The Heart Of The Wife On Honey

Chapter 45

Love belongs to God, He is entitled to everything. Even the love I have belongs to Him too. But, if I was given love to his creatures again it was a pleasure that could not be described by the word.

Now I understand that the word of Rosulullah is true. If we love someone, love may be love it will be hate. Likewise, hating just rightly may be what we hate to be a love that we cannot imagine. What I feel right now.

You never thought you'd fall in love a second time from a different man.

He whom I never wanted his presence or who was far from a good priest. But in fact he is a person who knows what it means to appreciate or respect.

A wife is not a servant who is asked to. Not the employer to be submissive. Not a friend we should be talking about. But a wife is a guest, a guest we must respect and serve well and she will give more than we do. The wife is someone else but she is willing to accompany us when it is as difficult as possible, loving, accompanying and caring for our children in the future. And vice versa, I, as a wife must respect and serve the husband because he is the king in my house. Without it I lose my way, without which I cannot stand without it I cannot decide anything complicated.

Therefore I am really very happy to get a husband who has a lot of religious problems but he knows how to treat his wife well.

People say he's rude but in fact he's so gentle with me. People said he was so cold but in fact he always gave me warmth and comfort.

I'm happy, really happy. I just pray that this happiness is still not limited to singah.

Because basically I am also a human being who is full of naivety wants to always be happy at all times. But from pain I learned about patience and sincerity.

If one day my way of life still has a steep path, then I can only pray and surrender because truly God is all-knowing which is good and not good for me.

Experience taught me about mindfulness. Experience has taught me how to be tough, airy and always patient.

I was just trying to be on His way looking for ridho through my husband. May my devotion be the intermediary I get ridho Robbi.

I smiled at the handsome face of my husband who was still asleep. Remembering what we missed last night made me blush to myself.

Now that I belong completely to my husband, he has entered my soul and my heart. He really treated me very gently and carefully as if I were a diamond that was afraid of getting hurt in the slightest.

Maybe it wasn't my first experience, but it felt so different that I couldn't describe it at all.

May what my husband and I have passed be a field of reward and what little sins are on me and my husband.

I didn't expect more because I was too scared, afraid of the reality that was really painful.

I don't want to expect the presence of a little angel who will turn that hope into a sham. I just pray, whatever God has set, that I may go through and thank him.

Amens....

Seriate....

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