Ramadhan Imamku (Accomplishing the Love of Allah)
The Change of a Khansa
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Happy Re is a happy-go-round
Can I continue your footsteps
Tracing the trail of suri tauladan to your figure.
Muhammedku
A beautiful jewel that I cannot meet in this age.
The Rosary of God became the standard of man in the last days.
Your love and love guide your wife, I will try to adapt through the love of a servant who is also very small.
Khansas,
a godly woman can accompany me
either in this world or hereafter
that was my little heart's wish, Rob.
Help the servant who has begun to get lost,
help the fragile servant
When the world starts to fade
When the world gets old
I wish there would be a light
Which illuminates the whole universe.
Make the world smile, waiting for your presence, my lord at the end of life.
Waiting for all your noble character
You are not tired, weary only for the sake of
Defend the religion of your Lord
When you are insulted, you are cursed by people
The irresponsible
Never once have you returned it
o beloved of God
Those who do not understand the oneness of the divine Lord Rabbi
Patience, sincerity is all that you have always instilled
You have always given all enlightenment in this ignorant life
Changing all the directions that always cross this life
Being the direction of a straight clue, illuminating this dark heart
You are now gone, forsaking the light of your faith
To be remembered and run by all your people
Until the end of the day arrives
O my Prophet, my Messenger and my Lord
Save us, your despicable people, by your intercession
And how could I complain and give up
when my struggle in the world there is no end of a nail.
Make Khansa the first and last woman in my life other than my mom Rob
It melted his heart so that I could easily lead him along to your love, Rob.
Don't let my heart get tired and give up the struggle that is nothing in this world.
Khansa's tears spilled, and even a few drops of her wet the book.
The owner of the book who was going to pray Isya in the mosque cottage with Reza, Khansa secretly read it.
Khansa peeked at Ramadhan's activities and wrote while he was sleeping.
Sheet by sheet only Khansa is the topic of writing there.
Khansas
Khansa and Khansa.
Was my heart so hard all this time?
So dissident I've been all this time?
If I think it's true, hehehehe
Khansa smiled at her own knot considering that she was really so annoying in the eyes of others all along.
Should I change?
Being the Khansa that used to be very, very old.
Abah-Ummi, why does my heart feel touched from a person who has no blood ties at all to me.
Should I love and cherish the brother of Ramadhan as Aisha loved the Prophet ?
I have not even 1 hair from Aisha bint Abu bakr.
There's no harm in me improving myself, all this time I've been playing games and away from God.
The sound of Ramadan and Reza came from the main door.
Khansa immediately put on her headscarf, she went to the kitchen and made two warm teas for Ramadan and Reza.
Since Khansa had never been to the kitchen, Aisyah was so astonished to see her brother running towards the kitchen earlier.
Soon Khansa brought a tray of two cups of warm tea to the living room, where Ramadan, Reza and Aisyah sat together.
"Please drink brother Ramadhan," Khansa offered her husband a cup of tea.
"Where am I?" Reza also wants a cup of tea.
"This is for you, but let Aisyah give it to you. Because my husband brother Ramadan is not you." Khansa replied short, solid and clear.
Not only Reza and Aisyah were so flabbergasted by Khansa's attitude. Ramadan was also very surprised by the change in his wife's attitude.
"Khansa, you ain't fucked up the door, are you? bed shock maybe? or maybe amnesia? You remember your name, right?"
Investigator Reza is suspicious of Khansa's attitude that changed very drastically.
"Istighfar mas Reza, it can't be. We should be happy if brother Khansa is attentive with brother Ramadhan, right?"
Aisha reminded her of her husband's attitude.
"Astaghfirullahhaladzim, I'm sorry Khansa."
Reza realized his mistake.
"Good wrong, evil wrong. I don't really want to be human." Khansa is upset with Reza.
"My wife is always good, my wife is never evil. Thank you for making me Khansa's warm tea" Ramadan sipped Khansa's tea slowly.
"Together my husband" replied Khansa with a faint smile on her sweet lips.
The face of Ramadan changes after sipping Khansa's tea.
Astaghfirullah, why does my wife's tea taste salty.
Luckily I can slowly swallow this salty hot tea. Reza can't drink it first, his honesty will surely hurt my wife.
"This is Reza's tea," Aisyah offered a cup of Khansa's tea that had been silent on the tray.
"Wait Reza! Don't drink the tea yet." Reza was shocked because the sound of Ramadan was quite high than usual.
"Why indeed?" Ask Reza wonder.
"The tea's still hot, wait a minute.
Me and Khansa will come out first. Assalamualaikum."
Ramadhan took his wife by the hand and left the house as quickly as possible.
"Wa'alaikumsalam" replied Reza and Aisha together.
"Where are we going, brother Ramadhan?"
"Just walk around, I want to breathe some air outside with my wife. From now on call me abi or dear, or my husband may be. If you call him brother Ramadhan I'm your brother, not your husband."
"All right my husband,"
Khansa and Ramadhan walk towards the back of the hut, where the orchid flowers of Khansa and Aisyah have been perched neatly blooming with colors that are very soothing to the eyes of the beholder.
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Srrruupt! Reza sipped Khansa's tea that had started to warm, not as hot as before.
Bbbuuuurrbbc! Reza immediately spouted it out again a second later.
"Astaghfirullah, Reza why? Why is the tea so? Is it still very hot?" Aisha was worried about her husband.
"O Allah is a distrustful Aisha, this tea of your brother is salty! It's just right that Ramadhan's brother told me to drink it later, huh. It turns out his wife's tea taste is salty."
"Loh, masa. Did Ramadan drink mediocre?" Aisha was astonished.
"It's a pity Aisyah tried it herself if you don't believe in the same mas Reza." Reza offered the cup of tea in his hand.
Sruppt! With all the flavors available, Aisyah tried to force herself to keep swallowing the warm tea that tastes salty while smiling to show her neat teeth to Reza.
"Asin, right? Didn't you lie?" Ask Reza.
"Hehehehe, yes mas. MasyaAllah, brother Khansa is very lucky to get brother Ramadhan. Ramadhan sister willingly swallowed the warm tea salty taste, and prevent kak Reza drink it to keep the heart of kak Khansa."
"Yes, it would seem very much if my brother Ramadhan loves Khansa. Then what about me? I also love my wife Aisyah. Are you feeling unlucky, my wife?" Reza Cecar.
"I'm very lucky, even very lucky. I can find a husband who will accept all my shortcomings. May we remain together well into the world until the hereafter."
"Amiin, baby is it still red is it over?" Tanya Reza is enthusiastic.
"Still red mas,"
Suddenly Reza's face became excited again. "Alright, break yuk. Tomorrow mas the contents of the morning lecture at the Baiturrahman Mosque. The plan is that the Regent will stop by prayer there tomorrow morning."
Reza immediately carried Aisyah's body towards the room.
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"Good night sir, how can I help you?"
"You're looking for details about Khansa's husband. Tomorrow morning the file should already be on my desk. Understood?"
"Whether you understand Mr. Hilal, I'm sorry sir."
Hilal just flicked his finger to tell his bodyguard to leave.
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