Love My Husband for Other Women

Forgetting family

"Alright, I will ask my friend to take care of the purchase, about the letter later can be directly with you, because this house dowry from me for my beloved wife. And the contents you can choose furniture that suits your taste, later I transfer the money."

Clara was stunned to see the guide who was so serious about setting the future with her. A love that might hurt others a lot, but that love he can't resist. Because the charm of Pandu has blinded everything.

"Why look at me like that? Is this husband so handsome? until he saw her not blinking, hmm!" Pandu seduces Clara who immediately blushed, and misbehaved because she was caught staring at her husband so intensely with a twinkle of admiration.

"Well, are you going home, or are you going to walk first?" Continued Pandu staring at his wife, the current in the heart of Pandu is only happiness and his life back in color. Can be side by side with those in love, can say the word love that has been harbored and can have the woman he dreamed of all this time. Until forgetting, if there is another woman's heart that he must take care of, Pandu forgets the presence of Risma who has accompanied him and gave him a baby. His love for Clara has made Pandu forget that he is also a husband and father for other women, women he married from the matchmaking of his parents.

"We just go home, Mas will also have to rest, tomorrow morning must return to work." said Clara trying to understand and began to learn to accept that the man she married was not only hers, not only hers, it also belongs to another woman.

"All right!" reply Pandu, embrace his wife's shoulder and walk towards the car he parked in front of the yard.

"Darling, you like the house, don't you?" Again the guide asked to make sure that his wife liked his choice, when he was in the car.

"Like, Mum! I love it, and the color of the paint is also I like, elegant and cool to see. Thanks, baby." Clara stared lovingly at Pandu who was focusing on driving.

"Alhamdulillah if you like. God willing another week can start filling, and we'll move next week yeah, because I can't go home Sunday tomorrow, there's a lot of work in the office, there's an official visit for that."

"Yes, Mas. No papa, God willing I understand."

Clara replied with a smile that looked so sweet in Pandu's eyes.

"We buy by the first for the home yes, usually mother likes what?" so Pandu turned to his smiling wife.

"Any mother likes, it's up to Mas Pandu to bring what." reply Clara softly.

"We have bought sweet martabak same martabak eggs in Hawaii, all through there too, one way." said Pandu who is still focused on the highway in front of him.

"Yes, Mas." replied the spoiled Clara and leaned her head on the husband's shoulder.

"Martabak Sweet cheese flavor and black sticky rice, same Martabak eggs stuffed with meat, yes mbak." Clara ordered martabak to employees on duty, while waiting to be made Clara and Pandu sit in front of the store that has been facilitated long chairs and round tables.

"You want coffee, baby? message you guys, that's next to a coffee memory." Pandu looks next to the Hawaiian store there is a mini cafe that sells coffee labeled with Coffee Memories.

"Can you, you want a mas? Let me order you." said Clara who would stand from her seat. But Pandu prevented it.

"Let me, you just sit, wait here! What coffee would you like?" Pandu.

"Follow it the same way you ordered it, Mom!" reply Spoiled Clara.

"Not finished the order?" Pandu handed a cup of coffee to Clara and asked her which martabak she had ordered was not yet.

"No, Mas. Get queued! we'll wait while we're coffee."

Reply Clara relaxed and began to sip the coffee in her hand.

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While in other places, Risma was sitting alone in the backyard, daydreaming about the attitude and changes seen in the late Pandu. And today, Pandu has not even contacted her all day, asking her son's news only no, it adds to Risma's suspicion of the presence of another woman in her husband's heart.

Risma had dismantled Pandu's workspace, but found nothing, not even with the contents of his laptop, nor was there anything suspicious.

Risma wanted to contact her mother-in-law, but did not know how to speak, revealing her suspicions to Pandu to her mother. Risma fell silent and continued to look for ways to prove her suspicions.

"You have really changed. Who is that woman, until you don't remember us at home." Risma spoke softly expressing her unrest. Her mind grew increasingly confused with the presence of other women in her husband's life.

"Would I try to contact Mas Pandu first, so that I am not anxious and bad-minded like this. May I be wrong with my prejudices against my husband, forgive me God." Risma continued to mumble to herself, her mind was really messed up, even today she asked for a change of ship with her friend, reasoned that she was not feeling well, even though his mind is really fucked by the prejudice of the affair of the husband.

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Love and Marriage

"Keep Love and Don't let it fade"

Love according to Erick Fromm in “the Art of Love” is “acts of belief, and whoever is small of his belief, then small also love”. For example, how much one believes in the Blessed One, then that is the amount of his love for Allah.

Because love is related to belief then “big or small” will depend on the perception of the person. His Majesty the Messenger of Allah has affirmed that, “Verily Allah says: "I am according to MY servant's prejudice to Me and I am with him when he asks Me" (HR Muslim). This will certainly have an impact on the blessing of life which is actually given by Allah to the person. If a person's guesses doubt Maha Rahman and Rahimnya Alloh as a source of blessing to humans then the loss will be obtained. In this case, the Quran has mentioned: “And that is your conjecture that you have suspected against your RabbMU (that assumption) has destroyed you, so that you are among the losers (q.s. Gorgeous: 23)".

Then in household life, "how much the perception of the husband to his partner or vice versa wife to his partner, then that is the amount of love that will be born in family life." If the perception is small and always negative then the one born is a relationship without love, which will not give birth to the blessings and kindness of fellow family members. Relationships born with prejudice, distrust each other, suspect each other, curse each other, uncivilized communication with each other, and bland interactions with each other. And it could even be that life in the family became very mechanical, rigid, like over-subordinates, master-helpers and treacherous lords in the feudal system.

Lost where sweet and friendly speech when the first intention to marry. Where the tradition mendo’akan, where the tradition of mutual flirtation, where the tradition respects each other, where the tradition embraces each other, where the tradition protects each other, where the tradition gives each other a sweet kiss, and the tradition, where tradition gives each other happy gifts, where tradition forgives each other, where tradition longs for each other, where tradition understands each other, and where tradition softens each other's hearts because of worship to God in domestic civilization. Everything is lost and buried in the family, along with the loss of the practices of love and affection between husband and wife. The traditions of preserving the blessing and happiness in marriage only become obsolete history that ever happened at the beginning of meeting and entering the household. Undying for a long time and eternal, defeated by despair and boredom when faced with trivial dynamics that will surely come on every household.

Either buried where the form of love and affection that should remain sustainable in navigating the household in order to remain sadinah, mawadah and grace. Yes, many married couples experience amnesia over the early history of encounters filled with feelings of love and happiness. So they forget to be grateful for the best gift for being given the ease of marriage by God. The gift of a mate who should always be grateful with love and affection in order to increase the blessing in the household.

Love and affection that never ends is the superiority of a person in navigating the household life. Amy Ress Anderson in, “What Awesome Looks Like: How to Excel In Business And Life” says if you want to be called a superior human, then make “Family where life begins and love never ends”. That is, one of the superior formulas a person (husband or wife) in living life is “love never ends."

The formula that becomes one of the important keys can unite husband and wife in a household full of blessing.