rounded his eyes, realizing there was no Khadijah on his mattress.
'Where is he' thinks Aksara.
A worried character, for whatever reason, rushed to find Khadijah in his room.
The purpose of Aksara is the bathroom, it is possible that Khadija was there, 'Batin Aksara'.
Not thinking of the length of the Aksara out the room and looking for the existence of Khadijah, the next destination 'kitchen', but from the end of the stairs Aksara saw the lights in the kitchen still go out, and that meant Khadijah was not there.
Amidst her panic and confusion, Aksara finds a melodious voice from one of the guest rooms.
Aksara also swung his legs, stepping towards the guest room whose door was slightly open, True alleged Aksara if there Khadijah is.
Seeing Khadijah was resting on his long prayer mat, honestly Aksara felt the shade in his heart.
The impulse in the heart of Aksara made him enter though without the permission of Khadijah before him, Aksara dissolved in the merdunya voice of Khadijah.
وَلَنَبْلُوَنَّكُمْ بِشَيْءٍ مِنَ الْخَوْفِ وَالْجُوعِ وَنَقْصٍ مِنَ الْأَمْوَالِ وَالْأَنْفُسِ وَالثَّمَرَاتِ وَبَشِّرِ الصَّابِرِينَ * الَّذِينَ إِذَا أَصَابَتْهُمْ مُصِيبَةٌ قَالُوا إِنَّا لِلَّهِ وَإِنَّا إِلَيْهِ رَاجِعُونَ
It means: “And We will certainly test you with a little fear, hunger, lack of wealth, soul and fruit.
Give glad tidings to those who are patient. Those who, when they are doomed, say: 'Inna lillahi wa inna ilaihi rajiun (We belong to Allah, and to him we will return)',” (QS. Al-Baqarah: 155–156).
The chant of the Ayat is so melodious that Aksara terlena and sits on the mattress room Khadija without asking, right behind Khadijah to pray the night before.
Aksara stared at the wife's back so calmly with her reading. Until making the Mendelik Aksara realize it has been long enough he did not pray, even his reading may have forgotten Aksara.
'Seeing?, What else'. Perhaps the last time when he was 16 years old, coincided with the agenda of the school's flash boarding school program during Ramadan.
Long enough Khadija bowed on his long prayer mat, until without feeling I stare at dawn has greeted his ears.
Khadijah then put back Mushaf Qur'an on the table and moved from his seat to perform dawn prayers.
In about 10 minutes, Khadijah was finished with two morning raka'at along with a little practice that he always practiced every morning.
Khadijah went to return to clean Mukena and prayer mats, then put Mukena right next to his mushaf.
This morning Khadija was very eager to enjoy the warmth of Ginger honey, honestly Khadijah was fine, only his body needed Intake that would make Khadija fit as before.
"Astaghfiullah!!"
Khadija then smothered his mouth, saw someone was sleeping soundly on his mattress.
'Mas Aksa !' Batin Khadijah's.
I don't know since when Aksara was there 'Inner Khadijah'. Khadijah could only stare with his sense of wonder and confusion.
Seeing the face of the character who shaded without sin, honestly made Khadija want to see her, even if only briefly, but somehow Khadija really wanted to look at the handsome face of her husband.
If you look around, the characters may not be the type of people who are hard, or evil. But Khadijah then linked his eyebrows, realizing the attitude of the husband who always makes him feel afraid when dealing with him.
Khadijah then sat on the side of Aksara, and continued to look at the shade of the husband's face which he could rarely enjoy.
Because every with the previous Aksara, Aksara not infrequently show a sour face or fierce face on Khadijah.
'Did I sin if I looked at him?, 'Batin Khadijah'
Khadija then smiled so happily, seeing her husband slumbering with a smooth snoring was heard there.
***
Surya rays have begun to show its charm. The bustle of the city began to appear everywhere.
No exception in the kitchen of the house of Bu Gita.
"What cooking is mbok ?"
Mbok Nah was surprised to find his employer was already there.
"Eh Mother. Cook the same Opor Egg Shrimp Sweet Asam as fried chili Potato Bu"
Answer Mbok Nah politely, while continuing his activities.
"Dijah hasn't gone down Mbok ?"
"That's Mom. Maybe Mba Colored Still Sick Ma'am" said Mbok Nah by guessing.
Activities in the kitchen are always starting at 5 and khadijah always helps mbok well there. But because the incident last night certainly made Khadija feel not okay. 'Think Miss Gita'
"Yes already mbok, I want to see Colored first in the Room of Aksa" said Bu Gita as he passed leaving his Assistant.
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