WRONG MARRIAGE

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Arkhan sighed in annoyance. His dyed veins also stick out. “I do not like to be dictated what else is treated like a child, whose activities in my daily life must be read by others. Understand?”

“I am your wife. How many times do I have to say this? I'm so curious about all your activities that we can get together to His jannah. Not only will I meet my Lord, but also my husband. Is this not proof of my love for you? I really want you and me to be in heaven, so I don't want you to do bad things.”

“Yes, your husband is bad. His job is hacking banks, buying and selling drugs and collecting luxury goods. Of all these, none of them produced good charity. Yes, I am bad,” Arkhan replied in a very low tone.

Zalfa. It turned out to be different when he heard Arkhan's confession without having to accuse the man. If earlier he had felt the whole organs of his body suddenly limp when he heard the explanation of Arkhan's work through the mouths of others, but now it is not. He just feels satisfied. Arkhan was finally honest with her.

“You know, there is not even one religion in the world that teaches evil. Then why did you do that? you know that the commandments in all religions forbid evil, but what do you do? You actually violate this ban,” said Zalfa, this time in a soft tone. Without feeling her tears dripping. I don't know why he feels so sad. He then stepped forward, his palms placed on the plain chest of the man and stroked him for a moment. “Here, in your heart you must also know that what you did was a big mistake, so why do you still do?”

Arkhan stared at every drop of tears dripping down Zalfa's clear cheeks. Gratitude clearly emanated from his wife's face.

“I'm sad, Arkhan. I'm sad because you did this. If the police find out your case and your life ends in a bui, then who else should I complain to? I love you and I don't want to be separated from you. Please, stop this. Leave your job it.” Zalfa stared fixedly at Arkhan's bead of eyes.

“That's how big your love is for a villain like me?”

“Yes. Whatever happens, I still love you. You are still my Arkhan, and only your work is haram. I love you so much that I'm afraid you're dragged to hell. So one plea, do not allow yourself to atone for that sin by feeling the heat of the fire of hell.”

“Hell? If heaven and hell did not exist, would you also still fear sin?”

The deg! Zalfa's heart was beating hard. Arkhan's question was enough to numb his mind.

“You are very fluent in reading the verses of God. Don't you believe it?” soft Zalfa still with tears.

“Give me just one thing so I can trust him too,” whispered arkhan as he wiped the tears on Zalfa's cheek.

“Enough Al Ikhlas into one guideline. He is the One and there is nothing equal to Him. Ask your little heart, are there not enough warnings that have been shown on this earth?” Zalfa dropped his head on Arkhan's chest. Hugged the man tightly. “That god is very close, even closer to the neck vein. Believe this, then ask God whatever it is. Trust me, God will show His greatness. When you believe in God, of course you will also believe in all the commands, prohibitions and lives after death written in the holy verses.”

“I have committed many sins, does God still want to forgive me?”

“Even if you exceed your limits, do not despair of reaching for His love. He is all-forgiving and Most Merciful,” whispered Zalfa as he pulled the face of Arkhan higher than him to bow, then put their eyebrows together. Her tears were unceasingly breaking.

“Do not cry. I don't want you crying over a bad guy.”

“How could I not cry? I fear that my husband will be cursed for his sinful yet still done deeds.” Zalfa stroked Arkhan's neck with both of his hands now there. Her lips gently gave a short kiss on each inch of Arkhan's face. “Every child of Adam must have committed sins, both big and small sins, even big visible sins, but God forgave all sins on the condition of repentance. Face God even with a mountain of sins! If we repent, our sins will melt away. There are many glorious verses that tell us that God will forgive the sins of the repentant. I am also an ordinary man who hopes for improvement even though sometimes it always violates God's prohibition in the khilaf. But we must learn to go to the good. Come Arkhan, we together change morals. I also learned, just like you.”

Arkhan was silent.

“Arkhan!” whispered Zalfa calling that name.

Arkhan turned back Zalfa's body until the sight of the two was spaced out. Zalfa frowned looking at Arkhan's different expression and gaze. The man's eyes twitched erratically, Zalfa did not understand the meaning of the man's gaze. What was Arkhan thinking?

For one minute the two engaged in a fight without a word. Then Arkhan throws the towel in any direction and grabs the shirt from the closet. He walked away wearing that shirt.

“Arkhan!” call Zalfa confused at Arkhan's departure. Arkhan's unpredictable facial expression made Zalfa unable to understand what the man was feeling. Was the man angry, upset, resentful about being patronized, or what?

“Don't call me!” arkhan exclaimed and disappeared from sight.

Zalfa chases out but Arkhan is nowhere to be seen. The man passed so quickly. Zalfa held onto the balcony railing while wiping away the tears that were pouring down the river. My God, what's in Arkhan's mind?

SERIATE

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