The Love of ROBBKU
Think Before You Act
The night is getting late, but Mala refuses to close her eyes. The woman thought of tomorrow which is still the secret of the Khalik, she always imagined the words of the first who asked Suci to be a Mother for her children later.
Use and lose his feelings if you think about it, eat uncomfortable, sleep not soundly. Whatever he did felt meaningless if he recalled the name of Suci or Sulastri.
Maybe if he could turn the clock around, maybe he wanted to go back to a time where he hadn't spoken those words. But unfortunately he is just an ordinary man who cannot do that.
Satria blinked her eyes and looked at the clock on the wall, It's two."
The man sat leaning back and gave half his life back, but when he looked to the side. Satria saw his dreamy wife and then rebuked the woman.
"Nur, are you awake?"
Mala looked at her husband with a small smile and shook her head, herself who could not sleep due to thinking about Sacred until the early hours of the morning.
Satria just throw a rough breath seeing the answer of the wife, the man immediately rushed to the bathroom to take ablution water, he was getting used to replacing his wife in performing Tahajud sunna prayers.
The man felt very comfortable if he could pray tahajud and complain everything to the Robb.
As humans, there are times when you feel tired and tired if you continue to be tested. But if the Man still holds the Faith tightly, then he will make God a backrest.
Mala just looked at her husband until she finished praying and approached and kissed his forehead gently until the tears of the woman dripped. Mala imagined if this sweet thing also her husband gave to the Saints? Her chest rumbled violently.
"Nur, what are you doing? Please don't be like this! If you are sick? How about Light later," Satria pinta slowly. He did not want his wife to experience the baby blues or excessive depression because it would affect him and the princess.
"Sister, I'm afraid of losing you" said Mala, sobbing. His chest ached like being stabbed by a sharp knife, somehow the feeling arose. But surely his faith is now in decline.
Satria hugged his wife in a lying position and faced the woman he loved because of the Robb.
As a human being it is natural to be overwhelmed with fear, but it is not appropriate to make the feeling of fear as a reference to torture yourself.
"Where was Nur Ku? The one I know for being brave! The sweet black girl who was able to silence all the mouths of people who dared to condescend her?" satria asked while tucking his wife's hair so he could see her face.
"The angel is dead, brother! Now only Nur is crybaby and weak," said Mala who was desperate.
If Mala used to look strong! He is fragile, but he has never shown it to anyone but Robb, the All-Knowing.
"if the old Nur Ku is dead? So now turn him back on."
The husband's words made Mala stare at the man intensely, somehow the words could come out of her husband's mouth.
"What's wrong?" satria asked Sok did not understand.
"I don't want to separate from my sister! No comma point! And one more thing, I can't bring to life the dead."
Satria laughed and heard his wife's overly honest words, but the man understood. Maybe this is the phase where the word 'Patience' for him is getting propagated.
"Nur, we're going our separate ways! Both life and death, as long as we are still in this mortal world. So pray to God that we may be united in His Jannah" Satria said, hoping that his wife would remember if the essence of love returned to the Creator.
Nothing is everlasting except HIM, the All-Living and the Giver of Life, He who does not sleep and always cares for every Servant.
"Sister, I'm afraid you're married to Saints" said Mala.
"This may be a sentence I will never repeat, think before I act! Don't you regret what you did if you were still alive? Maybe it can still be repaired, but if you are already in the hole? Your regrets will never be of any use again."
Mala hugged her husband tightly, she realized that it was wrong. Even the most fatal defeat was that Mala would not obey the orders of her husband, a man who should be respected and take all his orders if still in the right way.
"Sister, I'm sorry! I'm sorry, Brother!"
Satria rubbed his wife's arm gently, she was not a perfect husband. But keep trying to be a good Imam for his wife. Women who are his responsibility as well as life partners.
"Sorry now is useless."
Mala stopped her sobs, then looked at her husband full of question marks, what she should do in the future.
"Nur, do you know Siti Khodijah?" asked Satria who got the nod of the wife's head.
"He is the wife of His Majesty the Prophet" Mala replied quickly.
"Not only that, Siti Khodijah also includes four perfect women. You know why?"
Satria lured his wife to think, maybe it was already the character of a woman was stubborn. But there is a way to do that is to make them want to think and then open their minds to be able to distinguish the good and not.
"Because Siti Khadijah is a devout wife to her husband!" reply Mala. But she immediately closed her mouth after seeing the husband's strange smile, Mala understood the various husbands.
"So, are you a devout wife or not?" satria asked while raising her eyebrows teasing the wife.
"Yes, yes, I know what you mean, brother! I'm Ridho you're polygamous and I accept Suci as my honey."
Satria's eyes glared, as if to get out of place after hearing his wife's answer. His heart was not that, but his wife said that.
"The Earth's battlefield," Inner Satria.
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Things can change in a woman's eyes, because women have bigger brains than men. Women can think of broad things and do things at the same time.
Even Allah, who has Asmaul Husna Ar-Rahim, gives great power to women that can conceive and give birth.
Ar-Rahim means Most Merciful. Because women are loving beings, before their children are born into the world. A mother-to-be will stroke and pray good things to the baby in her womb.
Masya Allah Tabarakallah… .😇
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