
After bathing, Jihan immediately performed Magrib Prayer. So sad, Jihan to no power to hold back her tears. He was completely injured and felt helpless in the face of all this. All this time he had been trying to patiently live his household ark full of tears, but this time his heart felt bitter and shaky.
Jihan raised her hand and offered a prayer after she finished praying with tears.
“Yes Allah, O Lord of Forgiveness, forgive me for what I have done, whether I intentionally or unintentionally. Cover my disgrace from the outside world, guard me from the evil treatment of the unjust.”
“Yes Allah is All-Knowing and All-Regulating, if You know something is good for me, then ease it. And if you know something is bad for me, then keep it away from me. Give me strength and sincerity to face all of this. Strengthen me, O Allah.” Said Jihan Lirih. The crying broke again.
He tried to be patient, but his heart was too weak to withstand the growing emotional turmoil of remembering every accusation and hurtful speech from Ammar.
Hearing Jihan's crying, Salma and Arif immediately approached their daughter's room.
“Jihan! Can Ummi and Abi come in?”
“Iya, Ummi. Please!” Jihan hurriedly wiped away her tears.
The door to Jihan's room opened, Salma and Arif stepped inside, and sat down near the woman who was still wearing the face.
“Son, we understand you are sad, but do not drag on, later you can get sick. Expand istighfar and dhikr, please help from Allah.” Salma.
“Yes, Ummi you are right. Calm your heart!” Arif.
Jihan simply bowed without replying to Abi and Ummi's words. Her tears fell back.
“Abi and Ummi know you did not do the curse, we believe you can take care of yourself. But sometimes God has a way of testing the faith of his people, how much patience you have in facing all the trials of Him.”
“But why in this way, Abi?” Sahut Jihan sobbing.
“Nak, when God imposes something that is beyond our scenario, we should be patient and stop to Him. Because something bad according to us, it may be good according to Him. Allah knows best for you.” Arif.
Jihan's tears were dripping more and more, she was sobbing. Salma hugged her daughter.
“Nak, istighfar. You must be patient and sincere. Ummi don't want you to be sad like this.” Salma rubbed Jihan's head gently.
“Astaghfirullahallazim .... Astarghfirullahallazim!” Jihan cried slowly.
“Jihan, there is no way God can bring you to this point without any purpose or purpose. We are sure that after the disaster there is wisdom, but we forget that in the disaster there is also a blessing. God will not do misfortune unless He cleanses us of our sins. Verily one is tested according to the level of his religion, so continue to be patient and sincere. Assume that God is giving you pleasure.” Connect Arif.
“Iya, Son. You know, God will not give trials beyond the limits of the ability of his people. No matter what happens, be stoic and prejudiced toward God. God willing, He has prepared better for you.”
Salma.
Jihan nodded, she could no longer speak. Her tears were still dripping, but her heart was calmer after hearing Abi and Ummi's advice.
Jihan is grateful to have parents like Arif and Salma, they are always calm when facing disaster, never complain and always succeed in making Jihan feel better if she is feeling depressed.
“It is better now that you rest, Abi and Ummi don't want you to get sick later.”Pinta Arif's.
“Iya, Son. Or do you want Ummi to accompany his sleep?”Ask Salma.
Jihan looked at the mother then nodded, “Iya, may, Ummi.”
“Alright, then Abi comes out first.”Arif then stepped out of Jihan's room, feeling sad to see Jihan like this, but as a father, he had to be strong in order to strengthen his daughter's heart.
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