Wrong Khitbah

111. 2: NEW ACTIVITIES

"Yank. don't sleep first" Akhtar said when he saw Zahwa lying down and closed his eyes.

Yes they're back in the room, because it's time for a break.

"Why?" Zahwa asked again to straighten up.

Akhtar got on the bed and lifted Zahwa up and moved him to the sofa.

"Who? Why darling"

"Wait a minute" Akhtar said

After that Akhtar took a broomstick that he used to pat his mattress before going to bed, to exorcise the demon who was lying there, while reading "Bismillah Allahu Akbar"

“If one of you is going to sleep, let's take a piece of cloth and flick his bed with the cloth while saying, 'bismillaah,' because he does not know what happened after that.” (CHR. Al-Bukhari, no. 6320, and Muslim, no. 2714).

In Shahah Shahih Muslim explained, that a person should wag his mattress before going to bed, either by hand, broomstick, sarong or the like. ... For those who rise from their sleep and then return again, based on the Hadith of Tirmidhi, then he should again wag his bed.

Zahwa smiled, forgetting about it. He only watched Akhtar's movements until it was finished.

After that Akhtar approached Zahwa and lifted him up again. While walking to the bed, Akhtar occasionally kissed Zahwa on the cheek.

He put it on the bed as before, and then he sat there.

"Now, muraja'ah juz 1" he said

Gluey!

Zahwa gulped his saliva roughly. Staring at the netra Akhtar who was also looking at him seriously.

"Come on. start" Akhtar said again.

Zahwa was still staring at him, he was wrong to notice himself like that. He took a bolster pillow and hugged it in his lap while swiping both of his thumb nails.

"I-i'm-i.."

"Hurry, Bismillah. Start Yank" said Akhtar seriously staring at Zahwa who looked down

" Em.sa-honey.a-me" said Zahwa stammering.

Akhtar smiled sweetly, his hands outstretched stroking his wife's head. Then he lifted the chin with his index finger and thumb. Now their eyes meet again, trying to dive deeper into each other's eyes.

"I know you can, don't hide it anymore. You can do it yourself secretly, now that I am, why not?" Akhtar said softly

Yes, Akhtar already knew that his wife Zahwa is a hafidzah, actually since the first day of marriage was Akhtar ever caught him in the middle of memalahan'ah memorannya very smoothly.

But when Akhtar asked him to teach, Zahwa read normally, holding his lips back from reading quickly and smoothly. From Zahwa's movements and voice, Akhtar actually knew that Zahwa was covering it. But he let it go until the moment it arrives. And now, it's time.

"I-I don't want to.but.."

"It's okay, I'll keep an eye on correcting the wrong reading, we learn together" Akhtar said again making Zahwa smile haru

"Are you ready?"

Zahwa nodded confidently.

"Begin" Akhtar said

Seeing her Husband not holding Mushaf convinced her that her husband was also a Hafidz Qur'an. Ma Shayah Allah... Real beautiful.

'Whichever wisdom your Lord has denied'

They both redden it when ta'aruf because they want to keep his memorization so that he does not try and will even damage his memorization.

No matter how little you practice, be quiet and keep only you and God knowing. When someone knows it and praises you, it is a test for you not to be proud so that you forget yourself. And even justu eliminate the value of the reward of your worship.

" A'uudzubillahiminasysyaithoonirrajiim's chat... Bismilbornrahmaanirrahiim.... AlifLaaaaammmmiiiiim.dzaalikal kitabu laa raiba fii hudallil muttaqiiin.and so on"

Akhtar listened to every verse that Zahwa read. Sometimes something goes wrong, so Akhtar gently fixes it. Like that until 1 juz.

After that, they read Surah Al-Mulk before going to bed and connect alternately.

Forty minutes later

"Shodaqallaahul 'adzim" they said together.

"Alhamdulillah.has kholas" said Zahwa rubbed his face with both hands.

" dear... We do this every day. Muraja'ah 1 juz one day ago at Surah Al Mulk. So that our prospective children are accustomed to hearing the Word of God" said Akhtar gently rubbed Zahwa's stomach

"Okay, dear, please guide her" Zahwa replied smilingly.

Sleepy already whack, Zahwa can no longer bear it. After that they slept with each other.

***

Next day.

"Mother...."

"Let's..." Azzam rubbed his ears

"Mother...." Zahra's screams are heard again

" Ra. Don't yell in the morning. We think we have another world war here" said Azzam

"Hehehe... Sorry Bang" said Zahra Cengengesan

"Oh yeah Bang, where the hell is Mother?" Ask her about Azzam

"Just go into the room, take care of Dad" Azzam replied and then sipped his tea

"Trus.. Where is Brother Wawa and Brother Helwa?"

"Huh.kok on busy all the hell, if Kak Wawa bekum married surely now I have ajakin to the park complex, bete tau alone mulu" he sat down on the chair in front of Azzam.

Hearing his second sister's complaint, Azzam chuckled at her badmood face

"Makanyaa marriage, good tuh, can worship together.anywhere there is a certain, can be sweet again" said Azzam teasing his sister.

"It is not that easy Brother, ihh. from yesterday the marriage of mulu ah males. The candidate is still in the clouds do not know where" he said increasingly upset

"Xixixixi, did you say. You have a candidate for you. But you're nolak. Yes, please wait for someone to ask you"

"Huff.tb...bla..bla.." Zahra closed her ears irritated

"Uh.. What is this storm" said Mother Fatimah who just came out of the room with Father Ali.

Before long, Zahwa and Akhtar also just came down from their room.

" It's Bun.. Zahra again badmood because he sprained himself, while everyone was busy taking care of their respective partners. He is alone there are no playmates" Azzam replied

"Yes patient Ra. While you were like this before. Hehehe" said Zahwa

"Already.so let's eat first. I have to go to the office. There was a meeting after this" said Ali's father made everyone obedient and immediately sat down and prepared to eat.

The wives prepared food for their husbands, and again Zahra who had to be alone watched the deity before him.

***

Nine o'clock in the morning

Now Zahwa and Akhtar have been in the hospital Metta Medika as Mother Fatimah said.

They were waiting for no queue, sitting in the waiting room that had been prepared.

Akhtar tied their hands and carried Zahwa's head on his shoulders.

Because he felt dizzy smelling the typical aroma of the hospital, so that he brought Zahwa closer so he could smell his scent. Yes, because that's the cure.

"Sister Zahwa Mary Equeena" after half an hour waiting for Zahwa's name finally called by the nun

"Please enter yes mba, Doctor Andara is waiting" said the nurse kindly opened the door for Zahwa.

"Thank you Sister"

"Mba together"

They entered after saying greetings and were immediately greeted by Doctor Andara who was waiting for them.

"Wa'alaikumussalam's chat. The zahwa? Aunty's waiting for you, Mommy contacted aunt yesterday"

"Yes Aunty" replied Zahwa back to reply to Doctor Andara's embrace. Unlike Akhtar, they cupped each other's hands.

"Please sit down" Andara's doctor invited Zahwa and Akhtar to sit down

" Thank you aunt"

"MasyaaAllah.hopefully Istiqomah ya Wa" said Doctor Andara saw Zahwa wearing the niqab.

"Aamiin, thank you aunt"

"Oh yes, congratulations to you because God has given you the trust that soon you will be parents. And said Mother, her age is not known?"

"Yes aunty, you know, it was just last night. I never knew I was pregnant"

"Yes already, it's okay. Let's go with auntie"

Doctor Andara invited them to the corner of the room that is already available patient beds and other tools.

"Please, lay here"

Zahwa rose aided by Akhtar and laid him down carefully. Then he told Akhtar to reveal Zahwa's clothes. His stomach is clearly visible now.

After that, Zahwa's stomach is given jelly and then applied to remove the layer of air above the abdominal skin that can reflect back sound waves from the transducer. Then, the ultrasound device was moved over Zahwa's stomach.

Now the device began to function and the image of the fetus is seen on the monitor screen.

"Assalamu'alaikum... Baby candidate .. " said Dr. Andara when capturing the pouch of the fetus seen on the monitor

"Well, here it is. Zahwa's.. Ustadz. This is your son, pay close attention" said Dr. Andara with enthusiasm

"Well... Assalamu'alaikum son of Ummi... Honey.it's our son Yank.." said Zahwa pointed at the monitor screen while looking up.

Zahwa caught Akhtar rubbing the corner of his watery eyes.

Then he smiled looking at Zahwa.

"Yes dear." said Akhtar restrained he really can not say anything more. His chest was full of happiness. It's real, he saw his own son-in-law. Now he is very confident and aware that he will become an Abba

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Emm.. just information Author join Zahra's story here well, do not make a new novel and Author has removed the end label to make it more delicious at see 😂 ⁇

And after this the second conflict will soon be present...

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