WRONG MARRIAGE
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Zalfa's head sank spoiled in Arkhan's field chest. She was so happy to hear what her husband said just now. “I am now talking about a kindness, glory and opportunity that may not have come twice. Who knows the age of man, who knows what will happen tomorrow. If only there was still a chance to become a qori at the same event, maybe you could choose to next time just accept this offer. But if it is dead age, where might this good opportunity can be run.”
“You think of my charity getting there?”
“Sure. I'm sure you won't miss this good opportunity.I'm proud of you if you accept an offer from Ustad Bukhori, it's a great honor. Ustad Bukhori really hopes for you, because you are considered a convert who is made a guide for others. A convert alone is able to read the Quran as well as you are, then what about Muslim brothers who have no intention in studying? If there is one person who is inspired and motivated to read the Quran because of you, then charity flows for you. Then what if there are ten, a hundred or a thousand people doing the same thing? Don't waste this kindness.”
“Good. I'll attend the event.”
“Really?” Zalfa laughed.
“Ya.”
“Then let me inform ustad Bukhori.”
Arkhan observed the cheerfulness of his wife. Zalfa's smile made her feel really happy.
Zalfa immediately called ustad Bukhori. Arkhan's arm restrained Zalfa's body as it was about to stand up from his lap. Zalfa smiled seeing her husband's arms curled around her waist.
Then there was a conversation between Zalfa and Ustad Bukhori that began with greetings.
“Ustad, Mas Arkhan is willing to be a qori, he will come to the show,” Zalfa said.
“Aalhamdulillah's. Alright, then I will have my assistant record Arkhan's name as qori,” replied ustad Bukhori.
“That's all the information I've conveyed.”
“Thank you, Zalfa. Nine o'clock the show begins. I wait!”
Zalfa and Ustad Bukhori closed the conversation with a greeting. Suddenly Zalfa complained and held her waist. He stroked the waist that felt pain.
“Zalfa, what happened/” Arkhan looked anxiously staring at Zalfa grimacing.
“My waist aches. It feels hot.” Zalfa rubbed his waist with his palm.
Unknowingly, Arkhan's hand stuck out and also rubbed Zalfa's waist. “Where does it hurt?”
“It doesn't hurt anymore?” Arkhan's forehead frowned.
“He’em.” Zalfa nodded.
“Zalfa, I will go to the event but on one condition,” Arkhan said.
“What terms?” Zalfa frowned.
“I have to take you to the doctor first, after that I will go to the event. You also want to see it in person, right? Then you must obey me.” Arkhan removed his arm circles on Zalfa's waist.
Zalfa descends from Arkhan's lap.
Soon Arkhan got up and took the car keys.
“Loh, how about you get late? We are running trust, I hope you do not get late.”
“Zalfa, I understand this condition, but I want to take care of you, as well as your content. Your condition since yesterday is not good, how can I delay to check your content?”
“Yes already, then let me just go check the contents. You go to that show. I'm afraid you're late and you're embarrassed. This is a big event, at least you run it with full trust.”
“Events start at Nine. And the qori will certainly be displayed at least an hour later. It could be ten o'clock I just showed up. It means I still have enough time to take you to the doctor. Look, it's only half six now. We leave for the doctor at seven.” only
“Hour seven doctors have not come to the practice. Eight o'clock the doctor just arrived."
"Then you mean?" ask Arkhan.
"What if you're stuck in traffic for a while, all you need is a little while for your trip to the event? Already Mas Arkhan, I went to check the contents myself. After that I followed to your place to witness firsthand.". Zalfa offered with a big smile.
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