Marriage Without Love (Khanza Story)

A Sinner

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A sigh of relief was heard, when Annisa did not find a serious wound on Rudi's body.

"How's he doing, honey?" tanya who was sliced from the lips of Ilham after his daughter finished examining Rudi.

"Thank God, there are no injuries to worry about, Bi. But if Abi is less sure, tomorrow morning ... Abi can take this man to the hospital."

"All right, dear."

"Bi, Nisa's back in the room? Abi get some rest! Take care of Abi's health! Because that health sometimes can't be redeemed for money or other possessions."

"Yes Dear. In a moment, Abi will return to the room to rest. Abi was afraid of the nagging of Doctor Nabila Annisa Chairanie, the favorite daughter of Abi and Ummi," said Ilham accompanied by a lip arch and a helping hand to wipe the princess' hijab.

Annisa smiled and kissed the back of her abbot's hand with reverence and then she said hello.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Abi."

"Wa'alaikumsalam, Abi's daughter."

After getting a reply from her ashes, Annisa turned her heels and swung her legs towards her room.

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The morning sun's rays slurped through the cracks of the windows. Provides bright light in the originally dim room. Forcing the still loyal netra to be closed immediately open.

Rudi moved his net petals that felt so heavy because the sensation of dizziness in his head had not subsided, followed by the sound of stomach thrashing because from yesterday afternoon held hunger and thirst.

Netra Rudi piqued adjusting the sunlight that filled the room. So, he looked in all directions.

Instantly Rudi frowned when he realized that he was in a very foreign place. Not in Dahlia's apartment or on the street.

In his mind he asked, "where am I?"

"Assalamu'alaikum, Ma. Thank God, Mase's awake already." Arum greets Rudi with his charming style.

Rudi bergeming. He was increasingly made to wonder with the arrival of a woman who was completely unknown to him.

"Who are you?" tanya Rudi accompanied by a probing gaze. Slowly, he got up from his lying position and leaned his back on the hear board.

"Early, young people today. Instead of returning greetings, ask who I am. Mbothen patiently wants to get to know Arum more closely, huh Mas?" he was followed by a blink of an eye.

"Sorry, I seriously asked. Who are you and me .. Where are you? Didn't I lie on the street yesterday?"

Arum gave a smile and sat down on the chair by the side of the bed. Instead of answering the questions posed by Rudi, Arum instead introduced himself with a voice and style that resembles the princes Syahrinieee.

"My name is Arum. My full name is Arum similikiti neplok'i demiti. Alias ... Arum Nur Cahyaningtyas Kesuma Wati Princes Syahrinieee. If you can deck Arum know, what is the name of Mas handsome? People say, if you don't know, then ta'aruf, Mas. With sincerity, the deck Arum willing if Mas handsome want ta'aruf. So that we can get to know each other. Continue .. valid."

Rudi shuddered. Inwardly, he recites the mantra "Mit amit jabang baby". It's impossible to imagine having a wife like Arum.

With forced Rudi published a smile and changed to introduce himself. "My name is Rudi, Ma'am. Rudi Hardiansyah."

"Wahhhh cool name, Mas. The name Mas handsome reminds me of someone who once stopped at heart. However, he suddenly disappeared to nowhere. Leaving his future wife who always misses. Hahhh, but yowes. Maybe he's not my soul mate. Who knows, my soul mate Mas Rudi Worwor. Error ... Mas Rudi Hardiansyah who is handsome like an angel --"

"Ehem." Arum's babbling was trimmed when he heard a deheman's voice coming from someone who was very familiar.

Instantly, Rudi and Arum rotated their heads towards the source of the sound.

"Eh, Ustadz. Tadz Monggo. Kog mboten said hello, you know? Yasudah, then .. I only say hello. Assalamu'alaikum, Ustadz Ilham."

Arum rattled when he heard the satirical sentence that was thrown from the lips of the ustadz.

"Already, Tadz." Arum lowered his voice a little. But it does not reduce the impression of wood.

"Rum, if men and women are in one room, then there will be --"

"There is a syaiton as the third party, Tadz," he said interrupting, followed by his neutral views on Ilham.

Inspiration stroking the chest. He tried to be patient facing his very unique santriwati. In addition to cute, Arum is also not polite. Much different from other students and students.

While Rudi, the man seemed to desperately hold a laugh that almost exploded because of hearing the babbling Arum, which successfully tickled the sense of hearing. Indirectly, Arum calls the ustadz .. 'shaiton'.

Achaghfirullah, Rum's. Fortunately Ustadz Ilham has a lot of patient stock. ⁇ ️

"Rum, better .. you go to the kitchen to help Nisa and ummi!" tell Ilham while alibiing, so that Arum immediately leave the room.

"Ustadz Scum. Sendiko dawuh's. I'll be in the kitchen to help Nisa and ummi. Then, I'll drop Mas handsome for a while, Tadz."

"Hem."

"Assalamu'alaikum, Ustadz. Pay ... Mas Rudi handsome prospective priest Arum." Arum said his greetings and waved his hand.

"Wa'alaikumsalam." Ilham and Rudi replied to Arum's greeting in a compact manner.

After Arum came out of the room, Ilham landed his weight on the chair. Then, he started his conversation with Rudi.

"Sir Mas, introduce .. My name is Ilham. If I may know, what is the name Nak Mas? And ... where does Nak Mas live?"

"My name is Rudi, Ustadz. Rudi Hardians. At the moment, I have no place to live" he replied, followed by a heavy sigh.

Inspiration linked the two bases of his eyebrows. He tried to find out the answer given by Rudi.

As if able to read the mind of the ustadz, Rudi continued his words.

"I used to live on the streets. And now ... I'm back on the street, Tadz."

"Astaghfirullah. Try Nak Rudi tell me, about what really happened! And what does Nak Rudi mean ... 'back to the streets'?"

Rudi sighed deeply, striking down the sense of tightness that filled the inner space before he returned to his voice. Rudi did not answer the ustadz's question. However, he admitted that he was a sinner.

"I'm actually a sinner, Ustadz. During this time, I have often committed major sins. Especially to my late wife, Anjani. For a long time, I have never performed a Muslim-like service. Although my late wife always obeyed worship during her life, my heart was not moved at all. I do not deserve His forgiveness. I also do not deserve to be pitied --" Rudi paused for a moment and sighed deeply again. Then, he began to tell her a very dark story of his life ....

"Tell My servants who are transgressing against themselves, do not despair of the mercy of Allah. Indeed, Allah forgives all sins, He is the Most Forgiving, the Most Merciful. So return to your Lord and surrender to Him before the coming of the torment, and you can no longer find help." (QS az-Zumar [39]:53-54).

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