The Smile of Love Alura

Max's anger

They were gathered in the living room. Alura did not expect the arrival of Askal who suddenly felt very happy. He was finally able to meet his childhood friend.

Different from Max. His face looks flat as usual.

Wants to leave Alura and her guest but Ray holds her back.

"Where, Om and Auntie?" ask Ask Askal because he had not seen Alura's parents.

"Papa is still in the office.if Mama, go to Jogja," replied Alura.

Askal nodded and smiled.

"Alura, I .. hem, actually came here, I wanted to meet with, Om Arya. There are serious things that I want to talk about" Askal said without seeing Alura. The young man with a handsome face glanced at Max at a glance. He wondered who the man in the wheelchair was. Last time he came here he didn't see it.

"Oh, what a pity, usually at 5 Papa is home. Just wait, yes." said Alura casually. He wasn't so worried because Max was with them.

"OKs. Alright." Askal leaned his back against the sofa. The tail of his eyes again glanced at Max who from earlier was just silent.

"Ah, yes. Askal, meet my husband, Max," Alura said, walking closer to her husband.

For the sake of hearing that Askal stiffened in his place. But in a hurry he controlled himself. Seeing Max's condition, he finally walked over.

After shaking hands with each other Askal returned to the sofa with a feeling that was difficult to describe. But one sure word. BE LATE.

"Congratulations on your marriage" Askal said uninspiredly.

"Thank you, Askal. Sorry for not inviting you," regretfully Alura turned sad, the change was caught by Max.

"It's okay, maybe it should be," Askal replied.

"Yes?"

"It's nothing." Askal cursed at his words just now.

"So soon, I'll make you a drink. What do you want to drink?" ask Alura at Askal who looks riled up.

"Anything" replied Askal.

After getting an answer Alura rushed backwards leaving the three adult men with a sense of awkwardness between them.

"You know, we've been best friends since we both lived in the parlour. Although finally separated, but I tried to find him again. Finally after a long time we were able to meet again. Happy, of course. I waited for the right moment to come to him, but fate did not seem to want that," Askal said staring at Max intently. He did not like this fact what else to see the condition of the man who is now a female companion who has filled his heart sitting in a wheelchair.

"What's your purpose in saying that to me?" Max who was looking cute finally opened his voice.

"That's, just so you know that ..."

"You love each other, do you?" cut Max. Max's hand clenched firmly in his lap. His eyes were straight at Askal. He did not know much about Alura and her past. But knowing that the man in front of her openly expressed his feelings upset Max.

"Alura's too precious to take care of someone like you, his whole life!" reply Askal.

"You!" Max growled over his wheelchair.

"Sir." Ray touched Max's shoulder. Hold him to approach Askal.

Before long Alura and Bi Asih came out carrying drinks and snacks.

"Please," said Alura giving a cup of tea to Askal.

Askal grabbed the drink that Alura was laughing at, drinking it slowly

After that, he stood up goodbye.

"Don't wait for Papa?" Alura felt strange with the change in Askal's attitude.

"Later I'll be here again. Anyway, I'm staying at a hotel around here. All right, I'll take my leave. Assalamu'alaikum."

"Getishalam."

"Emm, Ray, please take Max to the room," Alura said, referring to the room next to the living room. He cleaned and arranged it himself.

"Good, Miss."

"thank you. I'll get Max lunch." Alura walked into the kitchen.

Ray continued to push Max until he reached the room with a neat and fragrant ash ash. On top of the nightstand there is a frame containing their wedding photos.

"Sir, do you need anything?" ask Ray. He knows Max's mood is bad right now. Max is indeed sensitive to any mention of his condition.

"No. Leave me alone!" I looked at Max without looking at Ray.

"Alright, Sir. Excuse me." Ray leaves Max.

Clamps

Alura came in with lunch. The food, he cooked it himself. With a cheerful smile Alura looked at the back of her husband who was looking out the window.

Alura always prayed, may Max's heart immediately melt and their household run as it should. Not like now, it feels awkward and unfamiliar.

"Max, eat first."

"Stop acting like I'm a cripple who needs to be pitied!" max yelled around his wheelchair. Got a confused look on Alura's face "You know, the thing I hate the most, is 'pity, '" he said.

Max's eyes flashed with rage. Alura who saw it was only able to take a special heart.

"Max, you're emotional. Try it for istighfar. Emotions come from Satan. And .. what I do is my duty as a wife" Alura said in a slightly trembling voice. He had no idea what the cause of Max was so emotional at this moment.

"But I don't like it! What is your real purpose in marrying me?!"

Alura froze in place. Why is Max angry? Did he do anything wrong.

He used to read the story of how the Prophet treated his wives. Alura was fascinated by the noble man's character. Wishing she could find a husband that would do her a good job. Although no human is perfect.

"Max, why are you prejudiced against me, that's su'udzon. What's wrong if I want to be devoted to my husband? If so, where's the fault?" Alura's tears were ready to spill, her heart ached at Max's despair.

"That is the secret of a mate, Max, arranged by God Swt. I want to live this marriage properly, is it wrong if I want to reach heaven obediently to my husband? But, I feel you built a wall that is too high, so that I can not reach it, hiks.. hix."

Alura could not take it anymore. He slid to the floor hugging his knees while burying his face there.

Max was no less surprised to hear sentence after sentence coming out of Alura's mouth. His heart also hurt. Had he not been as flawed as he was now, surely he would not have been this sensitive and he would have gladly accepted Alura unsuspecting what his wife had done was just a form of pity.

"Wrongly, a woman like yourself should marry a better man! Not like me, which will be a burden for the rest of your life! And this deformed leg is useless" Max replied in frustration.

Max's words even made Alura's cries grow louder. Why is it so hard to understand each other. Alura just realized, getting married was not just about beautiful things. That difference must be dealt with wisely.

"If you want to know, no one feels burdened here, Max. Nor does Allah like his servant who despairs of His mercy. Never blame the qadha of Allah." finished saying that with a face as veiled as Alura stepped into the bathroom. Once inside he washes his face and tidies his veil. If Max does need time, let Alura be willing to give him whatever amount of time he needs.

Alura came out of the bathroom to find Max was still in his original position. By strengthening his heart Alura took the food earlier brought him closer to Max.

She did not want her husband to go hungry again. Because it's already in lunchtime.

"Come, eat." Alura pointed the spoon at Max's still-silent mouth, "i cooked it myself, Max. Try it," said Alura. Max opened his mouth no longer refusing. With this close distance he could see the face as moist as Alura with reddened nostrils. Finally

Feed after mouth goes into Max's mouth. The rice on the plate is half over. Alura saw it smiling to herself. Right, it seems like he just needs to be patient.

"Max, hmm. Listen to this story, yeah. One day, Fatimah Azzahra ra, the daughter of Rasulallah Saw.quired, who was the first woman to enter heaven after Ummul mukminin? Then Rasullallah Saw. replied, that the woman was named Siti Muti'ah, she lived in the outskirts of Medina in her time. Knowing the answer, there was a curiosity Fatimah. Because all this time he had not known the owner of that name. To quell his curiosity, he finally intended to visit the woman. Then one day, Fatimah came to the woman's house. He knocked on the door, then came an inside answer asking who did Fatimah come with? Fatimah answered that she had come with her son, and that day's meeting failed, because Siti Muti'ah had not asked permission on suaminys for male guests. At that time, the children of Fatimah were still small. The second day as well. On the third day, Fatimah was able to enter the house and was well received. Fatimah was amazed at Siti Muti'ah's obedience to her husband. Fatimah also saw that at that time Muti'ah was wearing nice clothes again fragrant, the house was also neat and comfortable. She said she was waiting for her husband to come home from work. On the 4th day, Fatimah was moved, seeing how Siti Muti'ah welcomed her husband, her husband was new until she took a towel and wiped her husband's sweat, then fanned until she lost her sweat. Previously he had prepared boiled water for bathing and preparing food. When her husband was about to eat, she put the whip next to him. If the food isn't good, he's ready to be whipped. You know, Max. Such was her obedience to her husband. So it is natural, if Siti Muti'ah woman is a member of heaven. It

is a woman also a wife who is so kind, obedient, obedient and pleasing to her husband." Alura bribed her last bribe.

"Can I, hiks ... get the same chance, Max? What does it mean that everything I do, if you do not want to, because Allah's Ridha Swt. lies in the husband's ridha" whispered Alura.

Max who was listening to Alura's story gasped. He just knew Alura's heart was very good, several times he treated Alura with displeasure, but the woman did not hate him. Max thinks Alura is too naive. But looking in his eyes Max wanted to believe.

"Will you give me a chance to do the same for you, Max? Hopefully with that the pleasure of Allah I can reach" the tears of Alura wet her face again. Seeing that, Max reached out a hand wiping away the increasingly rushing tears down his wife's pretty face.