Marry handsome ustad

Not that strong

The man's hand seemed to tremble as his finger held a pen, his tears even continuing to seep in the corner of his eye, appearing several times he rubbed the clear liquid in the eye patch with the tip of his shirt.

"Bismilbornrahmanirrahim!" with one breath, he finally inscribed a signature which means he had to give up one of the three parts of his life to return to his owner.

After finishing his business, ustad Zaki remembered if he had not prayed ashar. He went to the hospital mosque before going to the operating room.

Arriving at the mushola he immediately took ablution, hoping that his heart could be a little calm with washing ablution water.

After finishing his four prayers, he immediately raised his hand, pleading with the owner of life for help,

"O Allah, Lord of life, if this is the path that You have chosen for me, make it easy. O Allah, O Lord, if Zahra is a match that You have written in the far reaches of Mahfudz, which You have chosen for me, then give her back to me, O Allah, let her accompany me for the rest of my life, O God,

Allahumma inni as-aluka nafsan bika muthma-innah, tu’minu biliqo-ika wa tardho bi qodho-ika wataqna’u bi ’atho-ika.

O God, I ask You a soul that is at ease with You, that is sure to meet You, that is pleased with Your ordinance, and that feels sufficient with Your gift, Aamiin.

Finally Ustad Zaki ended his prayer, soon entered magrib time. Actually wanted to hurry to Zahra's place, but he also could not miss his magrib time.

While waiting, he took the phone in his small bag, he had to contact someone.

"Hallo, assalamualaikum ummi!"

"Greetings waalaikum, Zak. How's Zahra doing? Isn't it time?" it turns out that ummi already knew the Zahra exam schedule was over, and it was time for action.

"Zahra's in the hospital, ummi!"

"Astaghfirullah azim thing, then how is it now?"

"Zahra's in surgery now, ummi!"

"But the patient is Zak, God willing tomorrow Abi same ummi to go there!"

"Iya ummi, Zaki pray magrib first ummi, if you already want to go tell Zaki ya ummi,"

"Yes sure!"

"Assynnya!"

"Greetings waalaikum!"

After hearing the answer from across the street, Zaki finally hung up his phone.

Muazin has declared the azan magrib, some pilgrims have also begun to arrive. Because the hospital mosque is not so big, so it cannot accommodate many jamaan, until the magrib prayer is divided into several kloter.

Fortunately for Zaki to get the first kloter, after the priest ended his prayer, he immediately moved from his place. He was worried that Miss Narsih and Mr. Warsi were waiting for him.

Along the way, in his heart kept praying for fortitude to the creator, his steps away from the mushola.

It feels like to immediately see the state of the wife, if you can really want to penetrate the wall that has separated them, struggling with the doctor in the room with the writing R. Operation with lights on above.

"Assynnya!" answer to both of the wife's parents.

"Greetings waalaikum, son. Sit down!" mr. Warsi asked the son-in-law to sit down, he did not ask much because he knew at this time the man was being shaken.

"Nur and Amir_?" ustad Zaki asked as soon as he realized there lived the three of them.

"Nur and Amir were going home, but God willing, they will come here tonight to accompany you!" said mr. Warsi.

"Same father has prayed?" ask ustad Zaki again so conscious, he forgot to even give an opportunity to them to pray.

"Here you are, it just so happens that your mother brought a prayer mat!"

"Alhamdulillah!" ustad Zaki was a little relieved, at least he did not make his wife's parents to neglect his obligations.

They kept quiet again, especially Ms. Narsih, she looked so quiet her face also looked tired but her eyes were even reluctant to shut, her elderly neutrals kept watching the lights that lit up above the operating room door.

Although he wanted to calm two parents who were sitting in the waiting chair, but in fact he did not even have the energy for it.

What he has been telling his worshipers to always be firm, patient in facing the trials given by God, in fact even he can not practice it himself.

He thought he had faced enough trials, even when he was far from his comfortable life with his parents and started his new life was the toughest thing in his life, in fact it was not.

Seeing his wife drooping weakly in there with all the medical treatment and imagining the worst that could possibly happen was the toughest test he had gone through in his life.

But what he has always held to this day from the words of his brother, God helped His servant not by uprooting his problems but by strengthening his heart. God willing, with this trial, he will strengthen his heart even more.

Until two hours passed, the lights on the door were off indicating the operation was complete, quickly Ustad Zaki walked towards the door in the presence of two Zahra parents.

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Slowly the door opened and a doctor came out of the room, still in full post-surgery clothes.

"How's doc?" ask ustad Zaki so worriedly.

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