Love Zainab

Hope And Desperate Asa

Zainab immersed herself in bed. He's still in a sniffle. All the feelings he had, were now heartless. He did not expect that his father would do such a thing to Joseph. It is not love that is wrong, but it is possible that man can not set himself up and see who he loves, But will the heart understand it? Of course not the answer.

To release Joseph was impossible. Because this heart lives there. Is not Allah the Exalted in the hearts of men? God will be able to control it. Because it is the heart that plays the most part. You need to work harder to get everything done.

There were two options for him and Joseph. First, keep the statement, they must fight together both in the effort and do'a. Second, they must put an end to this problem, accepting that they are not fools. But are they able to choose? Both the first and the second option are equally heavy.

"Zai?" Risa who came into Zainab's room in a hurry. "What happened?." Her question was full of astonishment.

Zainab turned her body and immediately woke up hugging Risa. She did not answer her sister-in-law's question, instead her crying broke again and grew louder. In Risa's head appeared many questions, about what had happened, earlier. Fikri was still prying information on Mbok Cici.

"Zai? Calm yourself! What the hell's been going on? Ask Risa again.

Fikripun came in and he walked over to Zainab and his wife who were still hugging. "Zaina." Call slowly. The hug came off, he wiped his tears. The veil she was wearing was also wet, I don't know how many tears she had shed. Both of his eyes look puffy. "Mas Fikri will try to talk to Dad, later." It was as if Fikri had understood what had happened.

"Sit down.! Bring Risa. "And don't cry anymore. Sorry, we came home late. So, can't accompany you just now." Risa said regretfully.

Zainab is silent. His tongue feels ugly. He felt he didn't need anything anymore. His heartache covered his senses. Where is Zainab who is strong, firm and impressed fierce? Was it just because of love, then she became such a mess? Maybe not because it does not get the Father's blessing, but listening and watching with his own eyes and ears, seeing the figure of his father who is very rude and demeaning the person he loves, he said, which makes him almost crazy.

"Zai, please don't shut up. We are confused what to do? Speak up!" Risa who could not bear to see Zainab, finally upset too. Although he himself understood that it was possible that Zainab's soul was feeling pain.

Zainab's tears are back. "I am confused about myself." He said it was still a bit of a whim.

"Mas Fikri will help you. Trust me, as long as you don't do this!." Fikri also dissolved in his sister's grief.

"Bak Risa will always be beside you. Supports you."

Zainab felt there was an energy intake from the people closest to her. Mbok Cici who was a witness was seen crying in the doorway. Both of his hands were holding a tray of food. Zainab has not eaten since. Risa who knows it, then tells him to come in.

"This is the food, Non. Not eating yet." Mbok Cici said with an anxious tone.

"Thank you, Mbok. But, Zai had no appetite to eat."

"Eat Zai. Even if only a little. How are you going to face tomorrow, if you don't care about yourself." Fikri puffed his breath. "Didn't you want that love to be fought for, it all takes energy to do it." Its effects.

Risa was amazed at the wisdom of her husband. Hmm, her love feels even more for her. "Rightly what Mas Fikri said, life also needs to eat not only hope." He said while smiling.

This time Zainab smiled. Risa's words were so tickling. His sense has returned. He can think clearly. There was no way he would have to be in a dark slump. Instead, it will make it burn slowly, like a candle. He had to get up before he actually fell into a pit of despair.

"Alright, Zainab will eat it later. Zai, pray ashar first."

"Remember, leave everything to Allah. Cite only to Him. He will definitely give you a clue." Fikri held onto Zainab's shoulder, channeling his spirit for her.

"We stay first." Risa. And they all left Zainab's room.

***

"Maybe we're not fools." Joseph concluded quickly. He doesn't know how to.

"Antum said if yesterday was the result of Istikharah, everything was good. But why is it inversely proportional?." Ustadz Aaron tried to think hard. "Is it possible this is one of the tests of love for both of you." His word.

"One doesn't want to hang on to hope anymore, Ust. I don't want to fall in the same place." Joseph spoke full of despair.

"So, antum gave up?." Ustadz asked Aaron because Joseph said he had no hope.

"One confused. Whether to stay or choose to leave." Joseph ruffled his hair in frustration.

Ms. Tina came out with a tray of warm tea and snacks. He also did not know from his son after meeting with Zainab's father. Bu Tina sat down, listening to the obrlan between Joseph and Ustadz Aaron.

Joseph looked at his mother. Can not be interpreted the gaze of his eyes, because after receiving the insult. He was so hurt.

"I'm sorry Joseph, Mom. Can't bring Zainab here as Mom's daughter-in-law." Joseph held his mother's hand. Both stared.

Tipped Bu Tina stuck. He was shocked at what his son said. Disbelief began to soar in front of him. "Actually I am saddened to hear this news, perhaps she is not the soul mate God chose for you." His speech.

There was no way Joseph could tell the humiliation he had received. And until he has to be dragged out, which mother is not sad if she understands her favorite child is treated like that. For nine months and ten days pregnant with her laboriously, giving birth to her, and nursing her, in her caress with affection, should be despised to such a low degree by others.

"Yusuf, what if Zainab survives?." Ustadz Harun's words made the two turn their heads.

"What does that mean?." Ms. Tina was confused and curious.

Ustadz Harun relates that Zainab's father did not give his blessing to the two. Because their social status is different. Without saying that Joseph had experienced humiliation. At first Joseph was afraid when Ustadz Aaron gave his chronology, but finally he was able to feel relief.

"Maybe we were wrong, can't expect more to Nak Zainab. We should be self-aware, and know who we are." Ms. Tina responded.

"I really hope for you, Suf. I don't know why my heart is so sure of you. Although I am not Zainab's father, I see you as worthy of her." Ustadz Aaron placed great hope on Joseph.

Joseph breathed a long breath. It was not that he did not want to, but the question was whether he should be ready to accept the insult for the third time. It might be worse than what he just got. Beautiful jewels are very expensive to hold.

"I'll talk again, Ust. To convince myself. Determine what steps I will take in the future. I also don't want to do anything in vain." Joseph wanted to go back to find answers.

"Hmm, okay." Ustadz Harun grabbed his glass.

*Really, I explained to my brain to think about it again, but my heart still did not want to understand. I explained to my brain to no longer have any hope for the girl, but I did not know how to make my heart understand. I explained to my brain to better get away from her, there are still many other loves. But my heart still does not understand. I explained to my brain to just get rid of my feelings, again and again my heart just rejected it completely.

Then I asked my heart. Hey heart, like you? He said answer my question. I'm the one you should follow. Because I am qalbu. Ask your Lord for guidance by praying, and you will understand why I am this way.

***Connected****