
“Dzolim once your husband,” Sari said furiously after Ajeng ended his story.
“I've tried to understand everything Sar,” said Ajeng lethargic, “I ridho even though Bisma mas is not like most husbands.”
“Better split. Legally religion has fallen and you can not gather again,” Sari explained clearly.
“I am ashamed of the family in Sar village,” lirih Ajeng who has now started to calm down from his prank.
“Do you want to live forever tormented in an unhealthy marriage?” Sari looked at him with anxiety.
“I don't want villagers to laugh at my household's failure,” Ajeng bluntly will his reasons for trying to survive.
“Ha ha ha ..” Sari laughs slurriedly, “It seems you need to wake up from a nightmare called marriage.”
“Don't God hate divorce?” Ajeng tried to stay with his personal opinion.
“Listen to the venerable Ajeng bu!” Sari began to get anxious with the thought of Ajeng catapult with her unhealthy household life.
“Sar .... “ Ajeng is aware of the seriousness of Sari.
“Marriage is the Sunah of the Prophet. In it is expected to achieve the family sakinah, mawaddah and warahmah. As the word of Allah in Qur’an surah ar-Rum verse 21 :
‘Wa min Aayaatihiii an khalaqa lakum min anfusikum azwaajal litaskunuuu ilaiha wa ja’ala bainakum mawad datanw wa rahmah; inna fii zaalika la Aayaatil liqawminy yatafakkaruun.’
Which means: “And among His signs (greatness) is that He created pairs for you of your own kind, so that you tend and feel at ease with him, and He has made among you a feeling of love and affection. Verily, in this there are signs (the greatness of God) for the people who think.”
Ajeng fell silent to Sari's words which were indeed very true. But the logic still refuses to accept everything Sari presents.
“Does the Bhishma household have sworn in the name of Allah in the presence of all witnesses have given sakinah which means calm or serene, mawadah means love, love, and warahmah which means grace walking in your household ?” challenge Sari.
Ajeng did not make a sound to hear Sari who continued to convey all the truths that were still at war in his brain to sort out.
“So this sentence mawadah warahmah is in accordance with what is in paragraph 21 of Surat Ar-Rum. God created man to pair with each other. Between wife and husband to get peace, serenity, and mutual pity.”
Ajeng was increasingly intrigued by the long and tausiyah explanation that Sari gave him.
Seeing Ajeng who began to hear his words, Sari was more eager to open his heart and closed Ajeng's thoughts would feel prestige if he had to part with his uncle's husband.
“You know Jeng,” greeting Sari back to normal, because he believes Ajeng began to control his sadness, “The marriage is a lifelong worship that we live. Every work we do will bring good that is worth a reward with Allah.”
“Mas Bisma salatnya on time and never neglect .... “ Ajeng remembers about the habits of his father Lala.
That's what amazed him when he first met Bhishma who never missed the time once the call of the call of the call of the call of the call of the call of the call of the call of the call of the call of the call of the call of the call of the call of the call of the call of the call arrived. Not like his coworkers who work but sometimes at the end of time. There are even those who are negligent and do not care about the call of Azaan.
“Heleh ... “ Sari murmured, “Many salat, but lax in other responsibilities. In our religion once marriage takes place, married couples must work together in creating a jannati baili. It means creating a dwelling like heaven.
It does not have to be a magnificent or luxurious house, but most importantly that the house inhabited brings happiness and prosperity. Thus, residents who live in the house also get good and not only in the world even in the afterlife later.”
Ajeng was stunned to realize the truth of all Sari's words. He could not avoid that everything Sari said was not created in his household with Bhishma.
“Better your dzolim's husband let you go now. If you insist on defending your household with all the efforts you have done, but not making the Bhishma change, he will sin. You will forever torture yourself in an unhealthy marriage.”
“What should I do now?” now Ajeng began to resign after his logic began to run.
“Didn't your uncle have dropped a talaq? What else are you waiting for? Prove that you are capable of standing on your own feet,” Sari said fieryly.
“Yes, I have become a widow now .... “ Ajeng said bitterly.
“Jendes tajir twisting. Don't forget that,” Sari said with her fluffy smile.
“Don't sneak,” Ajeng sneered his lips heard Sari's joke.
He could not say that the widow languished. His office friends alone no one knows the condition of his household that has been scattered. Although he is aware of its performance is very declining lately.
He has no passion for work. His mind is suspended in the fate that he will live with his baby in the future. By working he hopes the burden of his mind will be reduced. Despite the fact that every time he returned home, his heart was empty again.
“Where is your business in Malang?” angling Sari, “I heard already started to build boarding houses and laundry?”
“Alhamdulillah has started smoothly,” Ajeng said sluggishly, “I still lack a little capital.... “
“Do you have no other savings?” pursue Sari.
“There's. But it was Lala's savings that his father sent monthly,” Ajeng considering the nominal amount is quite large.
“Kuras. Kan indeed it is possible for your ex-husband to give nominal without series,” Sari said excitedly.
“Lha ustadzah Sari matre also .... “ Ajeng shook his head at the behavior of his best friend who had managed to awaken from his worst nightmare.
“This is for your and Lala's good in the future. I'm sure you can be productive if you focus on one thing. Leave what makes a dead end move. And focus with others, which makes us can be appreciated,” continued Sari seriously.
“Omonganmu makes sense now,” Ajeng is now a mangosteen-beard.
“Didn't I always be right, and you're the smartest?” Sari smiled with satisfaction seeing Ajeng start to cheer again.
“It's done confiding?” ustadz Zakri, who was carrying a trolley full of groceries, now arrived in front of them.
“Sorry ustadz, I interrupted his wife's time,” Ajeng felt awkward to see a charismatic man who now looked at his best friend attached.
“Be careful crush ustadzku,” joking Sari, “I heck not a problem add sister honey like bu Ajeng this.”.
“Hus!” ustadz Zakri shook his head at his wife's words.
“Astaghfirullahaladjim ... “ Ajeng's eyes are rounded instantly.
“Aduh!” Sari let out a small scream when her fingers were pinched Ajeng with pursed lips mocking her, “About-stretched fingers slumped. Upsss!”
“Umi... “ ustadz Zakri surprised to hear his wife say, “Good talk like that umii .... “
“Fetul ustadz,” Ajeng nodded his head justifying his best friend's greeting, “Thank you for the time that ustadz gave to both of us. Thank you Sar. You are the best sister I have right now.”
Sari returned Ajeng's embrace while rubbing his back to give strength to his fellow students during Junior High School. He was satisfied to see Ajeng who was now starting to look excited.
Her face was fresh again. Like the teaching he knew. Women are full of vitality and display perfection when viewed.
“May you get a better replacement,” said Sari looking at him fixedly, “God will not test his servant beyond the ability of a servant. And give thanks to us, for God tests and will exalt the degree of His servant who is able to live and remain faithful in seeking the pleasure of Allah.”
“Thank you Sar,” Ajeng's eyes back in tears hearing Sari's words before the two separated.
“Stay spirit!” Sari brandished her hand towards Ajeng with a raised smile.
“Assalamu’alaikum,” ustadz Zakri pampit while holding his wife passed from the presence of Ajeng.
After the death of Sari and her husband, Ajeng got up from the chair. He felt a tightness that made it hard to breathe disappearing slowly. The burden on the shoulders that made it difficult to step was starting to feel light.
He is grateful to have Sari present in her worst time and condition. Sari's words and advice have opened the eyes of her heart and mind. It must not fall and be shackled over the charm of Bhishma that blinds it.
With a light step Ajeng walked back to the parking lot to return home. On the way home, the echoes of the Azan Magrib flowed making him speed up the car to immediately complain about all the problems and the path he would take on the owner of life.
***Sorry yes\, soybean preparation until feast\, heavy flu authority. But the authorities keep working up every day. Happy reading yes ...***