HIDAYAH TO THE MAFIA.

GO TO THE VILLAGE.

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We often feel that something is wrong with what we are doing, but feel powerless to stop it. Feeling trapped and difficult to change. Our life is really jihad. As the Prophet of Islam shallallahu 'alaihi wa sallam stated that controlling lust is a greater jihad than jihad on the battlefield with him.

Realizing that life is a lifelong struggle, we will not give up before fighting. Will not give up before trying to get to the point of blood loss. Failed to try again. Has not yet risen again. Remember, God will not change our fate if we ourselves do not try to change things with all our efforts.

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Richard's heart was beating fast. When he heard the words of his wife, who was longing for her parents, who had died for her own deeds. A sense of regret suddenly burst into his heart. So he looks confused what to say to Hidayah who is still crying in his arms.

"I'm sorry, Dad," Richard said. But because their bodies are attached to each other, Hidayah can hear the words of forgiveness from her husband.

Hearing that Hidayah immediately pulled his face, which he had been hiding in the chest of her husband's field. Then she immediately looked at her husband's face with a look that looked so soft.

"Dad, don't blame me. Because Dadah knew, it was already a destiny planned by God. So, you don't have to feel guilty like that anymore, do you?" He said, as he held the husband's cheek.

"Step up, because of me, you..." Reply Richard. But his words were immediately interrupted by Hidayah.

"Shhhh... That's not because of me. Already yes Mas, do not discuss it again," said Hidayah, as he briefly kissed her husband's lips. And immediately Richard's eyes were perfectly rounded.

"Eh! Ye? Ooh... It seems like you want to lure me? What was less pu..." Ask Richard. But again Hidayah interrupted him.

"Eh! No-no Mas! Dadah, just wanted to seduce Mas. In order for Dayah, allowed to go to the village of Dayah, because Dayah, want to pilgrimage to the tomb of Dadah's parents, Mas," replied Hidayah. And once again Richard looked surprised after hearing the words of his wife.

"Want to make a pilgrimage?" He said repeating the words Hidayah.

"Yes, can you? Please just for once, let Dadah go home to Dadah's parents, huh Mas?" Pinta Hidayah, with a face that looks so hopeful to her husband.

Richard who saw his wife's hopeful gaze. Make it not up to the Heart to reject his wishes. "Well, as you wish, my dear. And it is Maslah who will take you directly there," he replied while sharing his postal smile to Hidayah.

"Certainly Mas?" Ask Hidayah to make sure again, what he heard earlier.

"Dear, what's not for you, hm?" Reply Richard as he gently kisses his wife's forehead with affection.

"Alhamdulillah, then can we go today too Mas? Aaa... Dad forgot, this day would you like to do it? Hm... Yes, I have been waiting for Mas, when the holidays are just," said Hidayah, who apparently remembered that today is not a weekend.

"Aakhs! I can walk alone! Quickly put the Daah Mas down!" Shouted Hidayah, as she was in her husband's arms.

"Can't! My beautiful wife is still tired! So let it be today, Mas's gonna bathe you, okay?" Reply Richard, who was seen still walking towards their bathroom.

"Eh! Later if Mas, who bathe would be lilakan? Usually always..." Hidayah Protest. But Richard cut it off.

"No Honey. I promise you this time, just bathe you. Because, you don't want to be exhausted. I'm telling you I'm going on a trip, right?" Richard replies, as he puts his wife's body in the bathtub, after they are in their bathroom.

Because her husband said that. Hidayah finally resigned and let her body bathed by her husband. And according to his words, Richard just bathed Hidayah, without any intention of doing anything. After bathing his wife, Richard cleaned himself. And when finished, the two immediately put on kimono towel each-masimg. Then Richard took his wife's body back, and took her to their dressing room.

"Now dress up, dear. Or should it be Mas, who wears your clothes, hm?" Richard asked, after he lowered his wife's body on a chair in the changing room.

"Eh! Dadah can wear his own clothes. Should I wear clothes too? Let us both finish later," replied Hidayah who then he approached the glass cabinet where the clothes hanging.

"Alright, honey, then get me the dong shirt first. Don't know what clothes to wear?" Pinta Richard, sounds spoiled.

"Uluh-ten, spoiled her husband Damah?"

"Alas not allowed yes, if a husband wants to be spoiled with his wife?"

"Yes, it's okay. Yes, yes, Dad took it. Momentarily, Mas," Hidayah also immediately approached the closet that is intended for husband's clothes. Then he picked up one of the clothes hanging there.

"Wear this shirt, huh Mas?" Hidayah said, as he gave Richard a pair of clothes.

"Well, what's Koko's dress, honey? This isn't sholatan time yet?" Richard asked, looking astonished when he saw his wife handed Koko's clothes to him.

"Mas, I'd like a pilgrimage, so it's better if Mas, wearing a kokokan suit?" Clearly hide it gently.

"Ooh, is that it? Yes, I'm following what you said. Now wear it?" He said as he took Koko's clothes from his wife's hand. And finally, both of them were wearing their own clothes. After the two looked neat, Richard immediately bent his arms, saying.

"Are you ready to go to your village Mrs Richard?" He said that style looks so elegant.

Hidayah immediately smiled, as his hands immediately embraced the arms of his Husband. " I'm Ready Mr. Richard" he said, and followed Richard's style.

"Goodoo. Then let's go, madam," take Richard. And the two of them finally, left their room with their hands embracing each other, looking so friendly.