Muhasabah Love

Plans for Namira

“Patrice, Myria. Son, soul mate, just as death is God's business. We're young, we don't have to rush too, do we?” Friska tries to calm her best friend though unsure. Because, he realized what women feel like when sentenced the doctor must try harder and be patient in picking up momongan.

Myria's head was placed on the table. A sense of heaviness and noise enveloped the woman's mind about the problems in her household with Angkasa. Yesterday was so peaceful and soothing.

“Gini show, well, the more aware we are if we are weak creatures, right? So if you think about it, maybe God just wants you the same Kasa can be even closer to Him, My.”

“I'm really heavy, Fris. I'm afraid not strong.” The round eyes with a pitch black color were looking far away. There are barrier glasses that blur vision. When lamenting fate, Myria's tears were easily pushed out.

Friska rubbed Myria's head and shoulders. Pregnant women at the age of three months are not good at commenting. Mr. Zayyan forbade him from saying too much to cause disfavor. Therefore, since Friska got married, her attitude changed a little and certainly not as much as before.

“God sent Kasa to be your companion, Myria. This time, you are not alone. I didn't think it was right for us to go to school. If you stress gini, Kasa must be more stressed again.”

A tired breath was blown from the lips that were covered in a black veil. Myria wiped her eyes that started to drip water. “Kasa not much to say. About this pregnant program, right, I'm the one who fussed. He seems very relaxed, tuh.”

“Good too, dong, My. That means, he accepts you for who you are. He married you not only because of the child doang.”

“But Gauze single child, Friska.” Myria got up quickly. He said haughty, “Free from him, Mother same Papa can have a grandson.”

Friska's lips twitched. Seeing Myria teary-eyed, she joined in tears. There is its own destruction when he saw his friend was over-troubled.

Unable to say anything, Friska widened her two arms to hug. “Allah dear, kok, same us, My. The household exam is different. I'm the same as you, although deket gini, our tests are different. But God must be the best for us. God also knows how strong we are in what trials. So, if you are the same Kasa tested about the descendants of gini, it means that it is what you are capable of, not others.”

The long advice from Friska was correct, but the reality was that it aggravated Myria's cries. The woman who is still in the arms of her best friend is increasingly tightening her embrace because she is confused about what to evaporate baldness.

“Sabar, My. I have for you,” Friska said at the end of the conversation. Nothing can be done when it comes to the destiny of God. He was also an ordinary man, not a prophet who had the privilege of miracles.

***

A message from Mrs Nasita stopped Angkasa's steps towards the parking lot. His eyebrows instantly fused until Sakti asked in confusion.

“No, it's nothing. Just told me to have dinner at home. Myria peeker nginep times,” said Angkasa when answering.

Sakti nodding. He continued his steps without asking more. Two months after his chat with Angkasa about wanting to have children, the man no longer heard the friend telling the story.

Worried to offend and seem too meddling in the matter of the household Space, Sakti chose silence. He only prayed that his best friend was okay even though he had admitted there was a possibility of fertility being disrupted due to the effects of long-term drug use.

Motor leaving the Angkasa Pradana building. Two men who always use the motorbike jumped into a fairly jammed road. Days like that are common, so there is nothing to complain about.

After riding a motorcycle for almost an hour due to traffic jams, Angkasa arrived at the parents' house. He said hello, then greeted his wife.

“You from earlier, Darling?” The Space Question comes out after first shaking hands and landing a kiss on the forehead.

“No, kayak usually.” Myria answered softly. She looked down more and refused to look at her husband.

However, the slightest change occurred to Myria, it managed to attract the attention of Space. The man who had just handed over the helmet instantly withdrew a hand.

The right index finger pointed forward and landed under Myria's chin. Then, Angkasa gave an upward push so that his wife's face was lifted. The man's vision was widened. “You cry, Habibati?”

Quickly Myria retreated and turned around. He pretended to put the helmet onto a special shelf available while lying. Angkasa refuted Myria's confession, but the woman insisted on just a flickering.

“We're into the room!” said Angkasa firmly and then pulled Myria's hand without asking for approval.