The Holy Love of Amayra
Chapter 85. Prayer of the son of sholeh
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Ex-girlfriend? Did I not hear wrong? Satria said that, right?
Satria is still staring intently at his wife, waiting for an answer from Amayra about an ex-boyfriend she never had. Amayra asked back, what does her husband mean about the ex-boyfriend and why does he look angry?
"Sister, I don't know where you heard about that ex-boyfriend.but you know I've said everything to you. I've never dated, which means I don't have an ex-boyfriend. I've told you the same big brother," he explained in a calm and gentle voice as usual without emotional pressure.
"Yes you did say, but looking at you now.I don't think I'm going to believe it" Satria snorted in annoyance, suddenly he remembered a letter from Iqbal to Amayra that he had not even finished reading.
"Why not believe me?"
"Because your ex-boyfriend is here" replied Satria coldly.
"Who?" Amayra asked with a plain look, she did not understand what her husband was talking about and who the ex-boyfriend was referring to.
"You're pretending you don't know anymore! If you don't want to talk, yes.." Satria became even more angry when she asked Amayra instead of calming her heart.
Amayra began to get upset with Satria's unclear attitude towards her, "I really don't know what you're talking about, I've told you that I don't have a boyfriend!"
"You're starting to dare yell at your husband because of that guy?" Satria glanced sharply at Amayra.
"I don't even know who you're talking about, whose guy? And I'm not yelling at brother.." Amayra frowned, she was confused what to say and how to keep her husband from getting angry. "OK okay.. Just tell me who the guy you mean? Brother said he was here, right? So who?" ask the woman not to be confused.
"Why? Would you like to introduce me to him? No need, she and I were already acquainted," Satria grew even more emotional, her hands crossed over her chest.
"Astagfirullah.kak Satria," Amayra smiled faintly, she stroked the chest. Talking to her husband ended up arguing.
Yes, this is all because Satria does not want to the point frankly who Amayra's ex-boyfriend she means. Still using the code method that Amayra had to solve on her own. It made Amayra confused and failed to understand the attitude of her husband. Satria suddenly became childish, angry for no apparent reason.
".... " Satria is silent.
"Yes, if you don't want to talk. I want to go out to see Rey's father first," Amayra sighed to see her husband who was still with that upset face. Although she did not want to leave her husband who was upset, but she had to go out to meet her father first.
Amayra walked out of the room irritatedly and the matter did not end there because Satria was still upset. "Huh, he didn't say anything about the letter and the man? He wasn't honest with me about it, didn't we agree to not hide anything" Satria grumbled as she sat on the bed furiously.
"Eh wait. if he goes out and meets with...no!" Satria got out of bed, hurriedly catching up with Amayra.
I can't let the two of them talk. Can't!
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Amayra was looking for Anna and Rey first, then she heard Rey's crying voice. Amayra went in the direction of the voice, precisely in the backyard. He saw from a distance that Anna, Fania and Iqbal and Rey were there.
Iqbal was holding Rey while smiling at the baby. "Why are you crying? You don't like it, do you?" Iqbal asked Rey with a frowning forehead.
"Jee.uwee.." Rey whining.
"It's not so big brother, sister just wasn't right to carry him. So Rey is not comfortable, Rey likes it when carried uncomfortable," explained Anna easing Iqbal's concerns.
"Then I have to how An?" Iqbal asked with a puzzled face, looking towards Anna. How to hold a comfortable baby.
"Here let me teach you, sister," said Anna happily.
"Sister Iqbal is too young for a family" Anna said.
"Well, it's up to you." Iqbal only smiled as he sighed after hearing Anna and Fania's words.
Anna teaches Iqbal how to hold a baby, without accidentally touching their hands. "This is how you, brother, keep it this way.."
Iqbal's face flushed red, seeing Anna's hand holding her burly palm. Anna looked at the silent Iqbal, "Ah! Brother, sorry I didn't accidentally!" Anna immediately released her hand from Iqbal in panic
O Allah, I hold the hand of brother Iqbal. Iqbal must be angry.
"Ehem, it's okay. So gini is the way?" Iqbal understood immediately after getting a briefing from Anna. She carries Rey so well that she feels safe in her cradle.
"Well, just shut up" said Fania, amazed to see Rey stop crying.
Iqbal looked at the child of the woman he loved with a friendly and warm face. "May you be a filial son to your parents, sholeh yes son.." Iqbal kissed the little baby's forehead. "Bismilahbornrahmanirrahim.." Iqbal took a breath. He then prayed to Baby R.
اَللَّهُمَّ اجْعَلْ أَوْلَادَنَا أَوْلَادًا صَالِحِيْنَ حَافِظِيْنَ لِلْقُرْآنِ وَالسُّنَّةِ فُقَهَاءَ فِى الدِّيْنِ مُبَارَكًا حَيَاتُهُمْ فِى الدُّنْيَا وَاْلآخِرَةِ
It means: "O Allah, make our children the children of the sholih sholihah, those who memorize the Qur'an and the Sunnah, people who understand in religion are restrained in their lives in the world and in the hereafter"
The prayer Iqbal recited for the boy was a prayer for Rey to be a divine child.
Baby R cheered a little smile on her tiny lips. His brown eyes stared at Iqbal with a twinkle. It was as if he was responding to all of Iqbal's sincere prayers to her.
Fania and Anna are stunned to be amazed by Iqbal's gentle demeanor and Iqbal's beautiful voice when reciting prayers for Baby R. Like the sound of hafiz hafiz that flows beautifully accompanied by appropriate tajwid readings, making his voice more beautiful to hear.
"Subhanallah, brother Iqbal," Fania praised. Meanwhile Anna was still stunned to imagine Iqbal's voice.
"Not Subhanallah.. Fan, but Masyaallah," Iqbal said Fania about the meaning of subhanallah and massaallah.
"Hehe, sorry brother.forget hehe," Fania scratched her head while grinning.
Brother Iqbal is really a good candidate for the priest, Amayra should be with brother Iqbal if it were not for me. But now he is happy with Satria. Don't regret it anymore An.all has passed.
"You guys are here, I've been looking for Rey since," said Amayra as she opened the backyard door.
Iqbal's gaze was immediately fixed upon hearing Amayra's soft voice. Their two eyes met, Iqbal looking awkward facing Amayra directly.
O Allah, why should I and Iqbal meet in such a situation? I'm still thinking about the letter.
"Assalamualaikum, May.." Iqbal greeted the woman first.
O God why is my heart still pounding near Amayra?
"Waalaikumsalam sis," replied Amayra with a faint smile on Iqbal. Actually he's already read out the letter from Iqbal, that's why he feels awkward.
Seeing his wife looking at another man made the flames of jealousy in his heart flare. Satria approached everyone who was in the backyard.
"Darling, are you here?" satria asked as she grabbed his wife's hip in front of everyone who was there.
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