Halal Lover

The Part 21

"Could be with me. I'll show you the beauty of God besides you."

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"Where are we going, anyway, Mas?"

Alif smiled knot. "A secret."

Now they were on their way to where Alif meant.

Nazwa exhaled and then turned his face towards the window.

"Udah dong, don't frown. We will know" said Alif.

Realizing that his wife was in a lashing mode, Alif turned his left hand to grab Nazwa's and the right hand he used to hold the wheel.

I don't know what wind is getting into it right now. Obviously, holding the wife's own hand is not a sin, right?

Nazwa turned his head as soon as his hand felt held by a burly hand. He watched Alif's hand clutching his right hand tightly.

Warm. That's how he feels now. His heart pounding felt a strange sensation that began to gland filled his feelings.

Then Nazwa turned to look at the owner of the hand, watching the shady face of the man who always patiently faced all cold attitudes.

Alif turned his head when he felt he was being observed, then he smiled. Nazwa again felt his heart pounding violently when he saw that smile.

Nazwa immediately averted his gaze as he watched her husband. He was afraid that his heart would come out of its original place if it had to look at him for a long time with sharp but soft eyes at the same time.

"Well, it's here."

Nazwa looked around. "Where is this?"

"Later to know. Come on down," Alif.

"Let me take it off."

Nazwa's movements stopped when Alif took over his hand and opened the Nazwa seatbelt.

Nazwa held his breath for a few seconds. Not what, this is because Alif's face is increasingly eroding the distance with his face.

In fact, he could also feel the breath that smelled mint owned by the man.

"Come," asked Alif to wake up Nazwa's daydream.

When she was about to open the car door, again Nazwa was successful in making a heart attack by her own husband when Alif first opened the door for her.

Now she realized that it wasn't just two men who treated her like a princess. But three; Abi, Naufal and now added with Alif. It seemed like from now on he should be able to get used to that kind of thing.

Alif then grasped Nazwa's left hand using his right hand. Leading the wife to a place she had been referring to.

"Where are we, anyway?" nazwa asked annoyed with curiosity.

Instead of answering, Alif instead smiled in a slant, making Nazwa ask meaningfully.

A while later, they reached their destination after walking for about ten minutes.

"This ...," Nazwa said cut off when he saw the scene before him.

"Suprise!"

"Maashiah Allah ... Mas, this is beautiful." Nazwa closed his own mouth in amazement.

Alif chuckled at the expression of his wife.

"You likey?"

Nazwa nodded enthusiastically. "Like! Very fond. Where's this beautiful place from?"

Yep. Now they are in a lake with a very beautiful view according to Nazwa.



(Blue Lake Semin, Yogyakarta. Source: Google.)

Telaga located in Gunung Kidul Regency has a very beautiful greenish blue color. Make the eyes of anyone who sees it feel pampered by the scenery of each shot.

God's Maasya ...

How beautiful is the creation of God that we should be grateful for and we take care of with all our heart.

Allah SWT said:

اِنَّ فِيْ خَلْقِ السَّمٰوٰتِ وَالْاَرْضِ وَاخْتِلَافِ الَّيْلِ وَالنَّهَارِ وَالْفُلْكِ الَّتِيْ تَجْرِيْ فِى الْبَحْرِ بِمَا يَنْفَعُ النَّاسَ وَمَآ اَنْزَلَ اللّٰهُ مِنَ السَّمَآءِ مِنْ مَّآءٍ فَاَحْيَا بِهِ الْاَرْضَ بَعْدَ مَوْتِهَا وَبَثَّ فِيْهَا مِنْ کُلِّ دَآ بَّةٍ ۖ وَّتَصْرِيْفِ الرِّيٰحِ وَالسَّحَابِ الْمُسَخَّرِ بَيْنَ السَّمَآءِ وَالْاَرْضِ لَاٰيٰتٍ لِّقَوْمٍ يَّعْقِلُوْنَ.

"Verily, in the creation of the heavens and the earth, the alternation of night and day, the ship that sails on the sea with (the cargo) that benefits man, what Allah sent down from the heavens is water, then with it was turned on by Him the earth after death (dry), and He scattered in it various animals, and the controlled range of winds and clouds between heaven and earth, (all of them) really, really, signs (god's greatness) to those who understand."

(QS. Al-Baqarah 2: Verse 164)

This place is no longer a secret. Because the place is always crowded with visitors from both local and foreign tourists.

"Yep, there," Alif pointed to an object in front of them.

Nazwa enthusiastically followed her husband's footsteps. Until they arrived at the top of a fairly large rock.

The stone is deliberately designed so that visitors can enjoy the natural scenery from above. Not only one stone, but there are some stones that are arranged elongated also high so that they can accommodate several tens of people.

It is clearly visible lake with a very beautiful water color and the flow of water is very calm. The breeze added to the coolness of their hearts as well as their souls.

"God willing, why is this so good for gini, anyway?" Nazwa.

Alif smiled then followed to sit next to his wife. "You've been muji mulu lake, muji me when?"

Nazwa. "Would you like to be praised?"

Alif blinked one eye while smiling sweetly.

"Its ugly."

Kontan smile Alif just vanished.

"You need glasses, honey. Ask your friends, no one says I'm ugly."

Nazwa nendengus, in his heart he confirmed the speech of Alif just now.

It's true, anyway, the saucy people are said to be ugly. Maybe Nazwa is having a vision sliwer.

"So Mas hasn't answered Nazwa's question yet" Nazwa said.

"Which question?"

"Where's this place coming from?" reset Nazwa.

"Your own fit is saturated thinking task," replied Alif. True, he was often to that place when he was tired of facing the task.

Nazwa nodded in understanding.

"Nazwa," call Alif.

"Yes?"

"Where do you want to go to college?"

"Lecture?" nazwa parrots.

Alif nodded. "Yes." Yeah."

Nazwa shook his head slowly. He hasn't even thought about it lately.

Then the girl shrugged both of her shoulders. "I don't know."

"Don't know? Tell you what, if you really want to be a doctor, then you can register at the campus where I study. How's it?" tawar Alif's.

Once again Nazwa shook his head slowly. "W-can Nazwa still go to college?"

Forehead Alif shriveled inside. "Who doesn't want to?"

"But Nazwa is married" said the girl, looking down. His Khimarar which was blown by the wind was waving.

Alif laughed softly. "In fact, if you're married, you can't go to college, right?" ask again and get no answer from Nazwa.

Then Alif exhaled slowly. He turned to face his wife and held her shoulders. "Darling .. look at me."

Nazwa looked up hesitantly. His eyes met Alif's.

"You can go to college because I'm your teacher" Alif said.

Nazwa. Make Alif ask. "Why?"

The girl did not answer. And Alif said again after exhaling his breath slowly.

"I'm letting you go to college, honey. I grieve your every step in every good you will do, if that's what you fear."

Nazwa. "Nazwa is afraid of not being able to divide the time between tasks and taking care of the house."

"There I am, Nazwa ..," said Alif, chuckling. "Listen. If you think we're married because I'm going to focus all the housework on you, it's wrong. We can help each other and ease each other's duties."

There is a hadith:

From Al-Aswad, he asked 'Aisha, "What did the prophet Shallallahu 'alaihi wa sallam do while in the middle of his family?" 'Aisha replied, "Rasulullah shallallahu 'alaihi wa sallam used to help her family work at home. When the time of prayer came, he stood up and went to prayer."

(CHR. Bukhari, no. 6039)

In the Syarh Al-Bukhari by Ibn Batthol rahimahullah mentioned that Al-Muhallab stated, this is the work of the Prophet Shallallahu 'alaihi wa sallam in his house. This is a sign of his awadhu'an (humility), also so that his people can follow his example. Therefore, including the sunnah of the Prophet, let one take care of his homework, both concerning matters of the world and his religion.

As-Sindi rahimahullah in the footnote to Shahih Al-Bukhari stated that helping home affairs included the customs (sunnah) of the shalih people.

And the best husband is the best husband to his wife, children and family. From 'Aisha radhiyallahu 'anha, Rasulullah shallallahu 'alaihi wa sallam said:

خَيْرُكُمْ خَيْرُكُمْ لأَهْلِهِ وَأَنَا خَيْرُكُمْ لأَهْلِى

"You are the best in your family. I myself am the best person in my family."

(CHR. Tirmidhi, no. 3895. Al-Hafizh Abu Thahir says that this hadith is shahih)

Nazwa was filled with hearing the words of Alif just now.

"But-"

Alif put his index finger in front of his wife's tiny lips. "So?"

Nazwa hesitated.

"What?"

"Nazwa wants to go to college."

Alif smiled with relief after persuading his wife. "Yes, tomorrow we list."

"Turn tomorrow?!" nazwa asked and immediately nodded by Alif.

"If not accepted?"

Alif flicked Nazwa's forehead slowly. "No, you're not pessimistic yet."

"Yes, because Nazwa is not as cool as 21-year-old Mas Alif already wants to graduate," Nazwa said looking straight at the lake.

Alif was completely out of his mind, inexhaustible with his wife's thoughts.

"What if you take 2 majors?" his question.

"Can?" Both Nazwa's eyes sparkled.

"What's wrong with Alif's wife?" alif Goda.

Nazwa snorted and Alif laughed.

"By Darling ...," continued Alif.

Nazwa hugged her husband. Alif who was not ready was almost toppled backwards if only he was not good at maintaining balance.

Not only that, but because the man was shocked. Of course, because this was the first time Nazwa had embraced her after they officially became husband and wife.

"Please Mas" Nazwa said behind the chest of Alif's field.

Stiffly Alif raised his hand and returned the embrace of his wife. "Anything for you my wife."

Without feeling the tears Nazwa began to come down and wet her husband's shirt. Knowing the wife crying, Alif can only calm down by gently rubbing the tip of the head of the wife.

"Nazwa?" call Alif after feeling Nazwa a little calm.

Nazwa muttered in the arms of her husband, the breeze of the lake added to the comfortable impression of being in the arms of an Alif Diafhakri.

"Can I ask you something?"

Nazwa stiffened in an embrace. Suddenly his mind floated and thought of a no-no.

Is Alif going to ask her to fulfill her obligations as a wife?

That is, the real obligation.

"W-what?"

There was no reply long enough and Nazwa was still faithfully waiting for Alif to say his request.

"I ask, from now on call me-you, don't use any more names."

Nazwa immediately let out a sigh of relief. He was thinking about the distance.

Finally Nazwa nodded, not realizing that they were still hugging each other on the rock located between the outskirts of the Blue Semin lake.

Alif smiling. "When do you want to hug me, hm? I am not papa. But are you not ashamed? We've seen a lot of people, you know."

Spontaneously, Nazwa immediately let go of his embrace. He then looked around, and sure enough a few pairs of eyes had stolen the vision towards them.

His cheeks frowned before Alif said again. "That's your snot going everywhere."

Nazwa widened his eyes, he immediately wiped the base of his nose using the tip of the khimar.

"Nazwa," call Alif.

Nazwa looked over, and ...

Czechoslovakia!

"Mas Alif!!" Nazwa raised his hand with such little force towards her husband.

Alif laughed while running away, one photo he managed to capture. Luckily the location of the stone was not too high and not too steep so that he could be a little free to run to avoid the rampage of his wife.

And on that day, it all started.

Seriate.