
Tonight is not like the usual night Hamdan until late at night has not yet arrived home, I was made anxious by him, I was worried by him, repeatedly I telephoned to his phone but it was not active.I called to his workplace there was no answer. I don't know why I'm so worried about him, I'm afraid of anything happening to him, until whatever I do is always going awry, I'm alone in Anxiety..he is just my husband. For some reason tonight the drowsiness just disappeared, the exhaustion as if the loss that exists today is the desire to see it, see his face, see his smile, and hear his voice, at that moment I promised myself that I would never waste it, as soon as she came home I would tell her I loved her. I want to be the mother of her children.
I don't know what made me want to go into her room. Ever since I lived with him I've never been in his room. It was his longing that led me into it, I watched his room from corner to corner, suddenly my eyes were fixed on a black book lying on his desk. I took the book I glanced at a glance because the more curious about the contents I also ventured to open it. I read it sheet by sheet. I didn't feel my tears flowing when I read the book. I've been aware of my nature all along. It turned out that my husband had been so tormented because of me
"...God has given me such a perfect wife, she is beautiful, and smart, which unhappy man got her, when I first saw her I already liked her, even though I can't get her love at the moment.. But I am sure that one day with time he will love me, so long as this self touches him, caresses his beautiful hair. I don't know when it happened but surely someday my love will be. So that we will love each other until our grandchildren..".
At about 01:00 the front door opened, I who was still sitting on the sofa in the front room immediately ran towards him and immediately hugged him. Hamdan was so surprised by my reaction, he said, she was still standing in front of the door silent without a word. My tears were dripping, I was crying in her arms. Now hamdan's hand stroked my head gently very gently. It was as if he was afraid that I would reject him.
"Nisa, what does this hug mean?" Ask in a soft voice
I did not answer the question, I tightened my arms and my tears flowed more and more so that they soaked his chest. There are no words spoken, we are like two human beings who love each other who have not met for a long time, our hearts talk to each other, channel the longing that exists. I felt peace in his arms, though,
"Bang, Nisa is sorry because Nisa has not been able to be a good wife for brother, Nisa does not carry out Nisa's responsibilities as brother's wife, Nisa does not serve brother well, Nisa does not serve brother well, forgive Nisa Bang, how much Nisa has been disobeying her husband. Husbands who should be respected and obeyed. Nisa was so sinful to her brother and also to God, Nisa almost put aside the rule of God. Brother, nisa please forgive Nisa. Nisa wants to do whatever you want to forgive Nisa. And nisa also wanted if nisa told kiss the feet of brother from brother Ridho and would forgive the mistakes of Nisa. Nisa's still in her tears."
There was no reply from Hamdan's mouth, only an irregular heartbeat rang out loudly in my ears.
"Did Nisa see the look of hatred from the eyes of brother? Did Nisa see in the eyes of big brother love for Nisa, need Nisa know Abang so love Nisa so love her brother to nisa brother does not want if Nisa's heart hurt. I've harbored this longing for Nisa. Hopefully one day Nisa will accept brother as husband Nisa without any coercion. Each of the prayer temples that you pray to God is one of them so that Nisa will open her heart to you. And you are sure that one day God will grant your brother's prayer."
Hearing the words spoken from his mouth my tears were flowing more and more this self felt more guilty. How terrible it is that I have wasted such a good husband, who has not the slightest lack."
"Nisa's now asking to say that word to brother, saying that Nisa loves brother, saying that Nisa wants to be a mother to her brother's child." Pinta Hamdan
"Yes Bang Nisa loves her brother, Nisa wants to live forever with her brother in joy and sorrow and Nisa is ready to be the mother of her brothers' children."
The cold air, the moon and the stars that shine brightly are now witnesses of our love, they are envious of our happiness. Now that love has rhymed beautifully. With the beat of prayer which boils down to His love.
"Male (husband) is a protector for women (wife), because God has overestimated some of them (men) over others (women), and because they (men) have given their living from their property, the righteous women are those who obey (to Allah) and take care of themselves when (husbands) do not exist, for God has taken care of them."(.QS an - Lisa :34)