Ramadhan Imamku (Accomplishing the Love of Allah)
Who's Boby?
Happy Re is a happy-go-lucky
The sun is at the end of the evening,
The sky is no longer the same.
Ramadhan carries Khansa's body,
he also immediately contacted Dr Azka to immediately check on Khansa.
Luckily Dr. Azka could arrive soon and check on Khansa.
He examined carefully the patient as well as Azka's first love in his life.
God is still kind to Khansa, there are no signs of inflammation or bruising in the Khansa.
"Who allowed him to exercise Kendo again Ramadan?" Ask Dr. Azka to the point.
"Either, when I came home from the lab check with you at the hospital. I searched for it, and found my wife was blindly attacking the man-made bamboo props in the room. If I take a quick look it looks like the room has been unused for a long time." Ramadhan explained what he saw with the details of Khansa's room.
"It's obviously been a long time, after the stabbing incident that Khansa had. Abah doesn't allow Khansa to exercise Kendo anymore. This exercise is too risky with wounds on the abdomen. And I still remember, Khansa's nature and attitude changed after this incident. Khansa dreamed of becoming a Dojo.
Well, maybe this is Khansa's fate line. Seeing the intensity of Khansa unconsciousness if exhausted, it is best that a small intestine donor should be quickly determined." Azka began to make her proposal.
"Yes doctor Azka, hopefully the results will match with Khansa. So that I can donate a portion of my small intestine immediately."
"Wait a minute, your cheeks are hurting Ramadan. Let me give you some ointment and plaster."
"O Allah is Ramadhan, are you really unable to take good care of your wife for a while? Why Khansa lately so often fainted after marrying you. Before Khansa married you she didn't faint like this." Bude Aminah who just came, but has made a stir.
Aisyah who was in the doorway, could only resignedly see her brother lying weakly.
"Astagfirullah was emotionally resistant ma'am, I just checked the state of Khansa. It's not the fault of Ramadan, it's purely Khansa's declining health. Soon the Maghrib time will come, my advice is to let Khansa rest first. I say goodbye, Ramadan, Ms. Aminah, Aisyah. Assalamualaikum,"
Pamit doctor Azka.
"Thank you very much, waalaikumsalam,"
Typal Ramadan.
"Sister-in-law, you better take a shower first. Let Aisyah wait for brother Khansa, after that let brother Ramadhan is clean waiting for brother Khansa to wake up." Tawar Aisyah's.
"Thank you so much Ayesha."
"Together brother."
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"Bude also wants to take a bath Aisyah, bude with Khansa lately looks so moody. Though according to Bude doctor Azka was more suitable if married to Khansa."
Bude Aminah said that from earlier the brake in her mouth was blong.
"Astaghfirullah Bude, you can't talk like that." Aisyah felt bad, surely brother Ramadhan can still hear what Bude Aminah had said.
"Astaghfirullah sorry Bude fell asleep, bude went to take a shower then." Bude Aminah just ran away.
After the bath, Ramadhan immediately rushed to perform Maghrib prayers. After the end of Ramadan immediately thank Aisyah. Until Aisyah retired, Khansa had not yet woken up.
"I'm sorry baby, it's me who has made you change a lot. Your desire to be an athlete must run aground because of meeting a fool like me."
The more guilt wrenched Ramadhan, he was truly a catastrophe in Khansa's life.
Slowly Ramadhan kissed his wife's forehead, and clasped her hand tightly.
There is no love in the heart of the wife for her, but Ramadhan is sure. If one day Khansa will sincerely love him.
The mistakes that Ramadan has made in the past further add to the future gap between Ramadan and Khansa.
Movement after movement emerged from the hands of Khansa's eyelids.
Ramadhan smiled as his wife grew conscious.
"Please get away from me" Khansa's voice was so weak, yet still clear to hear.
"So far as my wife is concerned, you should eat and then take medicine. Let me take a slow bribe." Ramadhan is still patiently facing his wife.
"I don't want to be close to a liar, I can eat and drink by myself. If you don't want to stay away, let me get out of this room."
The deg! The heart of Ramadan seems to be falling. A liar!
Does my wife know the identity I'm hiding?
But from where?
Did Reza tell you everything?
"What do you mean, honey? I'm not lying, though,
I lied to you, did Khansa?"
By force Ramadan has not been able to admit the truth to Khansa.
Drt!
Boby Calling's...
Ramadhan immediately left Khansa who was in the room, to the prayer room which was still in their one room.
Seeing her suspicious husband, Khansa tried to open her ears wide. Khansa tried as quietly as possible to vaguely listen to her husband's conversation with the caller.
📞Assalamualaikum Bob? (Ramadan replied in a half-whispering voice)
📞Wa'alaikumsalam Ramadan, the situation is getting more dire. Immediately read emails from Indonesian national institutions, they began to target the market share of Indonesian statistics. I heard yesterday they openly called and held a meeting with Indonesian hackers who had taken part in making passwords in the building. I can't talk much on Ramadan's phone, if the plane doesn't delay. Probably at 07:00 I've landed in Bali."
📞Alright Bob, I monitor the next condition. I'll move if there's a moving order from the government. I'm with my wife, I can't talk much here.
📞Yes, always keep your identity a friend. Do not let your existence sniff them out.
📞Good, Assalamualaikum
📞Wa'alaikumsalam.
Khansa who had earlier placed her earlobe on the wall of her room mushola immediately ran back to her bed when she heard Ramadan ending the call with a greeting.
Bob's?
The boby?
Isn't Fitria's lover also named Boby?
Ah, there's no way this is just a coincidence.
Yes Rob, actually whatever the husband of the servant hid from the servant.
Is Khansa sinful if she will investigate the work of her own servant husband?
I'm sure if my husband wasn't an honorary teacher or a madrassa teacher or whatever his alibi was all along.
I better not be mad at him, and pretend like I always am.
In order to easily ask or ask anything I want as a trick to find out about the thing he is hiding. Batin Khansa raged over uncertain matters.
"Sir Ramadhan, please feed me. I want to take Isha's prayer medicine and go to sleep."
"Is my Khansa no longer angry with me?" Ramadhan was somewhat suspicious that suddenly his wife became so kind.
Did my wife eavesdrop on my conversation?
If he eavesdropped, and heard my conversation with Boby earlier. His reaction should have been to get angry knowing I was covering something behind him. But the truth is he wasn't even angry. Yes, the most important thing is that my dear Khansa is no longer angry with me.
Patently Ramadan feeds Khansa, Ramadhan always looks into Khansa's beautiful eyes while bribing her. While Khansa casually accepted bribes for rice from Ramadan but focused his eyes busy chat with Fitria asking about Boby's background and work that Fitria knew so far.
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Although in reality, lying is illegal law, but in certain circumstances, Islam gives leeway.
However, it is not in too strict a context. Prophet SAW statement, stating the intention to reconcile others or for someone, in society, he does not exist, so the law may, even the law may be mandatory, if really to save the soul of a person.
HR. Bukhari Muslim of Ibn Mas'ud:
"Honesty leads to virtue, virtue can lead to heaven. Verily, the lie is truly human to evil, and the evil can be done to hell. "
HR. Bukhari of Ibn Abaz: "Whoever claims to dream something when he does not dream it will be required to connect two ends of the hair."
Even in Islam it is seen as one of the nature of unbelief and hypocrisy. In the Qur'an Alloh SWT says,
"Truly those who fabricate lies are only those who do not believe (believe) the signs of Allah's power. They are liars".
(An-Nahl: 105)
He said,
"Four things if everything is in a person he is a hypocrite as pure as a hypocrite. If one of the four is in him there is a hypocrisy until he can cast him off; if he speaks he is a million, if he is entrusted with the trust he is a traitor , if the lawsuit he violates and if refutes him all. "
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