The Heart of a Wife

We are not Mahram

Arsya who is currently busy imagining Saints in the future looks so charismatic, immediately shocked from his daydream and makes him immediately return to reality.

“Eh... I-iya a-there what?” arsya answered with a stammer.

“Why bengong? “ said Suci with a curious face.

“That's it, forget it. Mending you sleep there, I sleep” said Arsya while walking to her bed.

“Already at dawn, Mas. It is better to pray first Mas not good if you go to sleep, later the provision drag loh” saut Suci with a soft tone.

“Which is possible, after all my treasure has been a lot. Even 10 offspring will not run out” replied Arsya with a thin tone.

Suci who heard the words from Arsya made him shake his head while saying the words istigfar, “Astaghfirullah, Mas... Remember if there is still sky in the sky, so never be arrogant and arrogant. Want as rich as we are, but in the eyes of God we are all the same”

“Even just by saying the sentence KUN FAYAKUN which means it happened, then it happened. With a cruel eye God can change anything that his servant can not, please be careful in speaking because everything we say is as a prayer that comes out of our own mouth”

Suci gave a little encouragement to Arsya in the early morning, so that makes Arsya speechless. Yes, Arsya was very diligent in carrying out his orders, but since the death of his future wife, Arsya was shrouded by a very thick black fog.

“Ya already it's Hak Mas Arsya himself, besides Suci does not want to force. At least Suci has given a little advice to make Mas Arsya back on the right path” said Suci with a smile, then he walked towards the bathroom in Arsya's room to take ablution water.

“Astaghfirullah, what I just said. Why am I such a crazy person for wealth? What is this, why I came here more and more aware if I have passed my limits like this ughh..” Arsya murmured in his little heart.

Then soon Suci came out with a wet face making her look very radiant. Somehow Arsya's eyes were unceasingly staring at Sacred. Even when Suci walked closer to the sofa where he had fallen asleep, Arsya still paid attention to make Arsya's heart slightly knocked to return to carry out his obligations.

“Mas, can I borrow some?” the Holy Word that makes Arsya daydreams unshakeable.

“Tu-wait a minute, I'll get you” said Arsya while covering her nervousness.

Arsya walked in search of the medicine she used to use, then she gave it to Saints. Suci smiled accepting the peace and roll it out slowly. The saint brings forth the face that he carries with him everywhere, that he may always remember the time of the call of the Creator.

Saints perform rakaat 2 prayers so fervently, so he does not know if there is a prestige man who always looks at him without blinking a bit. On the last prostration, the Holy One recited all his prayers with tears dripping right above his peace.

Now, the Holy One raised both hands while looking straight ahead by saying the words Hamdalah, istigfar and so on and continued to read some surah. After everything was finished, the Holy One offered a final prayer that was almost the same as the prayer he prayed when prostrating.

“Yes Allah, The Most Compassionate And Most Merciful... Forgive all the sins that the Servant has committed and also the sins of all those whom the Servant loves. Give the door of Your guidance so that the Servant can face all your trials full of sincerity. Shed the heart of the Servant, strengthen the mentality of the Servant, and nourish the body of the Servant”

“If indeed this is the destiny of the Servant, i

Insha Allah the Servant will be ready to accept everything. But if You still give the Servant the opportunity to feel happiness again, then show Your way, Lord.”.

“Hamba knows, Servants are not women and also the perfect wife for husbands and families of Servants. But the Servant has a heart that loves him very much without expecting reciprocity from him, but if this is the best then the Servant will try to be more patient in undergoing twists and turns in the household of Serva”

“Only one question Servant to You Rabb... Is Mas Dimas the true Servant's soul mate or is he just stopping by to add a story in the Servant's life? If it is true that he is the soul mate of Hama, then bring us closer and give us no room to move away from each other"

"But if he is not the true Servant, then the Servant is sincere if You make a distance between us. In spite of all this, the Servant gives up and trusts all to You because only You are able to turn the heart of every human being and only to You do we worship, and ask for help. Aamin ya Rabbal’alamin.”.

Sacred prayed in his heart as he did not feel his tears, which made Arsya's heart even more touched. Only this time could he feel the tremors of the heart so fierce when he saw the Holy One who solemnly prayed and also prayed like that.

“Ohya, Mas. Is your body eating? Is the medicine taken?” ask Sacred.

“Su-already...” said Arsya with wrong behavior.

“Mas is fine right? Why is it like a man to a worm like that? Even from earlier can not be silent” said Suci with a strange look.

“E-no, you're out there. It is not good if the mahram is not in the same 1 room” said Arsya who tried to divert Holy questions so as not to make his heart beat very fast.

Though Suci only asked about the problem of medicine and also the condition of his body, but why make Arsya like to think if Sacred attention to him. Isn't that a reasonable question? But never mind, maybe Arsya thinks it is too high so it even makes it wrong behavior like this.

“Astaghfirullah, my goodness... Sorry Holy Khilaf, Suci forgot if we are not mahram. Yes already Saints come out first yes, assalamualaikum.” said Suci while in a hurry to get out of Arsya's room.

As for Arsya, her face was now very reddened and her heartbeat was beating very fast.

“A-what did he just say? He thinks we're mahram? In-he forgot if we're not mahram?” arsya muttered while holding his heart.

“Huaaa... Strange woman, you might think if we're married. Whoa... In love even asked for the heart, even though she already had a husband but why did she even think I was her husband” cried Arsya with a voice that was not too loud.

“Astaghfirullah, it looks like I should pray this. Who knows this rebuke for me through that strange woman, lest I be her husband isshh... What a shame..”

“Yes she is the type of woman I want. She is strong, independent, kind, beautiful and never demeans anyone. Absolutely perfect, what a pity if she was treated like that with her husband. Mending just throw the man into the sea, and look for a better one anyway I also want.”.

Arsya spoke without a second thought, which he obviously rejected. But now he wants it? Then who's weird here? Holy one? Or Arsya?

With a matter of seconds, Arsya had begun to realize his last words and made him immediately sink his face under the pillow in a ridden state and make him scream as loud as possible.

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