I HAD TO MARRY MY BEST FRIEND

CHAPTER 45

"Len how Mr. Andra your husband since the incident of the sneak, is there any good development?" Reno approached Alena sitting right next to her as Alena was reading a book on management economics, which was also one of their courses.

Alena turned her head towards Reno with a frown sign she was astonished. Why Reno can know about the incident, even though he did not tell it to playmates or all his genes except to his best friend Vera.

"Do you know where Ren is?" My investigation.

"Veras." Cetus Reno he played the key to his motorcycle and said "At that time Vera there was a little story about his om who was none other than lo Len's husband, about Mr. Andra who almost why-why because of the action of the dive. Vera was saddened as her niece saw her comatose om state." Hearing Reno's words, I felt guilty again.

My gaze turned again to the book I was reading trying to soothe this guilt by reading.

"Patience Len, I help do'a best may your husband Mr. Andra soon regained consciousness and recovered as she had before." Reno cheered sincerely.

"Aamiinu. Yes, yes, Ren." I looked at her with a smile, Reno replied with a smile.

Then the lecturer has arrived, now entering the 5th course today. We will restart our learning, Reno returned to his seat and Vera just arrived back to our classroom.

Since being treated at the hospital I always go straight back to the hospital, and when I go to college the om is guarded by Mama-in-law or Papa-in-law sometimes also Papanya Vera or Andi Vera twin. If he's not on a lecture schedule, sometimes my Papa and my Mama take care of him, but if it's Saturday.

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"Eh pretty prettiest chick."

"Eh elo budeg huh?" He continued with a higher voice.

Alena who was washing her hands in the sink of the female toilet on her campus glanced at the source of the voice through the mirror in front of her, still washing her hands and saying.

"Who are you talking to?" Alena asked in wonder because there was only herself in front of this sink other than the 2 women behind her who she knew they were both friends and was her cat.

"Emang you think I'm talking about the devil waiting for this toilet, yes talk the same elo." His frown with eyes glared sharply towards Alena.

"But what did you mean by sister, who called me a pretty prett?"

"Yes elo a pretty girl and a real beauty. Turns out Fandi nolak me it's been gegara elo. I became a sprain and more and more the same elo. Elo got married, right? Why is it still hampering me to be able to get Fandi, who I already like and love from the beginning we went to college. Elo it's a fucking chick." The hardship was long with the end pushing one shoulder hard until I almost staggered down, but my balance was still awake.

"Sister if you speak carefully and do not be rude also in action." I'm firm.

"Eh dare ya elo same I kating elo." Her headstone.

"I'm not like you said, and I don't want to fuss with my brother or anyone." Obviously I'm full of emphasis, lazy if you have to fuss let alone unimportant things like this.

"Udahlah do not be a saint elo, you bitch gatel nikah just like om-om. His best friend again hahaha."

"A big seductress, right." Timpal his friend with a cynical look pointed at me.

"Sama kating his man wants the same om-om also want ne girl prettier and kegatelan deh." He hates it again and again without shame.

"These sisters don't just talk, I'm not a seductive woman like you say and think." It's good that these 2 kating accuse me of being a no-no, you comberan mouth.

"Eh listen ya elo a pretty pretentious girl no longer elo pretentious beauty in front of guys especially in front of Fandi, never lo approach Fandi. You take care of the husband om-om elo, who he says is sick again yes coma. Haha.

That is why marriage is the same as not the elders. Just got married, her husband was threatened with koit." They both laughed loudly to make this toilet room echo with the sound of their explosions that were disgusting once I heard.

I still keep watching , I want to feel like I snatched the second half-brothers this attach. But it's Berabe's business. I am the laziest noisily fuss the same people tacky their cake, which I also just know their nature this turns out this way. PARAHH..

Now the call is pointing right at my face while saying again. "Inget ya lo don't be close again with Fandi, otherwise I won't stay quiet with a pretty pretentious girl."

My eyes glared at him while clasping his hands that were pointing towards my face.

"Eh my sister is nice to say and behave, I have never been nervous and feel pretentious as anyone including to sister Fandi. Brother also wants to graduate from this campus as well as brother Fandi, so do what a waste of time brother to hit me who is not wrong with anything else brother." I said with a tone tsk lose nyolot, it's nice for people to come and play angry unclear to me.

"What did you say? Elo nothing wrong with me, elo it's wrong and even wrong. You shouldn't have entered this college, you know." His impact while both hands pushed my body firmly and finally I fell on the floor of this toilet with both palms of my hands treading directly on the tile of this toilet.

I immediately got up, it felt like ne brother attached I had to fight even harder. In order not to be this way. After I got up, I pushed him just as he had done to me. He fell just like me.

'Racaine.' My name is in my heart.

They think I will be weak to face kating modelan bagini, especially I am not wrong for what I should be afraid. After all they are women as well as I am women, so I think I can still face them.

He rose up from the fall and moved quickly from his wave as if he was about to slap me, I warned and he was about to slap me.

However, it did not happen because my hand swiftly held his hand which was about to slap into my left cheek. I hold as hard as I can the hand and then throw it rough and it makes his body almost unsteady.

"I don't think I'm going to stay silent brother treated like this, even though I didn't report to the campus for the actions of my sister who was not kind to me. But I am obliged to defend myself from the violence that my brother will do to me. These brothers are already willing to graduate and graduate. But attitude turns out like this, yes, behind the dress just because of men." I said an understatement because it felt like they deserved to be hugged.

They looked at me in disbelief with such a stark expression of annoyance, his hunting breath restraining emotions and anger. Unexpectedly they also finally gave up by passing away and died of this toilet by ending kicking the trash cans around.

"DWARR."

They finally disappeared from my sight.

With the end again closed the toilet door with a loud and strong slammed..

"DWARR."

"Hufts..Thank God the brothers finally left too. I hope they don't bother me anymore." Legaku because it's actually a waste of time actually serving those who feel really alone.

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"Qul ara`aitum in ahlakaniyallahu wa mam ma'iya au ra raimana fa may yujirul-kapirina min 'arbin alim

Qul huwar-ra awmana bihi wa 'alaihi tawakkala, fa sata'lamkina man huwa fi udalallim mubin

Qul ara`aitum in ensba ma`ukum gauran fa may ya`tikum bima`im ma'in."

"Shodaqallahul 'azhim."

I closed the holy book of the Qur'an which I had just read well. Pondering for a moment over the expanse of my prayer mat before I got up from my position, I sighed softly.

I remember when the om once chanted this Surah Al Mulk with his deep voice but so syahdu and delicious it felt to be heard to the ear. Almost every time the om finished praying magrib or isya he did the ritual of reading the Qur'an if by chance the om again in the house/apartment. If he comes home early from work or holidays.

Si om also once explained about the benefits of this letter Al Mulk to me when we were newly married and still living in my Papa and Mama's house.

Flashback.

"Lena do you like to read the Quran after prayer?" Said Andra when he had just arrived, after praying for congregation in the mosque complex where his father-in-law's residence.

"Sometimes it's om." Answer's short.

"From now on do not sometimes read the Qur'an again, read the Quran every day after fardhu prayer even if only short surahs!"

"Yachh, Om this is how if Lena again on campus or again there is work that can not be left where can not be finished praying directly read the Qur'an." Alena tried to give an explanation that she thought was correct and reasonable.

Andra sighed slowly and then moved towards the fur carpet by grasping his Qur'an, which he had taken from the closet where his clothes were arranged and stored neatly there.

"You are already a college boy still just take the original conclusion like that. Maybe when the prayer time dzuhur and ashar every human being will be difficult to do what I mean earlier, but not with the time after the morning prayer , maghrib and his time is more free and can be used to read the Qur'an after praying."

"Yeii, I said it every day when I finished praying fardhu. By the way that's true om, so people who hear do not fail to understand." Ladybug Alena.

"You're the only one who wasn't good at deciphering my sentence earlier. So try after the Maghrib prayer and isya you should read the Qur'an, especially the letter of Al Mulk.__"

"Why after the Maghrib prayer and isya should read the Surah Al Mulk?" Alena intensively asked with her challenge, she was curious and did not know.

Andra glanced at Alena and said. "Actually every surah contained in the Qur'an is good, especially if we read and practice it every day. However, there are some more and different benefits of some surah in it."

Andra paused for a moment while sitting on the soft-haired carpet and placed his Quran on the recal (the folding table where the Qur'an reads).

"Surah Al Mulk besides being useful to save from the torment of the grave for those of us who read it and practice it, it is also useful to raise the degree and can make the Prophet Muhammad happy. Rasulluhal also in addition to liking Muslims who like to chant shalawat he also likes Muslims who practice Surah Al Mulk.

"Have you ever heard of this hadith?" Andra whizzed towards Alena back in the second conspiracy.

Alena gives a confused expression along with a soft headband.

"I love this letter (Tabarakal-lazi bi yadihil-mulk) is in every believer's heart.-HR. Al Judge."

"It is the hadith that states that the Prophet Muhammad SAW is happy with Muslims who like to read Surah Al Mulk. Not only that, practicing the contents of Surah Al Mulk can also provide peace in the heart."

"It's an ustadz cake anyway." Alena's chattering with expression as if in disbelief and a slight tone sounded slim.

Andra also began to open his Quran and search for Surah Al Mulk in the holy book, it did not take long Andra had found the surah he was going to read now.

However, before Andra began to read it he voiced again to reply to Alena's speech that he had just heard.

"Broadcasting religious knowledge to fellow Muslims is an obligation as a reminder of each other. Especially if other Muslims basically still have no knowledge. It also does not have to be an ustadz or a new ustadzah broadcasting religious knowledge.

In our religion the duty of the husband is not just to fulfill the birth of the wife. But it is the duty of a husband as a priest for his wife and children, in fact, it is very obligatory for husbands to teach and guide their wives and children about good religious knowledge and according to God's teaching."

Alena only mangosteen only after listening to the explanation of Andra that like a train. But in his heart Alena felt amazed at the science of Andra religion which he thought was quite capable of not just his worship is diligent.

Flashback.

That is the saying that was once explained by the om to me so that I diligently read the Qur'an and one of them is diligent in practicing Surah Al Mulk.

Actually, there are many good things that I just knew and realized after becoming the wife of my best friend, which I initially thought was just a very annoying creature for me.

I also returned to my palms to pray. Begging for forgiveness and also asking God for good especially over and over again I ask God for the healing of the om whose incident is my husband.

Temple by verse and sentence by sentence parsed through my mouth asking God for the best for my life and also the life of the om, and our family.

In the midst of my prayers my tears sometimes fall back and wet the area of my face without being asked and weirs.

"O Allah, O Lord, O Lord of forgiveness and mercy, all that happens is by Your permission and will. I hope your forgiveness and also the healing of the husband of the servant from the coma he is experiencing. So let the husband of the servant be immediately awakened and healthy again as usual. For as much as we do if You do not want it to happen, I ask Allah with humility I allow my husband to be healed immediately with a healing that does not hurt afterwards. Aami...Aamiin yes Rabbal alamiin.."

I sweep my face with my palms a sign I have ended the do'a and hope that every do'a I offer can be touched by Allah.

Then I removed my tears that were still flowing to the bottom of my cheeks with my fingers. Then I open my face and fold it back neatly even though the alphabet I fold neatly after I move the recal (folding table where the Qur'an reads) to the other side.

I also keep all my prayer equipment in place well, then turn to the dispenser to take a drink because it feels so thirsty after reading the qur'an and crying earlier. Even if only a few minutes are not up to hours.

"Al...Alena..?"

As I was sipping my drinking water I faintly heard a voice that seemed to be calling and calling my name..?

For a moment I stopped my sips trying to focus my hearing.

"Alena's..Alena..?"

The voice was clearly audible even though it was slow and vague. It was not so clear but as if the voice was not foreign..

I continued to sip my drink which I had deliberately pause, now I immediately pour the water in this long clear glass. Then heading towards the electric bed where the bed is lying, my eyes go straight to his hands and I see the index finger of his right hand moving even though slowly even very slowly.

But it was real I saw him move and his lips moved even though they were just as slow and his eyes were still closed. I immediately pressed the nurse call button.

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