Ramadhan Imamku (Accomplishing the Love of Allah)

Ramadhan Imamku (Accomplishing the Love of Allah)
Don't Let the Heart Always Keep Pain



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I'm just a helpless human being


Men who are sinful and try to find the fragrance of heaven


With all the limitations of science and power


Trying to find love for him


The love that I even try to distinguish between loving His God and loving His created beings


I have always been passionate about facing the world


A world that sometimes doesn't even want to be friendly to us


I can only ask for your prayers in Heaven


and the prayers of the Mother that still exist in the world


I am always grateful to the Creator


Through the scratches and scratches I wrote


I feel one step closer to a woman named Khansa


Only through this writing do I have no limits on admiring the creation of God that already belongs to others


**In this scratch I have my way to dream


A road I never met when I was in the real world


The sense of inappropriate and lowliness seemed to disappear


Turned into a rainbow spot that shows the beauty of the color**.


"So on the sidelines of your busy being a hacker you become a poet? Want to be a romantic guy like a poet?" Khansa chuckles and is also fascinated by the strokes of Hafiz's verse.


"Please don't talk about hackers anymore, Khansa, I'll focus on being a doctor like you. I'll be in a thesis exam soon and I'll be graduating, hoping to be a successful doctor like you."


"Don't expect to be like me Hafiz, even my own Abah was never proud to have a child like me. And I also ask you to open the data about brother Ramadhan, I want to know what else he is hiding from me." One drop of Khansa's tears fell and she rubbed quickly, revealing her fake smile.


Hafiz saw the deep pain that Khansa was trying to hide. "Sorry Khansa, I don't mean to patronize you on this. I'm your father's man, my late father's man and your husband's also a man. At least there is the same way of mind, attitude or nature as our fellow men." Hafiz paused his remarks, hoping that Khansa demanded more of what he was trying to convey.


"You mean? I don't get it."


Amidst their conversation, Hafiz and Khansa do not realize that Ramadan is behind the wall listening to them.


Unrecovered wounds totally argue with doctors and Billar FBi chairman, Ramadhan forced to pick up his beloved wife to return his lap.


"His late father loved me so much, but he never showed me in the form of caresses and tenderness. As a first child, my father always educated me with decisiveness and rigor. Hope a brother's shoulder is as strong as steel in order to protect the younger brother later. Likewise with the late Abah, surely he is also so with you. Hoping for a Khansa to take care of Aisyah someday if she's gone. In life, we can't choose not to be born as a sister or choose to be born as a sister of Khansa."


"I don't understand!" Khansa pretended to be clueless as if she rejected the truth Hafiz had told her.


"Open a little heart you to take everything that has happened Khansa, it is not good if our hearts linger to keep pain let alone revenge.


Believe me, Khansa, rarely men who have courage like him. Try to talk this through with him, with an open heart and mind. Not with the grudges and heartache you let go."


To be honest, I could have suggested that you hate your own husband Khansa


But this is how I repay your husband's sacrifice for our lives


Without Ramadhan yesterday, maybe we're both buried in a burrow now.


Love is not just about having each other


Love is also about what sincerity is to present a happiness*


Indeed I am the most hypocritical man, not taking a chance when the opportunity is wide open.


But my hypocrite has lost the sincerity of the sacrifice of a Ramadan.


"Khansa" The heavy and sexy voice of Ramadan instantly made Khansa and Hafiz turn to him.


"Since when were you there?" Khansa was surprised, the person he had been talking to Hafiz about was there.


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One of the most important keys in caring for a relationship is good communication. In life, the expected good interaction cannot be realized without adequate communication. This also happens in the context of a household.


According to Islamic teachings, one of the goals of marriage is to present a sense of serenity between husband and wife. To make it happen, good communication is an absolute requirement that must be met. As exemplified by the Prophet SAW, in communicating with his wife, prioritizing good speech.


Do not let a husband or wife stay silent, do not want to talk to his partner. Sometimes, the presence of a device that serves as a communication tool actually makes couples feel neglected. Chatting or chatting needs to be done every day so that the relationship is always warm.


A household will easily falter when between husband and wife there is rarely a misunderstanding. Usually, a rift arises because each party cannot understand its own understanding. 


Misunderstandings can lead to problems of mutual distrust. On a more severe scale, sometimes the word divorce is pronounced.


The Prophet advised Muslims to understand the understanding of women. “Verily women were created from the ribs, and the most crooked ribs are the tops. If you want to straighten it out, then you break it. If you let it, it will remain crooked ”(Muttafaq 'alaih).


Against the Muslims, he advised the virtue of filial piety to the husband. Obedience to the family priest only in good things.


May all of us and all of our loved ones always be in His protection and compassion, Amiain.


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