
In the evening Zahran and Zenia lived in the house, the Zenia family chose to go home and stay at Grandma Zenia's house, as well as the Zahran family they also chose to go home to Ponpes.
The king also went with Zenia's parents, originally Zenia did not allow the King to come, but her mother still insisted that the King come with her for a while, still remembered Clearly the words of the mother when she would bring the King.
“The two of you also need time to get to know each other, let the King come with mama for a while, later will Mama anterin again here ya”
Those were the words that came from the lips of her beloved mother, finally with a heavy heart Zenia allowed the King to go with her parents.
And this was where Zenia was, in such a spacious room, standing facing the large window in her room, looking at the darkness of the night which had been many stars sprinkled.
Not long after a hand coiled around her stomach, Zinia was not surprised at being treated like that, she also already knew that it was her husband, Zahran tightened her embrace, she said, sticking his chin on the wife's shoulder, sometimes Zenia squirms because she feels amused when the husband kisses Zenia's white neck.
“Why ?? what do you think ??” zahran asked softly, and further tightened his embrace with his wife.
“It's okay By” replied Zinia.
Zahran turned his wife's body to face him, he put away the strands of hair that covered his beautiful face, Zania smiled, really Zahran treatment very make his heart happy.
“No need to lie, Byby knows you're thinking something, Say !! do not be alone, I am your husband, I deserve to know what you think” explained Zahran.
“I miss King By” yes that's all that escapes the lips of Zinia.
“If that makes you think a lot of Byby will pick him up at granny” said Zahran because he does not want his wife there is a burden of mind, he wants his wife's life to be calm.
“No By, Let the King to be with Mama for a while, anyways mas Gibran also want to be with his son” replied Zinia.
“Then go to sleep !!, it's late at night, not good for your health, believe me everything will be fine” so gently and patiently Zahran spoke to his wife, although he knew that until now his name had not been engraved in the heart of Zenia, but Zahran was so clever to cover the wounded heart.
Everyone would want to marry the person we love and love us, as well as Zahran, even though he is very close to the creator and titled Ustadz, but Zahran still has his fragile side, knowing that his wife still holds Sasa for other men, so hurt, he also wants his name in his wife's heart, but Zahran does not want to force it, let everything go as time goes by, he is sure that one day his wife will surely love him, Zahran is just waiting for that moment to come.
Zahran led Zenia to lie on their luxurious bed, caressing her head so gently, a soft snoring rang out in Zenia's ear indicating that she was asleep.
Zahran sat beside his wife, leaning his body on the head of their bed, why there was no drowsiness that attacked him, Zahran was silent while staring at the ceiling of his room.
Teeess.no tears rolled down her cheeks, completely fragile she was now, her heart ached like a sharp knife, a pain that did not bleed, he said, still vividly remembered his wife's conversation with her ex-husband.
Flasback.
After putting the King to sleep, Zinia came out of her room, she walked towards the pool beside her house, and there was Gibran.
Gibran turned his head back, for a moment their views met, two people who used to love each other now separated and have lived with their respective partners, he said, and the most painful thing for Zenia is that now the person in front of her is her own sister-in-law.
Gibran drew closer to Zinia, and Gibran was holding her tightly, and when they embraced there was a pair of eyes that saw it, it was Zahran, when his mother-in-law reunited in the living room, Zahran intended to follow his wife, but stopped hearing the sound of crying that she believed was his wife, and it is true that Zenia again cried in the breast of Gibran Pradipta.
“Why did you betray our Love mas ?? why ?? what's my fault ??” zenia asked by beating the chest of Gibran's field.
“Pardon mas Dex !!! Sorry !! mas know Mas's mistake has been very fatal, but honestly until now Adek's name is still engraved beautifully in the heart of mas” explained Gibran.
“Mas also still loves you so much” Gibran replied and they hugged very tightly.
Zahran left them both, really hurt, but he made it all right as if nothing had happened.
Flasback Off
Zahran read the prayers when his heart was again disappointed as it is today.
أَللّٰهُمَّ إِنِّى أَعُوْذُ بِكَ مِنَ الْهَمِّ وَالحَزَنِ وَالْعَجْزِ وَالْكَسَلِ وَالْبُخْلِ وَالْجُبْنِ وَضَلَعِ الدَّيْنِ وَغَلَبَةِ الْرِّجَالِ
Allahumma Inni a'udzubika minal hammi wal huzni, wal ajzi, wal kasali, wal bukhli, wal jubni, wal dhola'id daini, wa gholabatir rijali.
It means: "O my Lord, I take refuge in You from sorrow and sorrow or anxiety, from weakness and weakness, from infidelity and cowardice, and the burden of debt and the pressure of people (evil)."
Prayers are read to make ourselves calmer
أَللّٰهُمَّ إِنِّي أَسْأَلُكَ نَفْسًا بِكَ مُطْمَئِنَّةً، تُؤْمِنُ بِلِقَائِكَ، وَتَرْضَى بِقَضَائِكَ، وَتَقْنَعُ بِعَطَائِكَ
Allahumma inni as aluka nafsaan bika muthma innah tu,minu biliqooika watardho biqodoika wataqna'u bi'athoika.
It means: "O God, I ask You for a soul that is at ease with You, that is sure to meet You, that is satisfied with Your resolve, and that feels sufficient with Your gift."
Often we feel sad, upset, anxious that always comes at any time.
This feeling of sadness and anxiety makes us slump and sometimes do things that can harm ourselves.
Should we experience deep sadness should be closer to Allah SWT.
Reading prayer includes worship to make ourselves more calm and peaceful.
In addition to reading prayer, there are other worship that is done to reduce sadness.
Worship, prayer and reading the Quran can make our hearts calmer and hope the problems faced can be resolved.
Zahran laid his body next to his wife, before falling asleep he peeked at his wife's forehead, hoping that the next morning his wife had loved him, what a simple wish Zahran wanted, he said, can be loved by his wife just as Zinia loves her ex-husband.
Be patient Zahran there will be a time when your wife will only think of you, believe that ALLAH is all-throwing his servant's heart, believe that happiness will soon come to you.
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