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"Rasulullah had kissed one of his wives and then set out to perform prayers without renewing ablution'."
[HR Abu Dawud and Tirmidhi]
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Amira shuts the door and locks it with trembling hands, she walks towards her bed and then dips her face in a pillow.
"Yes Allah... I'm ashamed" said Amira since then, she doesn't know what to do. He kept his face hidden.
After a while Amira immediately opened a lot on her face then she immediately sat down.
"What should I do?" Amira looked at the door then she stood up and peeked through the window and from there she could see the front of her house was quite crowded.
"What should I do?" Amira sat down on the bed. He felt he had no idea he only felt that his stomach was rumbling because it had not been filled since noon. Last afternoon he only ate wet bread had not had time to eat, the intention of the heart he wanted to try a new restaurant in the alley into the housing but was canceled because the mood dropped drastically.
"Oh Allah what happened." Amira threw her body into the bed. She felt so tired she closed her eyes with her arms and hoped that she would get an idea for the thing she had to do at the moment, until a while later he was getting deeper into the dark and dreams greeted him slowly and surely.
No matter how long Amira slept, she was startled by the sound of irregular knocking on the door. He sat down and cleaned his eyes and nose, after feeling his body was normal Amira stood up and walked towards the door, he opened the door slot and it was locked so he quickly turned the door lock and opened it. He was very surprised when the one in front of the door was already a few people standing.
"What's wrong?" tanya Amira looked at mother, sister, sister-in-law and also Nirmala alternately.
"What are you doing?" Amira looked into the room and opened the door wider.
"Followed up." All sighs then Amira as if reminded of something she immediately smothers her mouth and stares in surprise at everything in front of her then quickly runs towards the bathroom.
"What's wrong with that kid?" arif's words are still heard by Amira but he does not ignore them. Amira went into the bathroom with her left foot and washed her face clean.
He was breathing fast, he felt stupefied.
"So dream or real?" Amira looked at her face in the mirror. He took a towel to dry his face then he came out of the bathroom with his right foot. He scrunched up the towel in the hanger then he walked towards the closet but he stopped when he saw an unexpected figure sitting in his chair.
"What did Mr. Dinan do?" Amira turned towards the door and then she turned back towards Dinan.
"So said bang Arif tell me to come in here." Dinan is still busy with observing Amira, to make Amira misbehave. Amira wants to go back to the bathroom, but for what reason?
"Sister, not why brother. Uh not ding. What did brother ask? Why ask Mr. Dinan here?" Amira said with difficulty to make the series of words become ambiguous. She felt very embarrassed and also nervous at this moment, she did not know what she should do.
"Say while waiting for Isha and dinner tell him to rest here." Dinan still had a flat face.
"So, you must have forgotten that two people can't be alone in a closed room." Dinan raised one eyebrow. "Khalwat, if I'm not mistaken." Amira moved her legs in place. She chose the hijab she was wearing.
"Yes, too," said Dinan standing up from the chair, seeing the movement of Dinan Amira looked up and when Dinan stepped closer to Amira at that time Amira also retreated but only two steps Amira had fallen into her bed. Dinan and Amira were both surprised Dinan immediately turned his body while Amira immediately sat down and confirmed the position of her hijab.
Amira glanced at Dinan who seemed to sigh. He was confused what to do? Expelling Dinan was the same as making a scene. Amira was shocked when suddenly Dinan turned around. Amira glared then she lowered her head.
"We'd better talk first" said Dinan back in the chair. But the chair was lifted Dinan approached Amira sitting down. Amira was misbehaved with Dinan's illegible expression.
"What talk?" Dinan sighed then looked at Amira's face.
"Do you want to continue this marriage or do you want to cancel?" Amira looked at Dinan horror then she loudly said, Continue, who wants to be a widow after a while of marriage."
"The annulment of marriage does not cause you to become a widow." Dinan looked at Amira.
"So I'm still a girl?" ask Amira.
"According to such a country." Amira looked at Dinan suspiciously.
"If religion?" Dinan raised his eyebrows.
"If according to religion, when someone has mentioned her name the girl in ijab kabul means that the girl is already legal as a wife. Not a girl anymore, so even if the cancellation of the marriage Wallahu nature." Dinan said casually. Amira looked at Dinan with concern.
"How's it?" Amira shakes.
"meaning?"
"I don't want to be a widow." Amira said in a soft tone, she really did not know what to make the decision.
"Who makes you a widow, you will be a widow if I die before you." Amira looked at Dinan quickly, she saw a serious look on Dinan's face.
"So Mr. Dinan won't leave me?"
"I will obviously leave you," Dinan replied casually but he realized his answer made Amira's gloomy face. "Don't I say you'd be a widow if I died earlier than you. That means as long as I'm alive then you'll still be my wife and be with me."
"I didn't offer, I just asked. But whatever answer you choose won't change anything. After I kabul everything is nothing to be sorry for."
Amira looked at Dinan with her mouth slightly open, she did not know if Dinan was that authoritarian. Amira opened and closed her mouth, she wanted to talk but she did not know what to say.
"Why just shut up?" Amira shook her head, she looked back at Dinan then she looked down on her two hands resting on her two thighs.
"Is there anything to ask again?" Amira shakes.
"You sure?" Amira.
"All right, let's start." Amira looked up at Dinan, she did not understand the word start, what did she want to start?
Dinan stretched out his hand, Amira stared at Dinan's hand and face alternately. Amira hesitated to grab Dinan's hand. He still remembered two years ago when the two easily touched. Two years ago while committing the sin Amira was so light and unproblematic but now when the status was clear his hands felt heavy to shake Dinan's hand.
"Maybe a few minutes ago this hand was worse than hot coals, but after I said this kabul hand is a form of devotion to your husband." Amira looked at Dinan, as Dinan gave the code to immediately take his hand Amira paled then by saying Bismillah Amira received a helping hand from Dinan. With reverence Amira kissed the back of Dinan's hand.
Amira became remembered one of the hadiths that said that Rosulullah once said, if a man can worship other humans then Rosulullah will tell a wife to worship her husband. So, from the hadith can be seen the position of the husband is very high for a wife. Husbands are leaders, role models, life companions, and much more in domestic life.
Dinan grabs Amira into his arms for what sense Amira quickly hugs Dinan tightly. Amira heard Dinan's words.
"O Allah, I ask You for His good (self) and the good (obedience) You have created for him. And I take refuge in Thee from his evil (self) and the evil (obedience) which Thou hast created in him." Amira consciously immediately took out the crystal grains from both of her eyeballs. Then he felt the tubers being caressed and was long-caught by Dinan. And as if unwillingly as Dinan removed his lips from Amira's forehead, Amira's cry broke.
"Hi, why are you crying?" Dinan unraveled his embrace. Amira just shook her head then she hid in Dinan's chest. Dinan stood up and hugged Amira so that Amira's stuffing was stuck in Dinan's stomach.
"Happy?" Amira nodded then she pushed Dinan's body slowly.
"Sholat first?" Amira looked at Dinan then she bit her lips.
"What's wrong?" Dinan looked at Amira suspiciously.
"I'm having my period." Amira said that very softly. Dinan sat back but not in his chair but on the bedside with Amira.
"How long has it been?" Amira turned to Dinan then she looked down again.
"It's only been two days."
"How many days is it?" Dinan pulled Amira's chin to look up so that the two faces looked at each other.
"Six to eight days." Amira saw Dinan nod.
"May I kiss you?" Amira two eyeballs Dinan. He saw that Dinan's eyeballs were not black as in most Indonesians, but rather golden brown. It was so beautiful combined with a white color that looked clean.
"Ami?" Amira stuttered then she nodded. Dinan's face approached Amira's face until only a few centimeters left Amira immediately closed her eyes and met the two human children's aunts in silence. After a moment of silence, I don't know who started the two as if he was following his instincts and doing what he was supposed to do. According to some people, we do not need to learn about the way of relationship with the wife or husband because after halal later instinct will guide itself the right way with the right status and every action is not a sin but a mere worship.
"Pak Dinan," called Amira as the two took a breath.
"What's wrong?"
"The Adhan of Isya." Dinan looked at Amira then smiled, a smile that was so beautiful made Amira also pulled both corners of her lips to curve upwards.
"I wudhu first," said Dinan rising from his seat, but his hand was held by Amira as Dinan was about to step.
"What's wrong?" Amira just smiled then shook her head. Dinan raised one eyebrow and then came back to his wife and kissed her forehead making Amira's smile wider and Dinan was happy to see it. Then Dinan left the wife who was traveling through his world to the bathroom and ablution.
"Mii, you can borrow a towel." Dinan came out of the bathroom with his wet face.
Amira immediately took the towel from her closet, she then hesitantly gave the towel to Dinan.
"Why?" Amira took off her towel when she touched Dinan.
"The towel is not a new towel." Dinan immediately dried his face.
"Then?"
"Isn't papa?"
"No." Dinan gave it back to Amira then he took a small fold of kopyah on the table.
"I went to the mosque first" said Dinan, kissing his wife's forehead and stepping out of the room. Amira touched her forehead then she felt there were flowers blooming around her. He felt very happy for some reason he felt happy when he realized that his problem with Dinan was not one hundred percent finished.
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