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5 Years later.
The four-by-six diameter room that is dominated by white feels somber. Grim because now the room is filled with sobs. Cupping her face in Gus Ali's lap, Nuril continued to cry without heeding Gus Ali's words to end her tears.
The exams in the household come with different types. And for these five years, there was no test that meant anything to them, except the absence of a baby to complete the household bahtra they roamed together. Previously, they always cared about the ears, about all kinds of questions and concerns from the family about heredity.
But, once again. The soul mate, death, and sustenance are pure affairs of Allah alone, and as a servant there is no other effort but to endeavor and to ask the merciful for his mercy. Nuril is well aware of it, also Mother Ikah who always gives her strength through her words of wisdom. However, either because so wanted or because of fear of being abandoned by Gus Ali made Nuril unable to hold back her tears at this time.
After picking Ning Nila up this morning, the son of Ammu Ni'am who had just given birth yesterday. Nuril's heart was covered with deep sadness, sadness because of one person's speech that made Nuril forget how great Gus Ali's love for Nuril, and the effort of everything they had done. But all will return to God alone.
The words of the late Abi Farid two years ago before he came to the Divine Paradise. "That child, is also the greatest sustenance in the household, although it is also a great pleasure when we are able to educate our children to be waladin sholihin. Cannot be rubbed. If, it is not yet time to have, then there will be a lot of time to prepare because in fact maybe God considers us not capable and worthy of it."
Nuril remembered all that, also remembered the story of Mother Ikah for her struggle and patience until Gus Ali was present in the middle of them. However, the heart is still the heart, will feel sad also when the inability to have become the subject of conversation of others.
Nothing can be perfect, because it has been determined by God, that man will reach each stage in their own way, and the value of that perfection will never be satisfied before man. Because human nature is always lacking.
For the view of people around, Nuril and Gus Ali are the perfect couple who became idols. So that one shortcoming from the two of them, makes people who think they are perfect judge quickly. And make sure there are no flaws or mistakes for both. Until they forget, that Gus Ali and Nuril are just ordinary humans who cannot be separated from mistakes and shortcomings.
"Have you been satisfied like this.?" Gus Ali asked after Nuril's sobbing. Then in the lift of Nuril's head with both hands Gus Ali who always cupped warm cheeks Nuril. Nuril nodded slowly.
"Say, what makes you sad. Is it still the same thing.?" Gus Ali said in a calm tone.
"Ndhok Nila is so funny." Briefly Nuril with eyes that return watery.
Seen a breath of Gus Ali in, then Gus Ali improved his way of sitting, then brought Nuril in his arms. "Remove the envy in your heart, Ju. Verily, those who still cannot give up their taste of the good of others are among those who are still disbelievers of the good that Allah has bestowed upon themselves."
"I know, but.."
"But you lost. Never mind, do not always like this every time after touching a new tolan markings giving birth. Make it as an encouragement and embed do'a there, hopefully the pleasure of children sholih will also get us later." Gus Ali's soft hand caress at the top of Nuril's head relieved the heart.
"I really want something like you. But, when God wants something else to get us done first, can we reject it. All efforts we have done, just wait for when God will give us the favor." The Gus Ali.
"We will not be young anymore. Would it be enough if it were just the two of us. What samean does not intend to present Goddess Hajar in the middle of ten.."
"What is this saying." Gus Ali was too shocked by Nuril's speech to make Gus Ali unravel his embrace and look at Nuril closely.
"Marry again, for the sake of the obedience that will continue to glorify God." Nuril's tone sounded hoarse again, his clear eyes were also filled with glass that was about to break. However, Nuril's hard-working smile breezed for Gus Ali.
"You're still not sure about that, Ju. So don't ever say that again. Because even though you can be sincere, I'm not sure I'll be able to be fair." Gus Ali continued with a chest that shook violently.
Verily, at the bottom of Gus Ali's heart, so wounded by his present vision. How could Gus Ali continue to smile in the midst of tears that continue to spread in the beautiful eyes of Nuril, where Gus Ali once promised there, there will only be a twinkle of happiness. But again, the trials in the household took many forms, and Gus Ali neglected that all his words would only be a promise when God did not want to be real.
"Savory children do not belong only to those who are lucky to be tucked through their womb. However, being a parent who educates and teaches knowledge and kindness is also a view that cannot be seen one eye, even though they never dwell in your womb." Nuril raised her head to look at Gus Ali who was smiling meaningfully to Nuril.
"Therefore God mentions as Waladin sholihin or son of a sholih son, not the son of his sholih father. So, what is still lacking the pleasure that we have with children who are always with us, children who always call you Umma. If yes. Then increase your patience even more so that it becomes a must." The Gus Ali.
Nuril again tightened his embrace and did not forget to be grateful for having a husband who is able to become a teacher and his best friend. There is no one great pleasure, as long as we do not forget to be grateful that the pleasure is perfect for each person.
"Never consider them our adopted children, Ju. However, someday when they are adults with the provision of Science that we inherit and the love that you give. They will also not lose to the children you gave birth to yourself. Good in the world will also be in Ahirat."
Nuril smiled understandingly, and increasingly tightened her hands that were embracing her husband's waist. True will not be one favor in this world that is more delicious, unless the pleasure is still able to be felt up to the ahyat. And that is the son of the sholih sholihah.
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Connecting the Extra part.
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Always be confident for those readers who are still fighting for line two. Yes, the righteous Son is not only those who have been in our womb, but those we raised and educated with the provision of religious knowledge his prayer is also able to penetrate Arsy.
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