Hot Couple: Inspiration From God (I Love You, Ustadz!)
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Well, if the neighbors near Umi's house have been on the know, the neighbors near my in-laws' house must also have known, let alone both my parents and my two in-laws, how could this news have not reached their ears, right?

What will happen to me, God? I don't want my heart to beat, my heart to beat faster, and my tears to begin to pool again. Why am I being so crybaby?

Since marrying Mas Ilham, my personality has changed a lot. But I don't like my fear. Where is the hard-hearted Salsabila? Salsabila who is always brave? Why am I afraid of not being trusted? Why am I afraid of being hated? I am innocent!

Relax, Salsabila Azzahra. Look at all your family members, they're acting normal. Everything will be fine too. There is Mas Ilham. Trust me, behind you, he must have handled everything well. Sure. Do not be afraid, when. Inspiration with you. He will always be with you. Okay well? Be calm.

"Come, Honey. Go to the kitchen there. Choke."

But I shook my head, then looked at Mas Ilham with a pleading gaze. "I want to be here.," I protested.

But, Mas Ilham even slipped his hand behind my long hijab and gripped my waist. She whispered, "The wife, daughter, and daughter-in-law should be in the kitchen preparing a menu to break it. Big head. After all, to solve this matter is my duty. My responsibility. You know it's fine, and look for reward in the kitchen" he said long in a friendly whisper in the ear.

"But, Mas..," I said to protest again.

But Mas Ilham again whispered with emphasis, and instead sounded friendly, "Don't argue me, Zahra," he said. "Never argue with me. You got it, right? I can do anything to you if you dare to argue with me. Understood?"

Ew...! Basic husband. Instead of being scared, I giggled. The words of Mas Ilham did not sound like a threat or a warning at all. Just like I said, it sounds so friendly.

Well, I nodded and obediently. I set my feet towards the kitchen, following the Beautiful Mother who had invited Laila and Laili to the kitchen first.

But it feels like kepo...! I want to know how Mas Ilham straightened things out and broke the vile slander against me, at least for the scope of our family. And whatever happens out there, what matters is my family, their trust in me, and they're not going to find me guilty at all, like society's view of me. I want my confidence back, so I'm comfortable in the middle of them all.

Oh my God, I don't want to keep fidgeting like this. It's not good and it's very uncomfortable. Seized mind.

"Honey," he told Mbak Indah, "me and Abi want to take food first to the mosque and the orphanage. It's all set, right?"

Mbak Indah replied, also with an affectionate call to her husband. I became amazed, both by the way they called each other affectionately in front of many people without seeming coerced, especially by berlebay-beleafers, especially, also on the way Mas Muslim who wanted to go for a while also say goodbye to his wife first.

After Abi and Mas Muslim hauled all the snack boxes, rice boxes, and cups of fruit soup that had been sealed with plastic and arranged into cardboard, then took him to the pick up car Mas Muslim parked in the backyard, Abi and Mas Muslim went with Ikram and Mbak Indah's eldest son, Abi, I felt I had the opportunity to meet Mas Ilham and asked Mas Ilham: how was the conversation with the elders of our family? But the conversation was not over. Mas Ilham was still in the living room with our two mothers. I sneaked to eavesdrop. I could no longer hold myself back at that time.

There, I heard my mother-in-law telling her son, that no matter what, honestly, I and Mas Ilham as a child to all of them - our parents, he asked Mas Ilham to continue to exercise his character as my husband. "Truly Umi did not doubt Zahra. However, if this Umi belief is wrong, Umi again emphasizes, if so then you do not follow your disappointment. You must remain responsible for your status as her husband. Yes, Leh?"

"Yes, Umi" said Mas Ilham. Then he asked my mother if she had anything to say?

Umi nodded, she also wanted to reveal her heart to Mas Ilham. "Son," she said, "honestly, as a mother, Umi believed completely in Umi's daughter, but in fact only you and God knew --does Umi's child...? I think you understand Umi's question. And, Umi also does not know, whether what you explained to us all earlier is in the form of truth, or just your way to protect? With all humility, Umi, as well as representing Abi, we apologize if...."

Oh, I thought, it turned out to be a more in-depth special chat. Worth it without Abi and without Mas Muslim.

"Umi, Umi need not doubt anything," replied Mas Ilham. "Umi's belief in Zahra, that is a truth that Umi does not need to doubt at all. She was still a holy girl when Inspiration married her. Sorry, by God, on the night of our bride, she was a virgin, Umi. Zahra is a virgin. He still has his holy blood. So, both Umi did not need to worry about this matter. Umi also did not have to worry about the trust of Ilham to Zahra. Ilham trusted Zahra completely, because she was indeed a good woman."

Oh, my God, I am overwhelmed. So great is the trust and love of Mas Ilham towards me.

This time my tears were dripping again, but not out of sadness. I was moved, crying because I was happy. He is inspired by God. Resolutions, and the exact answers to the istiqharah that Allah has directly shown me. Grateful in my heart, all of this improved my feelings. I am happy to meet men as good as Mas Ilham. A perfect priest.

Thank you, Mas. Thank you....