Love Me Mas

PART 3

Dusk changed the night, Brother has scattered home, I am still dissolved in daydreams. The flower bushes in my room the white candles are melting no longer I ignore. How could this possibly happen? should I be sad? or happy? my mind is mixed.

What if my husband comes in the room? Should I say hello? Or just pretend to sleep ...? Even I don't know her name Aghhhh I squeezed a bolster pillow ..

"Assynogaic"

The sound surprised me.

I was wide-eyed, My heart was beating faster, my cheeks were red, cold sweat was dripping from my forehead .

"Mother mas Hasan will soon come home here, Don't be nervous, Ibuk also used to be like that your Father, Long-time also accustomed, This is warm tea for you let your mind calm down" ibuk said as he stroked my shoulder.

I just smiled thinly, though,

"Matursuwun ibuk"

"Oh yes, there is a gift from your bud" while handing over the golden brown box.

I just nodded slowly .

I tried to call my friend Alin

"Lin this I have to how, do you have experience..??"

"Liin replied to liin"

"Ciiin"

I looked at the watch, 5 minutes had passed and there was no reply from Alin. My heart is getting restless.

My phone's ringing

"I'm sorry I'm still driving home from your house"

"Yes you are nervous to sleep in the room, I bought a new bed sheet? you like ndak?, do not forget to install yes.

Oh yes there is sampho too. deliberately I buy. later will you often kramas hahahaha..

it's hard to be sad newlyweds should be cheerful, just try it later . wong yummy even afraid hahahaha "

"Huft konkoku siji iki pancen bloated" I muttered annoyedly

Suddenly I remembered the gift from budhe. I opened slowly turned out to be the Book of Qurotul Uyun and Also Uqudulijain . I open sheet by sheet I remember my work in the pesantren first. I mean sentence by sentence . Here I got an answer .

"The first thing to do when the first night is Salaman with her husband Merapal interlocking prayers ta'zdim hoping for his ridho. Because the first salaman there is waqtul mustajabah will be granted all hopes and ideals" I sighed, my heart was somewhat relieved.

"Assalamula"

a full authoritative soft voice rang out.

I don't recognize him but I'm sure it's Mas Hasan .

"Waa Wa'alaikumsalam"

I nervously answered

I saw a tall, brown-skinned man wearing a black peci approaching me . Her eyes were sharp but peaceful her nose was like a prostotan kind of TK.she smiled at the knots of dimples adorning her cheeks.

My heart is beating .. feel like fainting ... Oh my God, how should I..

The heavy body is now right in front of me, My hand is tightly grasped my head is bowed I recite the pinta, Kurapal do'a, It does not cease to mention the name of Allah . Most Holy You have brought us together in the shade of Your Ridho. After all the blasphemies, the humiliation, the spinster was no longer my nickname. My tears are falling, my tears are happy.

I'm still awkward, even though the attitude is so warm we just met.

"Gus alms"

"Loh just call Mas I am your husband and gas gus gus gus "with a flirtatious smile

"What book is it?" flipping through the book of Budhe .."Wow this is a good story, but it's better if you just practice 😁" while pinching my nose

My heart was pounding I just blushed with a smile, My mind was going around. Sad, happy, afraid to mix into one.

"This is not far away like an enemy"

I approached Mas Hasan My body was lying right beside him, His hand was holding tightly to my hand.

"You don't just shut up, lawong I like a chatty wife"

"Why is it?"

"In the book of uqudulijain it is explained :

وقال رسول الله صلى الله عليه وسلم: {مَنْ صَبَرَ عَلىَ سُوْءِ خُلُقِ زَوْجَتِهِ أَعْطَاهُ اللهُ تَعَالَى مِثْلَ مَا أَعْطَى أَيُّوْبَ عَلَيْهِ السَّلاَمُ مِنَ الأَجْرِ وَالثَوَابِ. وَمَنْ صَبَرَتْ عَلَى خُلُقِ زَوْجِهَا أَعْطَاهَا اللهُ تَعَالَى أَجْرَ مَنْ قُتِلَ فِيْ سَبِيْلِ اللهِ تَعَالَى. وَمَنْ ظَلمَتْ زَوْجَهَا وَكَلَّفَتْهُ مَا لاَ يُطِيْقُ وَآذَتْهُ لَعَنَتْهَا مَلاَئِكَةُ الرَحْمَةِ وَمَلاَئِكَةُ الْعَذَابِ. وَمَنْ صَبَرَتْ عَلَى أَذِيَّةِ زَوْجِهَا أَعْطَاهَا اللهُ تَعَالَى ثَوَابَ آسِيَةَ وَمَرْيَمَ بِنْتِ عِمْرَانَ}.كذا في الجواهر للسمرقندي

Rosulullah said: Whoever (husband) who patiently faces the nature/device of his wife, then Allah SWT rewards as a reward that has been given to the Prophet Job a.s. And whosoever (wife) who patiently faces the nature/devil of her husband, then Allah SWT rewards as the reward of those who are killed fi sabillah (death). And whosoever (wife) does dzolim to her husband, and asks for something beyond his means, and hurts him, then the wife is cursed by all the malaikaat rohmat and all the angels of Adzab. And whosoever (wife) is patient over the hurtful conduct of her husband, thus Allah rewards Siti Asiyah (istrinys of Pharaoh) and Maryam ibn Imron (mother of the prophet Isa a.s.).

Well the reward is so much cooking ndak want" 😁

"You know Rabiah Al adawiyah dik?"

"Related but I haven't opened it yet"

"Loh yo try to read anyway in the book there are many stories dik"

"Mai pingin Mas Hasan aja who pain can only while gini.."

"What's this...???? " while glancing at me

"Yaa giniiii" as I pinched his shoulder. The sound of laughter breaks the silence,

my phone rang, I got a message from Alin

"How's mai?? has it been shampooed yet?? hihihi" Spontaneous my cheeks immediately flushed red

"Who dik" asked Hasan

"It's nobody"

"The lie wong Kang mas has been read kok" while pinching my nose .

I woke up wanting to escape laughing. I walked out, but I found Ibuk and Budhe at the door.

"Where to go nduk"

"Eh emmmm anu buk, Ndak what is it"

I had to go into the room in shame .

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