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"Moses said to his people: 'Behold help from Allah and be patient; he breaks it to whom He wills from His servants. And the good end is for those who fear Allah'".
[Al ‘A’raf:128]
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"So your husband is old?" dinan asked as the two sat down before going to bed. According to many opinions, talking between husband and wife on the bed before the two rest with sleep at night is one of the sunah.
"meaning?" Amira tidied up the blanket that covered her body.
"So afternoon you told the student that I was older than two years ago." Amira stopped the movement of her hand then turned towards Dinan with a look of wonder also amused.
"Mr Dinan heard that?" ask Amira teasingly.
"Mr Dinan?" dinan asked annoyedly, he threw his face making Amira laugh.
"Oh my God, my boyfriend is so funny. Here's Miray hugging." Amira immediately pulled out Dinan's hand and wrapped it around her body.
"Sir, realize dong every minute the age of humans is increasing. So it's only natural that this younger Ms. Mira said that." Dinan glanced at his cynical wife who was leaning on his body.
"Well, my wife is happy." Dinan answered lazily, not upset Amira just laughed. Then spontaneously the laughter disappeared making Dinan who had already raised two corners of his lips look at Amira in wonder.
"What's wrong?" Dinan carried the empty-looking face of Amira towards him.
"What's wrong?" dinan asked again, then she saw the corner of Amira's lips lifted though reluctant.
"What does polygamy mean by Mas?" Dinan. He seems to be hostile to polygamy if it makes Amira calmer and happier. But that is not possible because polygamy is a justified sharia.
"What's wrong with polygamy. Didn't we ever talk about it." Amira looks at Dinan then she thaws.
"Stay polygamy like the shadows that follow Mr. Dinan." Amira says quietly then she hides her face in Dinan's chest. Dinan immediately hugged the wife hoping that it could give peace to his wife.
"You know, the thing I'm most afraid of is polygamy." Amira parsed her embrace, she looked up at Dinan but all she saw was his neck.
"Why are we afraid of polygamy?" Dinan looked down then he looked into Amira's beautiful eyes.
"Because as a man, to be honest I'm very afraid of ruining the image of polygamy." Amira increasingly did not understand Dinan's words.
"Why?"
"The polygamy is the sunna of Nabiku. Because the Prophet was able to do justice to his wife, not necessarily we men were able to do that. What's more in this modern age, it's very difficult to get a truly willing woman to be sincerely polygamous in the beginning to the end. So Mas is afraid when polygamy, Mas can not be fair and make the image of polygamy itself polluted. Polygamy is Sharia." Amira swallowed her saliva, for some reason she felt something stuck in her throat.
"You know, the Prophet used to always vote for his wife when he was about to travel. And always turns his wife around every night fairly. And between the wives with ridho received it. Whereas most now do seniority, between young wives and old wives are considered to have their own position when in reality it does not exist, all wives have the same position." Amira nodded in agreement, she also thought so. There are so many people who make polygamy polluted because of seniority or the injustice needed in the household.
"But that doesn't mean polygamists are all like that." Dinan said near Amira's ear.
"And right now what I'm focusing on is not about adding a wife. But I'd like to add more responsibility by having a few kids that you've well-educated, Miray." Amira felt his cheeks hot, and unexpectedly and unexpectedly suddenly Dinan had pecked the top of his head and pushed Amira's body to the back and both did what he had to do even though it was delayed by a few days.
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Amira awakens from her sleep when she feels the cold cupping her body, as if the wind is approaching her and lightening her body to bones. Amira opened her eyes and adjusted the light with her cornea.
"Are you awake?" tanya Dinan still faithfully stroked the wife's soft cheek.
"Why?" dinan asked, making Amira smile in embarrassment. Amira remembers what happened last night, something she never imagined.
"Your hair is still wet" said Dinan with a smile on her lips making Amira even more embarrassed. Dinan knew very well if the current wife wanted to avoid him because of the incident last night. But, it felt that Dinan did not want to waste the opportunity to enjoy the face of the wife when she woke up from her sleep.
Dinan remembered a hadith that he had learned, the Prophet Shallallahu alaihi wa sallam urged his people to do evening prayers and advised that husband and wife should help each other in doing it. To the extent that the wife can use the best way for it, by splashing water on her husband's face! and vice versa.
Abu Hurairah Radhiyallahu anhu narrated a hadith from the Prophet that he said:
رَحِمَ اللهُ رَجُلاً قَامَ مِنَ اللَّيْلِ فَصَلَّى وَأَيْقَظَ امْرَأَتَهُ فَصَلَّتْ فَإِنْ أَبَتْ نَضَحَ فِي وَجْهِهَا المَاءَ, رَحِمَ اللهُ امْرَأَةً قَامَتْ مِنَ اللَّيْلِ فَصَلَّتْ وَأَيْقَظَتْ زَوْجَهَا فَصَلَّى فَإِنْ أَبَى نَضَحَتْ فِي وَجْهِهِ المَاءَ
'May Allah Subhanaahu wa Ta’ala bless a husband who woke up at night to perform the evening prayer and woke his wife to pray together. If the wife is reluctant, she splashes water on his wife's face (to get up). “May Allah Subhanaahu wa Ta’ala bless a wife who woke up at night to do the evening prayer and woke her husband to pray together. When the husband refused, he sprinkled water on her husband's face (to get up)." [SR Ahmad].
"Mas," call Amira in a sulking tone.
"What?" asked Dinan who had stood up from his seat.
"Not so," said Amira as she got out of bed, Amira took a towel on the hanger and carried it towards the bathroom.
Dinan looked at the back of the wife who was swallowed by the door and then he held a prayer mat to start leaving the world to the afterlife. He will invoke the pleasure of everything he does in the world to the Creator of night and day. By abandoning his status as a lecturer and as a child. He will face as a servant in need of the Owner of His Life.
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Dinan and Amira came out of the room together towards the bottom, this was after breakfast and drove mother Dinan in front of Amira back to the room to prepare to leave for school. Today there are ceremonies and official meetings that make Amira have to leave in the morning.
"Mother is gone?" Amira nodded. Dinan knew that today the mother would go to Maura's house to see the woman. Indeed, since marriage, Amira realized that the family of Dinan attention with Maura because she often found the mother or sister Dinan permission to go to the house of Maura.
Amira was still silent and did not want to open her voice, for some reason ifa's speech was so bright in the ear. There was a cold and hot aura wading through his body. He wanted to throw out all the evocative flavors in his chest.
"What's wrong?" Amira turned to look at Dinan who was tidying up his shoelaces.
"Nothing." Amira immediately stood up then stepped into the front room. She did not want her husband to increase his mind with all the feelings he craved. Maybe sometimes there must be something he keeps secret, what else about feelings that do not want to fight for him to disappear.
"Is something stuck?" Dinan grabbed Amira's hand. Amira looked up and smiled.
"Nothing, just being lazy morning activity." Amira walks towards the heated car in front of the house.
Dinan's family home, is a house in the elite area. Evidently with a large enough yard and a fairly tall and large house building. Unlike the old house Dinan what else the house used his family to live. Amira lowered her head, if I'm honest she wants to have her own house feel clean house and do all the work herself. Like before, when she lived with her mother.
"That red car again?" amira said unsure when she saw the red car she often saw parked near the back gate. Amira had deliberately asked Dinan to drive through the back gate, not because he did not want to hide his status with Dinan, instead. This he did because today he was carrying a stack of folio-sized books, so he wanted to put first in the skill room before he came forward for the ceremony.
"It's the same car." Dinan stopped his car behind the parked red car.
"Mas will see it," said Dinan opening the door. After the car engine he turned off and opened the window glass so that the air inside did not feel stuffy.
"But Mas...." Dinan smiled then stepped up, he did not let Amira forbid himself to know the figure inside the car. In the past, Dinan may have been a nobody to Amira so he had no right whatsoever to prevent Amira's discomfort. But now, Amira is his wife he has a great responsibility towards the woman's life. So, he must know who is behind the wheel of the car and know the motive behind his behavior so far.
Amira stared worriedly at each step of Dinan, he tightly linked his hands together and occasionally he twisted and made uncertain movements on his hands. He was too afraid of what was happening, he was afraid of everything he could not imagine. Amira was too parno with the things she had seen on television, to make her heart beat fast.
Amira bowed praying in her heart so that nothing happened that had ever crossed her brain. When he saw the shadows in front of him looking up, he observed the two people who were talking casually as if it was no big deal being hit. And with Amira's own eyes, she saw the man she knew very well was talking seriously with her husband.
"No way." Amira covered her mouth with both lips. All this time he had suspected that the man had done all this, but he was always evasive because he was sure that the man would not do such a pointless thing. But he was now fascinated not by amazement, more because he felt surprised by what had happened.
"Fatih," said Amira before she got out of her car and knew firsthand the motive that would be Fatih's alibi to defend her.
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