Marry handsome ustad

The Story of Tsa'labah

Now it's a break, usually the break hours are divided into two first sift. sift at twelve to one and second sift at one to two noon.

Coincidentally Zahra got the second swift ration, he rushed to the mosque to pray.

It turned out that Weni also got the same swiftness as her. He sped up his prayers and immediately chased after the finished Weni first,

"Wen, wait!"

Weni stopped her steps and turned her head towards Zahra,

"What's up with Zahra?"

"Where are you going? Buy a peek in front of yuk!" bring him.

"You're here ready to eat, mbak,"

"Ehhh, nice front peek. Let me buy it!"

"Don't mbak, mending saves mbak!"

Hehhh, it is very difficult to persuade Weni ...

"Yes, if you don't want to, what if I pinjem the bike!"

"What do you do mbak? He said the cilot was just up front!?"

"I happen to need to go to the minimarket at the crossroads there, right if the road can take a lot of time!"

Weni seemed to think, "But instead of Ustad Zaki also carrying a motorcycle?"

"But you know, the key is always brought, beware. Promise not to take fifteen minutes I return, not balekne whole tree!"

"Where are you!?" weni looked doubtful.

"Wes is not, do not be confused. Ntar does not fill the gasoline, do not buy snacks as well, how?"

"But I promise you, don't take it anywhere, I'm afraid of Zaki!?"

"Not to be afraid, he won't be angry!"

Weni almost handed over the keys to her bike but suddenly Heni came over to them,

"Well, where are you going?" tanyakanya.

"You go to the front minimarket, what's up? Wanna come?" ask Zahra.

"No, I'm looking for you to ask Zaki!?"

Why again ....

"What's wrong?"

"Where do I know, just go!"

"Can you later?"

"To be told now, he said it was important!"

Ihhhh, fail again dong. Though there is no Mr. Dul, uh now replace the singer ....

"Not to be Wen!" said Zahra while returning the key to Weni's motorbike, Zahra also walked quickly to Zaki's room.

"What's wrong?" ask as soon as he comes in.

"Greetings waalaikum, deck!" greet Zaki with a smile.

"Assynnya!?"

Zahra walked quickly and sat right in front of the husband's desk, appearing in front of the husband with so many files.

"What the hell is it?"

"So, you saw the clock, right?"

"Have you!?"

"You know, it's not working hours?"

"Know!"

"Trus, why don't you go inside?"

"Well?"

Ustad Zaki immediately stood up from his seat, he walked around the table and stopped beside Zahra, squatting and leaning his hands on the left right side of Zahra so that Zahra could not move anywhere,

"Aren't you the same?"

"Do you have to miss it?"

"Yes, that's it!"

"Alright, kangen! But Zahra's still got business, can't you get out, right?" Zahra was about to stand up but was immediately restrained by Zaki's hands.

"No deck, if you want to go anywhere call mas, mas will deliver."

Kayak tahana aja city, everywhere in between ..., inner Zahra upset.

"But Zahra wants lunch!"

Ustad Zaki immediately pulled Zahra's hand, invited her to sit on the sofa,

"Food ready for Zahra deck, let's eat!"

"Mas Ustad hasn't had lunch yet?" zahra asked when she saw the food had not even been touched at all.

"Kan nunguin Zahra's deck!"

"Ihhhh, so moved by me!?" zahra said as she refuted her chin with both hands, but suddenly a wiggle shot into her mouth.

Slowly chew, "This ..., This ....!"

"Have eaten, don't talk. Read basmallah first!" say ustad Zaki while preparing another cilot into Zahra's mouth.

"Bismilbornrahmanirrahim!"

After reading the basmallah Zahra continued eating while in Zaki's last bribe.

"Kok know the hell mas ustad if I want to cilok again?"

"What do you not know about Zahra's deck!?" ustad Zaki said confidently.

"Didn't understand last night!?" zahra's grunts were shriveled but could still be heard by Zaki's ustad.

"Thank you, this morning you understand!" say ustad Zaki while bringing his face closer to Zahra to leave only a few ceases from his face. Even Zahra was able to feel the breath of her husband, Zahra could only swallow her Saliva.

"meaning?" zahra asked with a voice stuck in her throat.

"Mas did not want to spoil the deck of Zahra, not because it does not love the same deck of Zahra but mas felt it was not time Zahra deck had all that, remember the story of Tsa'labah no?"

"No! Which one is it?" Asks Zahra and Ustad Zaki also chose to change seats, he sat right next to his wife and began to tell stories.

"A long time ago, there lived Tsa'labah who was part of the Anshar people. He lives in poverty. Although in a poor state, Tsa'labah is known as a person who still believes in Allah Almighty and the Prophet."

"Then?" zahra seemed very interested in hearing the story from her husband.

"Until one day, when Tsa'labah began to become fed up with his poverty, he persuaded the Prophet to pray for him to become a rich man. Tsa'labah said, O Messenger of Allah, pray for me that Allah may bestow great wealth."

"Trus the same apostle in love?" zahra asked again and Zaki shook his head.

"Why? The Prophet's most beautiful prayer!"

"The apostle answered, O Tsa’labah, there is indeed little merit to something you can be grateful for far better than many but you cannot be grateful for. Do you not have the Suri tauladan of the Messenger of Allah (who does not live with abundant wealth?) By the One whose soul is in His hand, if I want the mountain to be turned into gold and silver then all that will happen."

"Keep Tsa'labah still insistent?" ask Zahra who is getting curious.

"To get such an answer, Tsa’labah was disappointed, but still did not undo his intentions. Tsa’labah continues to urge the Prophet to pray for him to become a rich man."

"I guessed it, I would! The Prophet did not give thanks, did he?"

"The Prophet knew well that one could be remiss for the treasures of the world so that if the Apostle prayed for them, it was feared that Tsa’labah would disbelieve Allah.

Tsa’labah who at that time was very ambitious to become a rich man was finally able to melt the heart of the Prophet with a promise that he will remain Istic in the way of Allah."

"So, in prayer?"

Ustad Zaki nodded his head,

"Yes! Finally the Prophet prayed for him and a goat was owned by Tsa’labah."

"Cock is just a goat? If you have a goat too!" zahra Protest.

"After the story?" ask Zaki iftad when Zahra cuts the story.

"Yes, yes! Zahra quiet!"

"Day after day then passed by Tsa’labah with busy caring for and breeding her goats. Thanks to his tenacity, his goats also increased to make the city of Medina crowded with goats. In response to this situation, Tsa’labah moved her goat herder in a valley outside the city of Medina.

Tsa’labah who was increasingly busy taking care of her goats finally slowly began to leave the prayer. Even when one of the Messenger of Allah came to him to ask for zakat from Tsa’labah, he refused it under the pretext that zakat was just a mere tax."

How the hell is that? He must have received a reply from God?" ask Zahra again and Ustad Zaki nodded his head.

"The Messenger of Allah then conveyed what Tsa’labah said to make the Prophet growled. The apostle said, What a woe Tsa’labah. What a fuck he is."

"Then really fucked?"

Ustad Zaki nodded his head, " The story is the cause of the decline of surah at-Taubah verses 75-77 which contain satire to those who previously pledged to give up some of their wealth if blessed by God in the form of wealth, but after being given their wealth they become miserly and turn away. Because of such an attitude, Allah then instills hypocrisy in their hearts until death because they have rejected the pledge and lied."

Ustad Zaki ended the story and looked back at Zahra who was stunned by the story of her husband,

"How now? Still want a car and an ATM card?"

Zahra quickly shook her head, "No, if Zahra loves you everything, how about it?"

"Mas will definitely scold the mas himself and ask for forgiveness for the sins of the mas!"

"Why are we angry ourselves?"

"Because the mas who has not been sissy educates the wife to make her arrogant and negligent with her religion!"

Mashayallah ademnya ..., Zahra was more amazed by the personality of her husband.

visual Zahra if you wear hijab

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