I Hold Asa And Love In Prayer

Calms the Wife's Heart

Sepi hugs the night in the thick and dark. Only the night beast rattles were heard. And the rustling of the sound of leaves rubbing against each other due to the wind, adding to the quiet atmosphere of the night.

Cold weather ambushed, but did not make the couple reluctant to wash themselves with ablution water. Night is a good time to get together. Applying to the Divine, complaining about everything to the owner of destiny.

Raising their hands, they asked the Khalik to move on the path of destiny that had been written in their lives. A couple of husband and wife fervently worship on a prayer rug stretched out.

Until the time they had finished with the evening prayer, the two read the holy verses of the Qur'an. Fill the silence of a third of the night with a beautiful voice reciting the holy verses.

Worship that feels so fun, run both. It adds a sense of calm and peace in the heart. It creates a spark of love that keeps flaring up in the chest. Love based on worship, until Ridho Alloh continues to be accompanied by them.

I took the dawn Adhan, ending the brand that was reading the Qur'an. Both of them perform two rakaat worship with congregation.

There was always gratitude embedded in Risda's heart. Having a partner like Nuril, he is not a perfect man, because no ordinary man is perfect . But he's the best man who has a Godly destiny for him.

Surya's rays peeked out from the cracks of the windows, indicating the morning was coming. The couple was busy with their morning routine. Risda had prepared two cups of the drink that were still puffing smoke. Black coffee for her husband and sweet tea for her.

'' Bang drink first,'' said Risda calling Nuril who had just finished drying clothes beside the house. The man smilingly looked at his wife who was carrying a tray and put it on the side table of the house.

'' Yes, my dear, for a while my brother washed his hands first, '''sahut Nuril while passing, entered the house to wash his hands. Not long before the man approached the wife, sitting next to the woman who was enjoying a cup of warm tea. Seemed plate on the table containing risoles made by Risda himself.

'' Hmmm yummy Yang,'' praise Nuril after biting risoles. Risda smiled then placed her cup on the table. The blue hooded woman looked dumbstruck. Staring at a heart without a definite object. Seeing the wife who looked gloomy, Nuril grasped Risda's hand placed on her lap.

'' Why '', ?'' asked Nuril gently, Risda sighed then leaned her head on Nuril's dense shoulder.

''Kok I'm not pregnant yet also ya bang, '' said the woman in a sad tone. Nuril gently rubbed his wife's head while kissing her affectionately..

'' We have not long married deck, do not be a burden. We just enjoy the process, maybe Alloh still gives us the opportunity to date first, replied Nuril, Risda wrapped her hands around Nuril's waist.

'' If I can't give my brother what kind of offspring ''' asked Risda. Nuril smiled faintly, then brought his wife's body to sit up straight. The man cupped his wife's face and brought her to him.

'' Dengerin brother, don't be so bad. Do not burden our minds with suppositions. Put everything on the Alloh, let the Allaah set. To be trusted in the form of children by Allah or not , will not change anything, Nuril said with words that were so convincing. The man took his hand off Risda's cheek. The woman looked smiling and lightning-fast, peeping at the husband's cheek. Making the man dumbfounded for a moment then smiling widely. Grabbing her female body and hugging her tightly.

'' Thank you bang, always give the most comfortable backrest for Risda, '' said the woman in her husband's arms.

'' Brother will not marry again right?, if I can not have children?, the woman asked again. It turned out that in his mind there were still lingering doubts.

Nuril smiled faintly, looking at the wife with such a gentle gaze.

'' Brother has been loved by his beautiful wife. My brother will not turn. Never once did you think of double. Make Brother pretty good. Don't over think, '' Nuril assured the woman. Risda nodded in response to the husband.

Discussion of child problems is a little sensitive for a woman. Likewise with Risda who several times got questions about pregnancy from family and friends. There was a sense of insecurity greeting his heart.

Nuril smiled, realizing his wife was still looking grim. The man grabbed Risda's shoulder and carried her woman leaning on her shoulder.

'' Honey, don't be so prejudiced by God. He is the arbiter of all human affairs. If Allah trusts us to be taken care of. Sooner or later it will come. But if Allah does not trust us, do not make us human beings who easily complain. Many favors that have been given to us, do not forget to be grateful. If only God would not believe us to bear a child. There are still many children who need affection and we can give it. Alloh more know what we need, said Nuril while clutching tightly the wife. Channeling a sense of comfort .

'' We, as human beings, try and pray. Maybe now we can also try, Nuril said as he looked at his wife's face with his eyebrows up and down.

'' Brother, flirtatious, said Risda who made Nuril laugh. Risda pinched her husband's waist. The conical lips of the wife made Nuril anxious, to land a brief kiss on the lips.

'' Jeez brother, if anyone passes by how ?,'' complained Risda.

'' Yes it's okay. This wife herself is being kissed, '' Nuril said casually. Risda wrapped her hands around her husband's waist and held him tightly.

'' Risda dear brother, '' said the woman. Nuril shrunk the top of his wife's head.

'' Brother loves you more, Nuril said. The two looked at each other for a moment, and threw each other a sweet smile.

'' Ehmm, the pantesan called gak nyaut. It turns out that again dating,'' the voice of someone made the couple turn their head in the same direction. A girl with a blue veil stood with her hands crossed over her chest.

'' Deck, '' said the couple almost simultaneously. The girl called Deck ''' was just shaking her head.

'' Shaybah's eyes were polluted, muttered the girl who was none other than Nuril's younger sister. Risda got up from her seat and approached her

brother-in-law.