Ramadhan Imamku (Accomplishing the Love of Allah)
Tell Honesty Even if It's So Bitter
This time we will see what will prevail in Khansa. His hatred and pain. Or he will take this reality for granted.
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"Assalamualaikum sak Ramadhan, it's good that you have been there. At least you can hear for yourself if I defend my rival desperately in front of Khansa. I'm proof of a real man plus a handsome man aren't I? I never stab my opponent in the back. Let's see, God will give my soul mate when. Whether it's Khansa or not God willing, I accept it with the air."
"Wa'alaikumsalam Hafiz, I'm just being lucky Hafiz." Answer Ramadhan with eyes that are so cute staring at both eyes of the wife.
Khansa clumsily circulated her gaze towards the outer window.
"My brother's JONES, the food's ready."
Alena screamed thinking there was only her brother and Khansa's sister there.
"Alena! Even though your brother is single but still quality yes. There's a lot of women out there chasing after your sister, but you know your brother's heart is for someone."
Hafiz defended himself because he did not want to fall in front of Khansa.
"If the singles are still single, there is no quality word or not. It was indeed an expensive and high-quality electronics sister, hahahaha," Hafiz chased after Alena would pinch her chatty sister.
But with full force Alena ran and hid behind the mother's back.
"Well, Ramadhan boy?" Ms. Almira was surprised to find Ramadan at her home.
"Mother Almira?" Ramadan is no less surprised.
Ms. Almira had rushed to embrace Ramadan but Ramadan complained that her bandage wound was still wet.
"Oh, sorry. Forgive me for being so excited to see you Ramadan."
"I'm sorry to take my wife home with me, Ms. Almira, I think I've had enough of my wife toying here." Ramadhan is ashamed of not being able to take good care of his wife.
"Don't be so son, I just finished cooking. I'll let you go home if you've eaten here."
"Sorry ma'am, it's not Ramadan's intention not to. This time Ramadan is an important affair. God willing, if the mother of Ramadan has come to Indonesia, Ramadhan will invite the mother to come here."
"Promise?" Ms. Almira tried to make sure.
"God willing, ma'am,"
With a step gontai Khansa say goodbye to the mother of Almira, Alena and Hafiz.
Up in the outer courtyard Khansa's steps stopped. "I don't want a car with that woman." Khansa pointed to Sinta who was standing at the car door waiting for the arrival of Ramadan.
"Of course not, we'll be with Reza to go home. Sinta will be with Boby and Fitria using another car."
"Just to pick me up just have to bring a group of one RT? I can go home by myself." Khansa protested as she passed into Reza's car.
"Where are we going, brother?" Ask Reza to make sure.
Kening Khansa frowns, Reza calls Ramadan sister?
What the mean?
But Khansa didn't want to ask first this time.
"Just go home Reza, you have to straighten all this out to Khansa. So that there will be no more misunderstandings between us."
Reza drove his car at a moderate speed.
"I want us to divorce Ramadhan,"
Ciiiiit! Reza who was shocked immediately brake suddenly.
"Why stop? Just continue the journey, I'll sort this out at home." Ramadhan said to Reza without looking at Khansa, who was sitting in the back seat.
Khansa who feels underestimated makes her heart and feelings more arrogant.
Arriving at home, they were greeted happily by Aisyah.
But again Khansa considers it as if there is no Aisyah there.
With a very sad feeling, Aisyah tried to understand her brother's current state. Reza tried to calm Aisyah's heart, assuring her that this time she could overcome Khansa's trauma slowly.
"Clear yourself immediately, take ablution water. We pray the Sunnah together now. Don't argue, I'd at least like to be rebutted for prayer."
Ramadan gave the order.
Prayer of the Sunah two congregation rakaat finished their work.
Ramadhan turned his body, facing and looking deeply at his wife Khansa who was so beautiful but stubborn.
Khansa's hands were touched by Ramadhan, but Khansa swiftly rebuffed him.
"Don't touch me" Khansa said.
Ramadan snorts a rough breath. "O my wife Khansa is so beautiful and kind, I am your husband. How could my wife forbid me to touch her?"
"I don't want to be touched by a liar."
"I'll tell you everything, Khansa, where will I start to explain?" Ramadhan was confused, because there were too many things he had been hiding from Khansa all along.
"Where did you start lying?" Khansa said so grimly.
Ramadhan locked the door and sat down cross-legged in front of Khansa.
"Take a deep breath through Khansa's nose, then exhale through her mouth." Ramadhan intends to relax the body of Khansa.
"Please brother Ramadhan, I'm not giving birth. You expect my body to relax to hear all your lies? Just tell me, or I'll change my mind and get out of here." The already upset Khansa began to threaten Ramadan.
"Because it's going to be long, I hope you'll listen to me carefully Khansa,"
Khansa just kept quiet and put his sour face in front of Ramadan.
"The incident began 10 years ago, the late uncle took me for a walk and described the inheritance of his mafia world to me. I refused, but I just turned him down Uncle got shot in the back. Suddenly I was invited to run to secure myself by uncle's men. Until I finally broke up and met you in the city park. A smiley beautiful girl like you easily made me fall in love at first sight.
You were so worried asking me how I was doing because my shirt was covered in blood from uncle's gunshot wound. Until you finally became a victim that day, I was so sorry I couldn't help you at that moment."
The eyes of Ramadan are beginning to look like they are standing in the water.
The same is true of Khansa.
"Don't make up a no-no story for Ramadan! It's enough that you lied to me, now that you're adding to it by pretending to be the figure of the man I admired 10 years ago! You think I'll easily believe it?"
The test! Finally the tear defense broke down as well.
"I've covered up enough of Khansa, I won't lie to you anymore.
When you told me that in the park, I was dying to say that the man was me. But circumstances still wouldn't have been possible if I had just said it right then.
Forced me to pass on the will to become a mob boss (****** cyber) in place of uncle. Enough up to 5 years I dabbled in the black world, I leave it all to my uncle's son. But when I sabotaged the American records in my last crime, I was caught. I was held there for 4 years. Then my detention was settled by an agreement I joined the UN organization in terms of security and defense of the data of the countries under attack. One year I served, I had a request to help Indonesia. And my request was granted, how happy I was. I immediately searched for your whereabouts, and my next difficulty was determining the woman I met 10 years ago was between you and Aisyah."
"Stop brother Ramadhan!"
"Why Khansa? There's still so much to tell you." Serious Ramadan talk.
"I'm peeing and pup." Khansa immediately ran to the bathroom leaving Ramadan still unable to believe what his wife had just thrown.
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lies can be a matter of reflection to always be honest. Every human being must have felt angry and disappointed, especially because of being lied to.
No one wants or likes to be lied to. Feelings of anger, disappointment, sadness, until the loss of trust in people who like to lie you must feel.
There may be people who say they are lying for good, but whatever the reason is lying is not recommended. Lies often result in the breakup of professional relationships, friendships, to fraternities and even marriage.
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