
...Being perfect is not our duty, the most important thing is that we can be better than before...
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Although Aksara said she was fine, Khadijah was not sure what her husband said. The character looks sweaty and pale.
Fresh reminded Khadijah when Aksara approached him Aksara looks fine l, and seems healthy, but at this time it is very much different from what he saw before.
"Stop !! Stay right there"
Aksara tried to avoid Khadijah who is currently getting closer to him.
But Khadijah who felt that the middle Aksara was not okay, not heeding the orders of her husband, instead Khadijah was getting closer to the Scriptures.
There is no other purpose, because honestly Khadija worried about the change in attitude of her husband.
Especially seeing the pale face of her husband, as well as cold sweat that came out pouring from his temple. Of course, it adds to the concerns of Khadijah.
"Mas. But Mas Aksa Why ?"
"Would it be okay ?"
"Jijah just want to make sure Mas Aksa is okay"
Khadijah continued to try to close his hand on the forehead of Aksara, but quickly Aksara refused and avoided Khadijah's hand.
Realizing the situation and conditions that had gone out of control, Aksara rushed up from the bed and left Khadijah.
"Where is Aksa going ?"
Aksara stopped his steps, and turned to look at Khadijah.
"Sleep, I'll sleep with Dion"
Say Aksara before leaving Khadijah's room. And suddenly it made Khadijah feel confused about what happened to her husband.
Isn't here he is, if even Khadijah will take care of him, why ask his Assistant, 'Thought Khadijah'.
But do not want to be increasingly struggling with his mind, Khadijah chose to obey the will of Aksara, but in Jakarta as well as this in fact, they never really become a husband and wife should, sleep together, and so on, and live the joy of suffering together.
Aksara chose to sleep separately from Khadijah, and it has happened since this 1 month, one month of their marriage age. And still I don't know when Aksara will treat Khadijah like that
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The dawn Adhan has greeted the ears of the human child.
Khadijah, Abah and Umi Amina were no exception. Aksara and Dion were also preparing to go to the mosque to run two rituals of his mandatory worship.
Many people who want to take the position of prayer in the interior of the mosque. It is not uncommon for them to run. Although still early in the morning it seems that the santri are ready to undergo the day and morning activities, Aksara also saw the santri have been neat with hair that looks still wet.
A script accompanied by Abah Hashim waiting for Dion on the porch of his house as a host to his guests, of course Abah will treat Dion as a king. Although Dion was an assistant to his son-in-law.
"It looks like Dion is still quite a while, How about we walk to the mosque first Bah" Aksara asked his father-in-law.
Hearing the invitation of his son-in-law, Abah then smiled sweetly at Aksara.
"We'll wait a minute, son Aksa, pity if left behind"
Hearing that Aksara who was already upset just obeyed, because the waiting job was certainly not his type, especially waiting for an ordinary assistant to serve him.
"Alhamdulillah"
Abah Hashim said he realized that Dion had come out of his door.
"Sorry Abah I'm late"
Abah also smiled and nodded his head, but another case with Aksara who actually snorted annoyed at the behavior of his assistant.
"It's okay with Dion"
"Let's walk to the mosque together" Abah Hashim asked the two men on his right and left.
The character then nodded his head, followed by Dion who also did the same.
The three walked together towards the mosque which was a few meters away from the residence of Abah Hashim.
"Alhamdulillah if Dion's son is at home here, one of the signs people feel at home is his sleep is comfortable and his wake can be bad luck" said Abah joking, to eliminate the panic on Dion's face.
Hearing Abah Hasyim's words, Aksara immediately laughed, and saw the face of his Assistant who looked very embarrassed.
"Not really Bah, last night I just couldn't sleep"
"Because in the room there's a big rat once Bah, to the point that I can't sleep well"
"Then I wake up bad luck"
Aksara rounded his eyes, hearing Dion's words that seemed to be insinuating him.
The vexation on the face of the Scriptures also did not escape Dion's sight, and it immediately drew laughter in his heart, but as much as Dion could endure it .
Fresh in Dion's memory, last night Aksara went into his room, and sabotaged his bed.
Since there was nowhere else for Dion to lay down his body, Dion had to share the bed with Aksara, and more irritatingly, all night long for Aksara continued to bother him.
"Lho. Is that Dion's son ?"
"Owned yesterday already cleaned up, huh ?"
Hearing Abah's question, Dion nodded quickly, agreeing with what Abah Hashim asked him.
"real Bah. The black-headed rat, who kept bothering me all night"
Speech pitched innuendo from his assistant, certainly makes Aksara feel upset, but in the presence of Abah Aksara forced to be silent and listen.
Especially Dion who considers him a rat bully, it greatly hurt the feelings of his character of course.
'Hem Beware of you !!' inner Aksara in his heart.
Noticing the sharp gaze of Aksara, Dion immediately lowered his face, honestly Dion was afraid that Aksara would scold him, but for now it did not seem like it would be like that, for there is Abah Hashim who will protect him, ' thought Dion'.
But honestly, Dion was satisfied, could reciprocate the treatment of his boss last night who continued to disturb him.
"Maclum nak Dion, the room has not been occupied for a long time, even if there are rats are normal" Abah said.
Without feeling the chatter of the three brought them faster to his destination 'Masjid Darul Qur'an' where the santri and also the Pesantren perform congregational morning prayers and other fardhu prayers.
Aksara who felt insecure because of this, of course, rarely did he choose Shaf at the back.
But what is not expected, precisely Aba Hashim pulled him to the front row with senior students and Pesantren retainer of course.
Aksara was quite relieved because in fact he was just a mum, it was thought that if he had to become a priest somehow would panic this morning.
Being a makmum is certainly not bad for the Aksara who may even have forgotten the reading and prayer procedures.
This morning dawn prayer feels so calm, It has become a habit there will be no noise or just santri chatting when the prayer has begun.
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