Gusku My Husband (YES ROBB, Forgive Me Who Stirred Love - YOU. )

Gusku My Husband (YES ROBB, Forgive Me Who Stirred Love - YOU. )
ch. 60. Heaven Is Not Comparable to the Glory of the Feet of Women.




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Yai Zidnan Ali \= "If you go home only because2 a woman. Abah was very sorry for that woman. Abah was deeply concerned about the fate of the woman. He's been loved by someone who's still stumbling stumbling. Running still falling awake. How can the man give direction to the goal. He was still covered in a million confusions."


Jalal \= (silence without answer )


Yai Zidnan Ali \= "Intelligence without love is dangerous. Love without intelligence is not Good enough. You must hold women in honor."


Jalal \= (listening word for word in his ashes )


Yai Zidnan Ali \= "Woman is very noble Nice Kid. Until2 Al-Jannatu throne aqdamil ummahat. The beauty of heaven is not even comparable to the glory of a woman's foot. Then, can you bring a woman to life only with love ?"


Jalal \= (Abaghfirullohal 'adhim. La ila hailla Anta's. Subhanaka inni Kuntu Minadzolimin )


Yai Zidnan Ali \= "How can you help someone who is dragged by the waves. If you're just in a daze and you're gonna drown."


Jalal \= (Abaghfirullohal 'adhim. La ila hailla Anta's. Subhanaka inni Kuntu Minadzolimin )


Yai Zidnan Ali \= "Women do not just need love Good Cilik. He needs your chest of patience to dampen his weeping of grief. He needs the strength of your hand to feed and protect him. He needs your shoulder of responsibility for his backrest. He also needs your footrest. When you carried him walking down the aisle of the living hallway. That's your job. Because he has chosen you. He it needs Nice Kid, he it needs. Be a man, where she is proud to call you husband and when you grow old. There are many who are happy to call you a father."


Jalal \= (silence without answer )


Yai Zidnan Ali \= "Love someone the right way. And guard his honor. Do not let you be broken !. If that happens, then no one else needs to dirty his hands. However, you yourself will be facing directly with Zidnan Ali bin Muhammad Hashim Ali. To answer for it."


His left hand shuts his mouth. Her tears were unbearable. Those teardrops filled the niche of her skin niche that began to wrinkle . She wanted to hug her favorite son.


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Kang Khoirun Ni'Am also listened to the story with 2 eyes. He can only say in his heart.


Ni'am \= (yes all guse. How much Romo Yai taught you )


Gus Jalal also his voice began to tremble violently. It felt like there was sadness that he was trying to drown in the recesses of his heart. Then Gus Jalalpun let out a long breath and said.


Jalal \= "But wonk. When I've been trying and learning to make her the one I love. Turns out he's gone .. to a place where I can't chase him anymore. He's been moving, moving into a wonk place, where I can't talk to him anymore, can't get him to tell stories anymore. Only kalam2 do'a ku Wonk. Which I can offer as my default for her, Nila Nihayah."


Ni'am \= "Sampun tho gus, sampun. The value will be sad. When genengane like this continues."


Gus Jalalpun raised his face to the sky and said


Jalal \= "yes robbil izzati. I am hungry, you do not feed me. I'm thirsty, you don't give me a drink. I am alone, you do not greet me. And now. And now that I'm sick, you don't see me."


Ni'am \= "sampun tho gus, sampun."


seriated.