The Love of ROBBKU

Self Plague.

The night was getting late, Mala invited her husband to rest. Tomorrow is a hard day for them.

However, the splendor of the night Mala gasped for a terrible nightmare. The woman's face turned pale eloquently, with profuse sweat. 

"Yes Robb, what happened to me?" inner Mala. 

Suddenly the husband surprised her, making the woman scream in surprise. 

"Let's… !"

"Nur! Don't scream! You can wake Cha-Cha up" Satria reminded his wife.

"You are, brother!"

Mala was upset about her husband, while hitting the husband slowly. However, her husband just grimaced and confused to see her behavior.

"Why are you, Nur?" 

Finally Mala told him what had happened, that she had dreamed of being in a pitch-black place. He could not see anything and felt very frightened. It was as if he was lost and did not know the way back. 

Satria who listened to his wife's story thought for a moment. Looking at it from a different point of view and understanding what the dream of a wife means. 

"Maybe you're in a barzah, Nur!" satria clearly expressed her argument. 

Mala's face became pias immediately heard the words of the husband. He immediately rushed up from the bed and headed for the bathroom. Take ablution water and perform tahajud prayers in the third of the night.

Satria who saw his wife also prayed, they did the prayer with a lecture. The pleasure of faith is incomparable to anything on earth or in the sky. 

Mala's narrow feeling initially, now became spacious instantly. Complaining to Robb is the best way.

When they had finished their prayers, Mala grabbed her husband's hand and kissed the back of the hand. Mala's tears shed without cause. 

Satria who felt strange with his wife's attitude then cupped his two cheeks with both hands facing towards him. 

"Why are you, Nur?" tanyanya while looking closely at the eyes of the wife.

They stared at each other and locked their eyesight. There are feelings that are difficult to interpret by words. When they do that.

"Sir, I am not Siti Khodijah! I'm not four perfect women like God's word, but, '" Mala seemed to run out of oxygen. Makes his chest rumble great. 

"Let go, Nur! Don't arrest, "pinta Satria then hugs his wife. He knew that his wife felt a lot of pressure, just like him. 

What a term that says that a married couple is like two bodies in one soul. They are in different bodies, but feel what their partners feel. 

The inner bond they have is very strong, because the union they do to present the princess. It's a real proof that maybe their blood is different. However, their hearts were fused. 

Mala's cry broke in her husband's arms, for some reason? Suddenly his heart was very weak helpless. He has tried his hardest to live this life. 

Life is like a prison for a Muslim. There are only exams and exams coming up. Happiness they will only get, later when they are on the side of the Robb. 

"Nur, you are not a perfect woman. But you have to be the best wife" Satria comforted his wife.

"Sister, I only ask that you make Saints our backrest by marrying her. Not that I'm not jealous or my love for you is gone! But, I want us to be a good family in the world until the end."

Satria could not say anything, he hugged his wife even more tightly. The woman he once craved. Now ask for something that might be difficult for him to give. 

It is not easy for a man to be polygamous. However, because of a promise. They must do so, for God does not like his disbelieving servant very much.

For one of the hypocrites asks if he promises to disbelieve, because Mala does not want to renege on the promise that was once spoken. 

"Whatever happens we face together, yes," Satria pinta as she unraveled her embrace and looked at the wife. 

Satria wiped away the trail of tears that soaked the cheeks of the woman he loved because of the Robb. Not out of lust, let alone treasure. A very glorified woman who had given him offspring.

"God willing, Brother," Mala explained steadily. 

That night they passed by with self-sacrifice, recalling the sins they had committed. Trying to improve and become a person who always makes the Robb as the main goal. 

Mala and Satria believed that until now, making them able to return to the path that Allah was pleased with. 

"I will try to make you happy, Nur," Inner Satria. 

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Bend day. 

Just like yesterday, this morning the situation at Mala and Satria's house was very busy. It has been a few months Satria runs two businesses at once, making time with her small family very little. Not the same as before.

This morning alone, the man had to spend breakfast with his wife and daughter. After she gets a call from Aziz to attend a sudden meeting. 

Satria was greatly helped by Aziz, who became the second most important person in the company. He is the one who manages almost everything in the company.

The man who remained Satria regarded as Abi-in-law, because the wife who had been taken care of and raised by the man while still the husband of the umi. 

For Satria, the old man never had a trace. Even though he is the boss now. However, Satria still showed respect to Aziz. 

"Sister, be careful on the road!" mala shouted to her husband who was in a hurry to get into the car. He hung around until the man forgot to kiss his wife and daughter. 

Mala was only able to shake her head looking at her husband who had passed. Even though in his little heart he wants their life as before. Simple, but very meaningful. 

From now on, the treasure. However, it feels hollow. 

"Son Mala, this is Cha-Cha. I bathed, the water was ready," Mak asked Silence to Mala to surprise the woman. 

"Oh my goodness, Mom! I was shocked," Mala explained with a whimper.

Mak Silence just smiled at the behavior of his employer, for several months working at the house of Mala and Satria. He felt like he was made his own parents by the couple. Until the call, he is not allowed to call the madam or the lord. He was only allowed to call names.

However, because of the reluctance. So the woman added Nak every time she called Satria or Mala. 

"Mak Dim, do you know each other's duties?  I'm in charge of Cha-Cha and Brother Satria. While Mom, take care of the house," explained Mala who had made a deal with the woman.

A widow who had long been left by her husband died, especially the children of the woman who had been married and wander to make it just a piece of coral. 

Mala was very happy with Mak Silence, but certainly her husband knew to find out which one could be given a living and which one could potentially be a thorn. 

"May ya Nak Mala," the silent Mak asked with sparkling eyes. Mala refused the woman's request and eventually gave her daughter to Mak Di to be bathed. 

"Ma-Ma."

Mala and Mak Silence were stunned by the chattering of Light.

"Assalamualaik."

Mala immediately turned her head back to see who was the one who said hello. 

"Home yourself, Mala!" inner Mala. 

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