Love Istiqomah

Part 24's. Forgiven

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Azlan took the hands of his two heirs, Filzah and Zaura. Now they have entered the grounds of Azlan's large family home. Just one more step they entered into a luxurious house that they had left for a few days.

Suddenly Filzah's feet stopped. She abandoned her intention to step foot into the mansion of her husband's extended family.

Azlan also realized it. His gaze immediately turned towards Filzah. "What's Dinda doing?, why stop?." Azlan's question didn't understand.

Filzah just stared fixed a pair of eyeballs belonging to Azlan. She did not intend to answer questions from her husband.

"Dinda don't be afraid, believe me, I promised Dinda would be happy with Zaura." Azlan seemed to know the heart of Filzah. He convinced Filzah not to be afraid and hesitated to enter their home.

"Dinda, let's go in."

Finally, Filzah stepped back on his feet. Along with Azlan's footsteps was also Zaura.

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The large-sized door that towered high enough was successfully opened by Azlan. And Azlan and Filzah and Zaura began to enter the house. The house that was their residence.

"Assalamu 'alaikum." Azlan said hello loudly. Unlike Filzah who spoke very slowly.

"Mama, Ma, Azlan's home." Azlan slightly shouted so that he could get to Hilyah's ears.

A few seconds later Hilyah finally came out and was immediately followed by Ergin, Selin and Grizelle. All eyes were on Filzah.

Filzah did not dare to raise his face so that he chose to bow his face so as not to come face to face with sharp gazes that were ready to pounce on him.

"Azlan you're home." Hilyah greeted Azlan with a happy smile, but when he turned to Filzah he faded his smile.

"Yes Ma, thank God, Azlan, Filzah and Zaura have returned to this house. Filzah bring souvenirs for Mama you know. Dinda, what kind of souvenir for Mama, honey?"

Doubtfully Filzah handed over a parcel of apples that he brought as a form of fruit for his mother-in-law.

"It's a gift for Mama."

Hilyah accepted it half-heartedly. It still holds up to Filzah for what happened a few days ago.

"Find a lot." Selin grumbled blatantly.

"Mama, there's something I want to talk to Mama about, but I want to take Filzah and Zaura to the room first Ma."

Hilyah just nodded. I don't know what the son wants to talk to him about. What is clear is that Hilyah will be faithful to listen to whatever his youngest son wants to tell him.

"Dinda, Zaura let's go to the room." Take Azlan to Filzah and Zaura.

"Mama, Selin asked Mama, Mama should not be nice with the village women, Mama still remember the same thing that has happened to Grizelle, Mama's favorite grandson, the village woman is a bad person, she hides behind her innocent face, so you don't have to believe her anymore." Selin said in flames

"Yes Ma, what Selin said was true, Grizelle almost died because of her, still good thing we didn't report her to the police." Continued Ergin who was about to explode with anger.

"Yes-yes you guys take it easy, Mama knows what to do with Filzah, which obviously she has disappointed Mama."

Selin and Ergin smiled at each other slylyly. They seemed satisfied because Hilyah really hated his youngest son-in-law, Filzah.

"Yes, you better just go to the store, this is about noon, Filzah's business let Mama arrange."

"Okay Ma, let's go to the tavern first huh, come on Daddy."

"Come on Grizelle."

After the departure of the family of Hilyah's eldest son, it was not long before his youngest son came to see him.

"Mama, we'll sit down." Azlan invited Hilyah to sit on the sofa of the living room.

"What do you want Azlan to say?." Hilyah was already impatient to hear Azlan's talk which seemed very important.

"Ma, Mama still remember the same Fahril?, Fahril my best friend in High School first."

"Fahril?" Hilyah tried to remember the name and memories in the past about Fahril, an old friend of his youngest son.

"Yes, Mama remember, now Mama remembers the same Fahril, Fahril your friend who was patient, right?, who was from Malang?"

"Yes Ma, that's right."

"What happened to Fahril?." Hilyah did not understand.

"Alhamdulillah time in Malang I met his parents Fahril Ma, and I also met Fahril." Suddenly Azlan's eyes glazed at the end of his speech.

"Alhamdulillah if you have met again, and now Fahril is still in Malang?"

Azlan. "Fahril is no longer in Malang Ma."

"Where is Fahril now?"

"Fahril is dead Ma." Azlan's tears escaped and fell on the back of his hand.

Hilyah was surprised. His body shook violently. His chest felt tight to hear the news.

"Inna lillahi wa inna ilaihi roojiun, Fahril is dead?, when did Fahril die Azlan?."

"Fahril died seven years ago Ma. And there was one thing that was very surprising to Ma, at first I was also shocked and could not believe."

"What is Azlan?." Tanya Hilyah who was very curious wanted to listen to the continuation of Azlan's conversation.

"It turns out Fahril was.His husband Filzah Ma, Zaura's father."

For the second time Hilyah was surprised even more than before. Even his eyes were wide open. Expressing his excessive shock.

"So, is Filzah Fahril's wife?, and Zaura Fahril's son?"

Azlan nodded confidently. "Iya Ma, Filzah is his wife Fahril and Zaura is his son Fahril. I didn't expect it either, but it was the truth. Now that I know who Filzah and Zaura really are, I will try to make them happy, because they are the ones that Fahril, my own best friend, loves."

"Mama really did not expect that you would meet your best friend's wife and children, even now they are part of our family."

"Ma, Mama still remembers that Fahril is a good person, a patient person, even he was so good with me, same Mama as well."

Hilyah agreed to Azlan's remarks about Fahril's kindness during his first life.

"Yes, Mama still remembers the same kindness Fahril used to be, he was a good person, very good."

"I ask Mama, please Mama be nice with Filzah and Zaura ya Ma, count to repay the kindness Fahril used to be with us."

"But Azlan-" Hilyah objected to Azlan's request.

"Ma, have you forgotten what happened a few days ago, after all, Grizelle will be healed and healthy as ever, and Filzah had also apologized until prostrating at Selin's feet, it was enough for Ma to make up for Filzah's guilt."

"Yes you're right, but it's not that easy, Azlan, Mama's afraid Filzah will repeat his mistake again."

"Ma, Filzah is a good man, Mama must believe me, I'm sure Filzah will not repeat his mistake again. And Filzah was a good wife, I was able to open my heart to Filzah because Filzah did his duty as a wife well, my heart was tapped to accept it even I would try to love her."

Hilyah was silent for a moment. He weighed word for word out of Azlan's mouth. About Filzah.

"Well if Filzah is a good man and he has done his duty as a wife well, then there is no reason for Mama not to forgive Filzah. Filzah's mistake was forgiven, and Mama will try to be nice again to him."

"Thank God, thank you Ma. Well this is the new Mama Azlan, easy to forgive and not hold a grudge, and another affection for her daughter-in-law."

"Yes dong."

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In the room Filzah was not calm. It was still thought with sharp gazes from Hilyah, Selin and Ergin. The three of them still held a rage against him. I want Filzah to go back to Malang. Live quietly and peacefully with Jasir and Uzmah.

"Oh my God, it turns out that Mama, Mommy Selin and Mas Ergin are still angry with me, they have not been able to forgive me. O Allah, grant Your servant so much patience that he may face Your unfinished trials." Filzah said from the bottom of his heart.

Kreggs

The sound of the door opening. Filzah's gaze went straight to the door of his room. And Azlan started to enter his room.

"What's wrong with Dinda?, how does Dinda seem to be thinking about something, what's wrong with Dinda?, let's tell me the same story." Azlan seemed to be able to guess the state of Filzah who was thinking about something.

Filzah shook his head slowly. She still can't open up with Azlan, even though Azlan is her own husband.

Azlan was convinced that his wife was thinking about something.

"Dinda, I'm your husband, so if there's any story to tell with me, don't keep it to yourself."

"You, actually..."

Eventually Azlan managed to make Filzah slowly begin to let out his heart.

"Yes, go on, Dinda, what's the matter?"

"Actually I, I still do not feel good with Mama, Ms. Selin and Mas Ergin. Looks like they still can't forgive me Kanda."

Azlan smiled calmly. "Dinda, maybe it's just Dinda's feelings, the incident will have passed, where maybe Mama and others still have not forgiven Dinda."

"But I could feel it Kanda, that was when they looked at me. Their gazes were like angry gazes."

Azlan smiled calmly again. "Dinda, yes it's just Dinda's feeling, remember yes, Dinda can't suudzon like this. Dinda's got to be a lot of husnudzon, yeah."

Filzah immediately beristighfar. He regretted his attitude that had been suudzon. Fortunately Azlan as her husband swiftly reminded her if not Filzah will continue to suudzon and the devil will definitely laugh because it has succeeded in dragging her into the valley of sin. Nauzdubillah says.

"Kanda, thank you for reminding me, I'm Khilaf Kanda. God, I've been suudzon."

"Yes Dinda, it's okay, but now Dinda's not suudzon anymore right?"

Slowly Filzah nodded his head. He was no longer suudzon and it was thanks to Azlan who quickly reminded him.

"Alhamdulillah, yes already now I want to take a bath first yes Dinda, has been flooded with sweat."

Azlan rushed to the bathroom and entered it. But a few moments later the bathroom door opened and Azlan gave up half of his body that was naked and wet.

"Minda."

Filzah turned towards the bathroom as Azlan was calling out to him.

"Yes Kanda." Filzah said as he walked towards Azlan.

Filzah was a little nervous when she accidentally saw her husband in a state of half his body and up already naked. Although Azlan hid behind the slightly open bathroom door, Filzah could still see him.

"Dinda, the shampoo's gone, please get it in the drawer near our wardrobe huh." Azlan was grinning the horse. He forgot to check his toiletry equipment before being completely flushed by water.

"Oh, yes Kanda, then I take it first."

Filzah swiftly picked up the shampoo at the place told by Azlan. After taking the shampoo in question Filzah finally came back to Azlan to give up the shampoo.

"This is Kanda shampoo." Filzah handed over the shampoo.

Azlan grabbed it. But what he achieved was not his shampoo but the hand of Filzah. Both pairs of their eyeballs finally met each other. Long enough until finally Filzah realized first and immediately handed the shampoo right in Azlan's hands.

Azlan smiled amusedly at the funny behavior of his wife who was nervous and even misbehaved when the same husband himself.

"You continue with the bath, yes, I'll prepare a change of clothes for Yandah first."

"Wait for Dinda." Azlan again grabbed Filzah's wrist.

"Would you take a shower together?" Take Azlan a little hesitant but already out of his mouth.

Filzah was immediately shocked. He was aghast on the spot.His heart was pounding irregularly. Slowly cold sweat began to wet his entire body.

"Building with that sunnah isn't Dinda?"

Slowly Filzah nodded. He was unable to hide the red hue on his cheek as a result of enduring the burning shame.

"Well, if Dinda's not ready, take a shower with her next time." Azlan scratched his head which was not itchy but it was a transitional form of his current misdeeds. 

"Kanda."

"Yes?" Azlan waited for Filzah's next speech.

Filzah did not continue his speech. He even fell embarrassed. Azlan who caught him even chuckled. He seemed to be able to read the body cues displayed by his wife.

"Dinda want to take a shower with Kanda?" Azlan said again asking with a tone of invitation.

Slowly but surely Filzah finally nodded his head in a sign that he had accepted Azlan's invitation to take a bath with him.

Azlan immediately smiled full of peerless happiness. In his heart he cheered with joy. His invitation which was just a mere invitation was in fact received with joy by Filzah, the wife.

"Yes, let's go to Dinda."

Azlan also took Filzah's hand. Pull it gently. Gradually, Filzah began to enter the bathroom. Following her husband who had entered first. And the bathroom door was shut. A few minutes later, the water began to rise. That means they really do bathing together, as the Prophet said.

Ibn Abbas said,

عَنْ ابنِ عَبَّاسٍ : أَنَّ النَّبِيَ صَلَّى الله عَلَيْهِ وَ سَلَّمَ وَمَيْمُوْنَةَ كَانَا يَغْتَسِلَانِ مِنْ إِنَاءٍ وَاحِدٍ

"Indeed, the Prophet Shallallahu ‘alaihi wa Sallam and Maimunah both bathed together in the same container" (HR. Bukhari. 250, Muslim no. 322.)

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Assalaamu 'alaikum Warohmatullah Westarokaatuh

Where's the one who's smiling himself this part???

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Btw hope the love story Azlan & Filzah not only makes you on the level of Baper deity goddess but hopefully there is a little benefit that can be a charity for Ukhfira

Aamiin Allahumma Aamiin

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Because honestly Ukhfira took the time to channel this writing hobby is not just a scribble but intended to save charity later

If what Ukhfira wrote this really yields benefits

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Yuk Hayuk directly scroll up to read the next part

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But if there's a reading "you're at the end of the story" it means Ukhfira hasn't published yet

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Wassalaamu 'alaikum Warohmatullah Westarokaatuh