Wrong Khitbah
71. SK 2: ONE THIRD OF THE NIGHT
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The two newlyweds huddled under the covers. The cold air even though the AC was not lit made Akhtar tighten his embrace on his life roll.
1 Hour later.
Akhtar woke up in one third of the night. He saw the sweet bobo Zahwa in his arms making it a gemash of its own. He saw a clock on the wall.
"It's been a third of the night" he said.
Slowly he let go of his embrace and replaced his position with a bolster pillow. He sat down and read the wake-up prayer.
He saw Zahwa who was cold after taking off his arms, pulling the blanket up to Zahwa's neck. He kissed the tip of his head stroking it and went to the bathroom cleaning himself.
After that, he performed Tahajjud prayer.
Praying itself.
There was a bit of disappointment in his heart when Tahajjud his first after marriage was not together with his wife.
He offered a do'a to the owner of life. One of his prayers was to ask for kindness for him and his wife.
اللَّهُمَّ اجْعَلْ مِنَ الْمَوَدَّةِ وَالرَّحْمَةِ بَيْنِيْ وَبَيْنَ زَوْجَتِيْ أَفْضَلَهَا، وَمِنَ الْحِلْمِ وَالصَّبْرِ أَكْمَلَهُ، وَأَسْعِدْهَا مَعِيْ وَأَسْعِدْنِيْ مَعَهَا، وَلَا تَحْرِمْنِيْ وُجُوْدَهَا فِي الدُّنْيَا وَفِيْ جَنَّةِ الْخُلْدِ، وَاهْدِنَا لِكُلِ مَا تُحِبُّ وَتَرْضَى يَا كَرِيْمٌ.
O Allah, make mawaddah and rahmah between me and my best wife. Make me the most perfect tenderness and patience (between me and my wife). O Allah, be happy with me and happy with me, do not forbid me from being on earth and in eternal heaven. And show us to keep all that You love and desire, O Allah, Most High.
اللَّهُمَّ أَصْلِحْ أُمُوْرِيْ بَيْنِيْ وَبَيْنَ زَوْجَتِيْ، وَأَظْهِرْ مَحَاسِنِيْ لِزَوْجَتِيْ، وَأَظْهِرْ مَحَاسِنَهَا لِيْ، وَاسْتُرْ عُيُوْبِيْ عَنْهَا، وَاسْتُرْ عُيُوْبَهَا عَنِّيْ.
...“O Allah, correct all the affairs between me and my wife, show my kindness to her and show her kindness to me, cover all my dishonors from her and cover all her dishonors from me”....
اللَّهُمَّ إِنِّيْ أَسْأَلُكَ أَنْ تَجْعَلَ زَوْجَتِيْ مُطِيْعَةً لِيْ وَأَنْ تَجْعَلَهَا مُتَمَسِّكَةً بِعِشْرَتِيْ، وَأَنْ تَجْعَلَهَا عَوْناً لِيْ عَلَى طَاعَتِكَ، وَأَنْ تَجْعَلَنِيْ عَوْناً لَهَا عَلَى طَاعَتِكَ، وَاجْعَلْهَا لِي زَوْجَةً صَالِحَةً.
O God, I ask you, make my wife obedient to me, make her commitment to this household relationship, make her my helper in obedience to You, and make me her helper in obedience to You”, and make her the wife of Salihah for me.
اللَّهُمَّ جَنِّبْهَا الْمَعَاصِيَّ مَا ظَهَرَ مِنْهَا وَمَا بَطَنَ، وَأَلْبِسْهَا ثَوْبَ الْعَافِيَةِ وَالْعَفَافِ.
...O Allah, keep away from the life of my wife, the visible and the invisible. Wear him clothes of health, safety and honor....
"Aamiin yes rabbal 'alamiin..."
After that he continued with his long dhikr.
In the night breeze he dhikr solemnly until his eye reflexes closed.
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While Zahwa, who was also used to waking up in the third night, finally woke up also from his sleep.
He felt that something was missing that made him uncomfortable. He sat down and rubbed his eyes.
She did not find her husband there. He looked around his room until he found the figure he was looking for was cross-legged on a prayer mat filled with fur carpet. He looked at that back.
"If only my guest had not come now, I would have been behind him by now" Zahwa murmured.
He tidied his hair and involuntarily pulled his blanket away from the bed.
With ease he put his head on the lap of the husband who was dhikr and covered his body with a blanket.
"Well, I fell in love with her so soon that I could not sleep without her. It felt like there was less" Zahwa's inner self then fell asleep again
Akhtar, who was initially closed, opened his eyes and saw his wife continuing to sleep on his lap. He smiled faintly and kissed his wife's forehead.
Then continued his dhikr and shalawat while one hand stroked the head of the wife.
Oduhai....
فَبِأَيِّ آلَاءِ رَبِّكُمَا تُكَذِّبَانِ
(Zahwa really lucky yourself muu..aaa bapel🙈).
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He looked at the calm face of his wife who was still asleep. He decides to move Zahwa back to bed.
He carefully placed Zahwa there. After that he put pillows on both sides of Zahwa and again covered him. He treated her like a baby. Ah.iya she has an adorable big baby Sholehah now.
He kissed Zahwa's cheeks and then went down.
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Arriving below, he saw everyone gathered there. Only Humaira and Zahra were absent.
Ali's father, Mother Fatimah, Helwa, Azzam, Buya Firman, and Umi Alya. They're ready downstairs. The wives are ready to take their husbands to the door to go to the mosque to pray at dawn.
They looked at Akhtar with a difficult look. Why did he come alone?
"Who? Zi..where's son Mary?" Ask Umi Alya
"There's Umi. In the bedroom again it might be soybean because last night" explained Akhtar
Everyone glared at Akhtar's words. After that, they smile with understanding.
"Is that "he? Or maybe Wawa fainted in his making. Or.hurt? Yes kareem I don't believe this" Azzam's mind shook his head
Akhtar who saw their strange smile understood that they had misunderstood.
"Okay.they must have misunderstood" Akhtar murmured inwardly
"That is... Last night "
"We understand" said the women compactly cut Akhtar's speech
"Mahaha...." Azzam laughed at Akhtar who looked confused until his white face looked red
"Already..ayo go later we are late" father Ali's injury.
He understood the feeling his daughter-in-law must be very embarrassed at this moment.
After that they went to the mosque while the mothers along with Zahra, Linda and Dini prayed at home with Umi Alya as the imam.
Yes Linda and Dini are still living, because it was late last night so they decided to just stay tomorrow and just come back.
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Azzam approached Akhtar and whispered
"How was last night? Anta didn't hurt my sister, did she? Oh, is that shirt useful??" Azzam said with a seductive smile
The blush!
Akhtar flushed for a moment
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Ga continues?
The trail don't stay dongg...
Oh yeah, don't make you wonder. Every day that fav tuh nambah but koq like it still so much, previous chapters also time' ga nambah like, the road in place even though the occupants every day nambang much hix :")
Yuk let ana spirit up her do not forget like same ramen komennya yaa....
Tabarakallah 💙
