The Struggle of a Husband

Clues

Morning is a special time for everyone. Humans carry out what has been planned, and realize what is expected. In the morning we fill it with positive energy. This positive energy will bring good things. Morning has come to open your eyes and achieve beautiful dreams

As of today, Amri will come to the office to provide wedding invitations at the office. With passion and prayer that He offered.

On the way to the loby he accidentally met a girl who looked like a friend during Junior High, but he felt strange to the girl.

There was a lot of change in him. A moment later it turns out that the girl still knows Amri even though 12 years old did not meet.

The girl approached Amri and greeted him.

Amri was stunned to feel the awkwardness in his friend then answered his greetings and asked.

"Assalamualaikum... Brother Amri, do you still manage me?

Ask the girl.

Amri answered him kindly.

"Greetings wr. wb my sister?!

I'm sorry if it's not wrong, is it true that you're Mica?

Ask Amri to a girl named Mica a friend during her Junior High back in the village.

Yes, because now Amri lives in the city after waking up the house for his parents.

The girl named Mica also blushed in embarrassment and replied with a smile.

"Yes Amri, I'm Mica?!

Answer Mica

"Subhanallah, wait for me to not recognize you. Now a lot of changes from you. "

Yes, Mica used to wear shorts and short-sleeved shirts and now even changed to hijab.

It became a question mark in Amri's mind, but he did not want to interfere in other people's affairs and only gave praise.

"Yes thank you Amri, I converted?!He answered with embarrassment.

"Thank God my sister, welcome to the new religion"

Amri gave a speech and gave encouragement to Mica.

"Yes, he listened to Amri. Maybe if I hadn't met him I wouldn't have gotten better like this?"

Mica.

"Is he someone special in your life?"

Asked Amri with a slight bow of his head.

"Yes he is very special to my life and Alhamdulillah is now my husband"

Mica replied with teary eyes.

Amri sees the tears in Mica's eyes and immediately tells her to sit down because they are currently in front of the lobby entrance.

After they sat in a chair in the loby room, Mica finally told how her journey was able to enter Islam and it was very much about by her family but this is the path chosen.

Mica spoke with a trembling lip.

"Pease yourself and read Istigfar, then continue if you have calmed his heart?"

Amri gave Mica advice and opportunities to tell stories.

For a moment Mica obeyed Amri's words by taking a breath and then throw it slowly and istigfar. Continue the words that were delayed.

"So my husband and I met in one of the colleges, he led me to be what I am today"

The flashback

🌷Mica 🌷

after graduating high school, I went to college at FKG-UGM. And as before I was active again in religious activities.

This time I joined the fellowship of students at FKG and UGM. I was very happy and enjoyed my activities at that time. From various activities, organizers and competitions.

It turned out that my activeness in my religious activities was getting in when I joined the ministry. Most of the students.

Here we learned a lot about faith. Guided by a supervisor in a group. We were also encouraged and asked to memorize. With guidance in the form of cards, to be memorized and each meeting must increase memorization.

I was finally able to complete the curriculum package and was asked to guide.

This method of service can be recognized by the cell method, learning with groups, learning with group members. "

Somehow after I entered the stas (level)clinic, there began to be some Muslim friends who approached and wanted to introduce Islam to me!

My reaction? Obviously angry and I refuse.

I was also in the Quran and asked to read it until I did not want to talk to him. And until I finally met him. Call it Maulana who thank God is now my husband.

If other friends introduce Islam in a direct way, but not with Maulana. He introduced Islam to the religious mingling side that I embraced at the time. And I was very enthusiastic at the time. Golden opportunity for me! Thought. I also asked a lot about the contents of religious books, even said he had finished reading a book that I read at that time.

I was getting excited about it, a lot of what I knew about the books I read about religion.

It turns out that since childhood he liked to read books about religion and history and when he studied at UGM, he also sometimes visited a bookstore about religion to read.

But what happened next was beyond my expectations. He knows a lot about my religion. He also had knowledge of Islam.

We often talk about getting closer. I also graduated from college and worked. Similarly with Maulana, only he works in Jakarta.

But we still continue to discuss our respective religions. Yeah, it still continues like that. The introduction of Islam in an indirect way. From the discussions that he sometimes enter the jostles of Islam in an indirect way and I was not aware.

There was still curiosity, annoyance and anger mingling into one. But there are so many questions I cannot answer.

Maulana never argued about my religion, but she always gave directions and gave sentiments that blend Islam. We never argue about our religion but we are here to discuss each other.

Since then I have seen and judged Islam. As if she were a judge for both. Heavy and depressed. That's how I feel when I struggle and try hard to break away from my beliefs. A religion that I have loved since childhood, but from here I began to open myself up in addition to my beliefs. I just learned what Islam really is. First impressions

what I get in my judgment is;

"What is bad about Islam? Looks like the teachings are kind and heart touching."

Since then I began to be interested in Islam and make it an alternative to my religion. I started working out of town, in a small-town puskesmas. Alone, without relatives, or close friends and companions.

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