Married for Marriage (Haris And Hana)

Chapter 150: Punishment for the Abbot

It's raining again. The weather just got clear. The rain has been greeting me often lately. Allah has sent down His mercy on all worlds. The clouds that rolled in white again were gray.

Romi takes Arini aside his motorbike to shelter under an old, uninhabited building. Since visiting the house of bu Indah some time ago and involved in a great quarrel, all the facilities owned by his wife were confiscated. Here is the white CRV car that has been used by Arini for the last few years.

Romi just drove Arini to Ruqyah. This was the second Ruqyah that Arini followed. At first the wife refused. However, Romi did not give up until his persuasion was fruitful. Actually after this Romi will meet Haris. He has contacted his old friend and arranged a meeting, because Romi will provide the results of solving the case for his hard work so far with the joint team. But what power, the early rain precedes them.

The wind felt strong. Arini looked at the circle that came down from the sky with a hand. I don't know what he's thinking right now. The flat face he showed would make people fail to guess what the contents of his head were.

“Sorry yes. We have to be rained on because I just have a motor” Lirih Romi inside. Indeed, this man sold the car he owned to be able to give Arini a cash dowry worth 100 million and a few pieces of gold.

“Hmh But I will try harder to give you a more decent life!” Further again. Arini just kept quiet did not respond. Romi approached and grabbed the shoulder of the woman standing next to him.

“What are you doing?”

“Let you not freeze”

“I've been wearing a jacket!” Arini wants to avoid.

“Let this be. Let me try to be a good husband while we're with” Romi insisted. He could see his wife shivering a little with slightly trembling lips. Undeniably, Arini felt warm.

“Your hands are cold, let me warm up!” Said Romi again rubbed his hand into Arini's hand and he blew the air there. They feel warm.

“Now put your hand in your shirt pocket!” Romi's decree carries the wife's hand to the pocket of his own jacket. Arini could only give up on what her husband was doing.

“Ry..."

"Hm..."

"Knowing you is the thing I am most grateful for in this world” Romi said suddenly. He tightened his embrace.

“I've liked you even from before knowing you.”.

“Ry, you keep quiet... Do you now regret marrying me?” Ask Romi grimly. I don't know how many questions he asked but his Arini just kept silent. Honestly, this woman didn't know what to say. His throat felt choked.

“A... I...” Arini turned. Romi turned Arini's body towards her. The heavy rain has changed with drizzle. But the streets still look empty. Netra they meet. As if dissolving in a shahdu atmosphere, Romi felt like he was drowning in the sea of black-eyed beads that were before him. Unknowingly their faces thinned the distance. The remaining distance is getting thinner until the red lips of the pomegranate stick together. Second, two seconds, three seconds, up to ten seconds.

Instantly Arini's consciousness appeared. He pushed Romi's body strong.

“You always take chances while I'm off guard!” Hardik Arini then passed away leaving Romi.

“Ry, where are you going? Still excited!”

“To the front self-service!” Arini said immediately shot to where he was headed without waiting for approval. Face blushing.

“Ry,, wait..” Romi move. He took off his jacket and covered Arini with the jacket. They walk in the same container. There was actually a slight vibration that this woman felt. He was touched by what Romi did but tried hard to shake off those feelings.

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Sreeeegg

Door opens. Hajjah Aisyah entered the main room slowly. He saw the husband who had been so missed sitting on a swivel chair with his back to the table. Hajjah Aisyah could only see his head poking slightly from the top of the chair wall. It feels very desirable for this 55-year-old woman to pour into the arms of a man who has been married for 35 years. But what power, the husband looks like reluctant even if just close together.

“Bah..” Call Hajjah Aisyah slowly.

Haji Zakaria exhaled after previously having drawn her deeply. He turned the occupied chair. Instantly his position and Hajjah Aisyah faced each other. The mood was silent for a moment.

“Aisyah..” Call Haji Zakaria at last. There was no mention of Ummi or Humaira as he usually mentioned.

“Bah... Pardon Ummi” Lirih hajjah Aisyah with a restrained voice. He still did not give up apologizing by bowing down.

“Aisyah. It's all a big sin. Even though you did not consider me at all, at least you knew that there was a God Who Sees. There is an Angel Atid who notes!” Hajj Zakaria said, at this time he felt better to have a conversation.

“U..Ummi khilaf”

“There is no error for deeds done over and over again! What comes to mind when you serve someone who is not your husband then without feeling guilty you also make out with me!” Said Haji Zakaria holding his chest that was back in pain. His badukit words made Hajjah Aisyah creeps.

Hajjah Aisyah is not unaware of his mistake, but the love that has now been fostering strongly raises his ego to not want to let go of the husband who has been with him for many years. How could he possibly forget the sweet deeds of Hajj Zakaria. I don't know if this treatment will still be felt in the future.

“That may hate Ummi.. Ummi is wrong, Ummi is guilty.. Ummi is guilty..Ummi evil” Hajjah Aisyah sobbing. Seeing him, Haji Zakaria felt pity. He took a handkerchief in the pocket of the robe and handed it over.

“Remove your tears. This is not the time to cry”

“That can hate Ummi as much as you want. But Ummi mohoon, do not divorce Ummi..” Hajjah Aisyah as much as possible. He secretly took the time to type a lightning message on Yahya.

Son, please Ummi. Ummi with my brother in the main room.

“Does the fear of divorce exceed your fear of God?! Okay, I'll remind you, though,.. perhaps you forgot that the punishment for an adulterer is in the volume (in the whip) for the unmarried and in the stoning (stoned to death) for the married! This can all be returned you have’ah in the hadith of the history of Bukhari-Muslim or Imam Ahmad. Moreover, not a few verses of al-Qur’an that discuss zina-penzina!”

“Actually I no longer need to include the source of my words because you must have memorized them outside your head. ”

“Aisyah,, Islam is a hanif religion, tawhid religion, clean religion and maintain human honor. Islam is a just religion and views adultery as dirty and disgusting. It is a shame because it destroys honor and sin! It really damages the descent!” Hajj Zakaria. Hajjah Aisyah staggered.

“Bah…. Pardon Ummi…. Forgive Ummi... ” Hajjah Aisyah squandered hugging the leg of Hajj Zakaria begging. He's squawking.

“Let go.. Please forgive Allah swt. Not on-ku!”

Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok

The sound of knocking on the door sounded. Hajjah Aisyah loosened her arms. Haji Zakaria moved to open the door. Yahya stood holding little Umar.

“Masya Allah.. Umar.. Here is Jiddi… Allaahummam-la’quluuba aulaadinaa nuuron wa hik-matan wa ahlihim liqabuuli ni’matin wa ashlih-hum wa ashlih buhumul ummah” Haji Zakaria held Umar and prayed for him to become a son of shalih and useful to the ummat.

“What's up, son? Please login!”

Yahya glanced into the room. Ummi looks his face puffy. And decided to enter. Haji Zakaria sat Umar in a chair. He peeled the apple and handed it over. Umar ate the apples with gourmand and glee.

“Umar seems to miss Jiddi and Jiddah, so Ananda brought play here” Yahya said berkilah. He deliberately brought Umar as an excuse to see the situation.

“How to know your purpose here son! Thank you for stopping by! But right now abah and ummi are having a very private conversation!

“Umar dear... Main used to be the same yes… later God willing Jiddi made the plane after the affairs of Jiddi and Jiddah finished” Said Haji Zakaria again handed Umar to Yahya and they came out after Yahya took the time to glance at the ummi who stared at his departure with anxious face.

The anxiety in Hajjah Aisyah's heart increased many times. Punishment/Had Rajam instantly makes the romance stand.

"Who is your lover? " Haji Zakaria has not finished skinning. It turned out that he still wanted to look further.

"Zaynuddin..."

"Zaynuddin?! " Haji Zakaria frowned.

"Yes... Zainuddin roommate abah when in the dorm first" said Hajjah Aisyah closed her eyes. It's already wet. Let's fall all together. Haji Zakaria clenched her hands. Angrier. Really angry.

How not? Zainuddin was a close friend and the most encouraging of him when he asked for Hajjah Aisyah.

"Aisha, today... You I'm TALAK... Today too until the next it is haram for us to mix"

Tests

The tears of Hajjah Aisyah flowed again.

"yeah.. Divorce is something that Allah hates" Hajjah Aisyah said.

"In spite of this, he is halted by the Shariah. I will ask Allah SWT for forgiveness for this. God willing, this is the best decision. It's not that I don't forgive you... But I just don't want to hurt you... Households built on disappointment will only bring harm. I can't pretend to smile. I can't pretend to be nice later. The Prophet said, The best man is the man who is most kind to his wife "

"I am not a sinless holy man but for integrity. Heart purity. Islamic Faith. Devotions. Majesty love. I have to do this as a valuable lesson"

"Love that is too deep and a feeling of disappointment that is too big is spaced out like a thin paper. It's too easy to tear. Its strength is like a porcelain dish, which when dropped with great force will fall into pieces without being able to be repaired" continued Haji Zakaria. He turned to face the outside window.

"Well, that opportunity really doesn't exist anymore? Give Ummi a second chance! Ummi beg bah!! Ummi loves Abah, but he also loves Ummi...Ummi knows that.. Ummi could see through Abah's eyes... Abah's love for Ummi is still very big" Hajjah still did not give up.

"Repent... Zina is a big sin. He entered into the order of great sins. I do love you Aisyah. This feeling has not gone away. It is still firmly rooted even though you have tried hard to destroy it. I do love you... But my love for God is far greater than my love for you! " Haji Zakaria's voice squeezed his chest. The pain felt so much. He unconsciously bit his lips until they bled.

Hajjah Aisyah staggered back. It was like seeing the apocalypse in plain sight.

Bruuukkk

Hajjah Aisyah fainted instantly.

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Man Teman~ Alana would like to respond a little to the comments of some friends here who once suggested Haji Zakaria same marriage Iqlima only..

His position Haji Zakaria and Iqlima is the Son-in-law and In-law of ya~ Knowledge Alana who faqir science.. They are Mahram (Mu Abbad (Eternal Mahram) ~ Forever will be Mahram although for example later between Iqlima and Yahya there is no longer a marriage bond aka divorce, The relationship between Hajj Zakaria and Iqlima remains that of Father and Son. Haram married. Jumhur Ulama agreed on this.

The title is based on the letter of An-Nisa verse 23... A quick delivery yes... Maybe we can read 2 again... Sorry if salah~

Wallahu A'lam bish Shawab~ 🙏🙏🙏