Wrong Khitbah
103. SK 2: THE NEWLYWEDS TAKE OFF THE LONGING
After the Maghrib prayer. They're out for dinner. Just in the middle of the stairs. They were greeted by Zahra's temptation.
" Okay.aduh.the new bride does not know the time, why the hell in the room. The feeling from this afternoon was not nongol-nongol, make me jealous"
"Huuuuuu... Little boy can't know" Zahwa's lead closer to him hugging Akhtar's arm
"aa... Mother.look at them." said Zahra shut her eyes.
"Already..ayo sit down let us eat" said Ali's father, smiling to see the children and his daughter-in-law.
"Well, it's been gathering" suddenly Azzam came out of nowhere.
"Loh brother?"
" why? Shocked? Same with you, haha"
" So Dad called, if you came to the house, and your husband wasn't around, so we came. Eh. it turns out he was the first to arrive" said Azzam while shifting chairs for his wife and daughter
"Emm"
"Alhamdulillah, it was not planned, we gather now here" said Ali's father with a happy feeling.
The food is on the table. And they all started eating their own food.
But not with Zahwa, he just stared at all kinds of food. Nothing stirred his taste. I felt so full just looking at the food.
"Sir.you don't eat?" Ask Helwa
Everyone's eyes turned to Zahwa
"Why not eat dear." asked Akhtar
"Ep? No, full" said Zahwa made Helwa squeak
"But his stomach must remain in the contents dear..."
"Yes Bib, Mommy. Wawa's juice is still there, right?"
"It's still a pity.it's in the fridge"
"Yes, Wawa took it"
Zahwa went to the kitchen to get his juice and drank it.
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After dinner, they returned to their rooms to rest.
"Darling..." Bisik Zahwa plays Akhtar's shirt collar
Yes, Zahwa is currently on Akhtar's lap.
"Hemm.." Akhtar replies to Zahwa's hair
"Why can you go home now? Isn't it a pity that can't be contacted? Is everything safe there?" Tanya Zahwa looked up
"So... Last night"
FLASHBACKS
Akhtar was sitting in his chair, he had just finished working on some Ma'had data files that had to be updated . He nodded his temple, his head was dizzy.
Suddenly his phone lit up, he glanced at him. His eyes caught the full network on the top left of his phone.
"Alhamdulillah.there is a signal" murmured Akhtar sparkling.
He immediately took his phone and dialed Buya's number.
"Assalamu'alaikum Bi"
"Wa'alaikumussalam warahmatullaah"
"Yes Abi. Suddenly there is a signal, Zi immediately called Abi"
"Why don't you just call your wife? If you know how it is when you do not tell, your phone can not be contacted. To the point of getting sick even fainting from missing you" explains Buya saying the thing that happened to Zahwa
"Yes greetings... My wife got sick? Oh Allah... Abi.. Zi should be how? After Kiyai left, none of him left any wills about this Ma'had. Zi did not understand what Zi had to do. How could Zi leave this Ma'had just like that, without da helping to hold it." Akhtar Frustrated.
Blind listening to the complaints of Akhtar who was also confused.
"Then how? Are Ma'had's important files Zi safe?"
"A little more will be ready Abi"
"When will you be back then? Remember Zi you are not alone anymore, there is your wife waiting for you, you already have more important responsibilities here. Don't forget that "
"Now what should Zi do Abi, and how is Zi's wife there" Akhtar squeezed her hair with both hands.
" You solve the problems that are there, do not let the Ma'had in the gusur and the waqf land fall into the wrong hands. Abi just wanted to give advice. And for your wife, Abi doesn't want Abi's daughter-in-law to feel bored because you're locked up at home. You don't let him do anything, he must be bored. So Abi thought, what if Abi's son-in-law visits his house? Maybe he can be more cheerful if gathered with people closest to him than to have to stay at home without doing anything" said Buya at length
Akhtar thought for a moment
"Baijlah Bi, Zi agreed. Zi will solve this problem first, if possible Zi will go home for another week or two because Zi will have to monitor this as well. And to Abi's proposal.. Zi agrees. Just take Zi's wife to her house, so she can feel better" Akhtar said
"Well, Abi's gonna drive him tomorrow."
After speaking for a few minutes, the phone was cut off.
Akhtar rubbed his face with both hands. His head is getting pulsating. Breath hunting. This extremely agitated state of his made one go straight in after muttering in his heart.
"Afwan, Ustad... I see Ustadz having a headache?"
"Eh, Ustadz Maulana. Yeah, what's up Stadz"
" Ustadz, I think Ustadz's job is done here, maybe this is when Istadz returns to the city to meet the Ustadz family who are definitely now waiting"
"I also want to be like that Ustadz, but how will I just leave this Ma'had"?"
Akhtar was silent for a moment "yes it is also true, Ustadz Maulna is Kiyai's right hand, surely he already knows a lot about this Ma'had. Of course it will be easier to continue this Ma'had. Why not the thought of yesterday?" Inner Akhtar
"real Ustadz? I would be very happy if you were the one who carried the trust towards this Ma'had"
"Ready Ustadz, I'm ready. And God willing, as much as I can, I will try to make this Ma'had better"
"Alhamdulillah.syukron Ustadz..Syukrons...Jazakallahu Khayr" said Akhtar sanvat feeling grateful
"Aamiin.waiyaka Ustadz, you can go home in the morning"
"Na'am. Thank goodness." The hue of happiness emanated clearly on Akhtar's face.
With passion he arranged his things. And store all important data on a Flashdisk. After the work is done. With passion he packed his things for him to come home tomorrow.
Ustadz Maulana who saw it smiling also felt his happiness.
"He loved his wife, and vice versa. To the extent that they were two sick together with the strong horn of their love bond "inner Ustadz Maulana.
It turns out that when Akhtar called he sniffed his speakers so that Ustadz Maulana who really wanted to meet him heard clearly the Buya uacpan. Make it unbearable, and take the initiative to help him.
FLASHBACK OFF
"Hem.begiu yes.."
"Yes "
"Mom..." Whispering Zahwa as he continued twirling his index finger across Akhtar's chest, made Akhtar hold his breath heavily.
"Darling what are you doing" Akhtar said in a heavy voice.
" Nothing" Zahwa briefed
" Come, baby, just say it.." urged Akhtar.
"Honey, it's been two months more, even going up to three months. Don't you miss me?" Zahwa asked stroked that sturdy jaw
""Eeennggrhhh" lenguh Akhtar restrained
"Darling..." Fizz Akhtar
" dear... I want you to be gauli" said Zahwa shyly hiding his face in the chest of Akhtar's field.
In his heart he cursed his lips which he could say like that.
" Mashaa Allah, this is what I have been waiting for" Akhtar quickly lifted Zahwa to the bed. And started a stalled worship for 3 months ago.
Tonight, they close with the final gasping breath of their intimate activities.
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Prophet Muhammad SAW, advised his daughter Siti Fatimah RA “Wahai Fatimah, no woman prepared herself for her husband with pleasure unless one (angel) called from heaven: ‘start in action’ surely Allah forgives your past sins and the later”
🌈Whoever would a wife offer herself to her husband willingly, then:
Allah will ban him from the fires of hell;
reward him with two hundred Hajj and Umrah;
recorded for him two hundred thousand good;
he was lifted up to him two hundred thousand degrees in Heaven.
🌈And whosoever a wife enters with her husband in one slimut, then the Angel from under 'Arsy calls him, "Began first by you the deed (stimulate the husband):
Then Allah will forgive you of your past and future sins;
And Allah will record for him the reward of one who sets free a hundred slaves;
And record for him from every strand of hair with one kindness.
🌈And anyone a wife who kisses her husband willingly then:
It is as if he destroyed the Quran (twelve) times;
And with it Allah will record from every verse in the Qur'an’an fifty virtues; 3. And from every kiss was awakened a city in Heaven for him.
🌈And anyone a wife who kisses her husband's head, combing his hair and beard, then:
Allah will record for him the reward of good with the number of each hair; 2. And planted for him from every hair with a date tree in Heaven.
Wallahu.
(Uqudul Book of Lujain Shaykh Nawawi AlBantani) .
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