Hot Couple: Inspiration From God (I Love You, Ustadz!)
Tragically

God will not give a test beyond the limits of his servant's ability.

I often hear that word. But from the first I also so often asked, if that is the case, why is there anyone who got depressed? Even crazy to need to be treated in a mental hospital? For example, a girl who was raped, or a mother whose child was killed by murder, or a woman who was cheated on by her lover, even children who grow up in broken homes and end up with their deviant behavior? Doesn't that mean they can't pass the test that befell them? Aye, right? So, what is the limit of the ability that is meant?

Is it true that God Himself said that he would not test his servant beyond the limits of his servant? Or is it just a "bail" of humanity to entertain other humans who are in trouble? To those who are stricken? Think about.

Because of this fact I never said to anyone the words of the entertainer. Because, you will never know the extent of one's strength. Just force it on without having to say that sentence. So that later in case he fails strong, no one blames you and calls you lying because it turns out God tested it beyond his ability.

Miris, right?

And I also do not want to hear that phrase when I myself am struck by misfortune: when I lose my future son. I miscarried.

Mournfully. Even very sad. The unfortunate who is not a bitch. It was really a tough test that happened to me. In fact, I also almost lost my life.

Well, as I feared: the aftermath of a slander that never managed to break the love between me and Mas Ilham, finally made the criminal to the point. The flames of jealousy blinded her eyes to the point of targeting our lives as the end of her unrequited outburst of love.

The unfortunate incident happened one afternoon, just three days before Eid. Because I was never alone, even other than at school, I and Mas Ilham were never separated, finally Mas Ilham also went to harm with me. At that time we were walking down the road under the afternoon sky, just to buy snacks to break the fast. However, before getting to the destination, we stopped by the roadside to buy tofu flowers. Poor darling came in without telling me, I haven't even gotten off the motorcycle, all of a sudden...

A high-speed car hit us from behind. I bounced far away, Mas Ilham, following the wagon of the tofu trader who was also badly damaged by the hit of Mas Ilham motorcycle that was thrown at him. Along with Mas Ilham himself, who was also thrown as far as his motorcycle.

"Zahras... Zahras...."

I could still hear the hoarse voice of Mas Ilham when he called me. In front of my eyes, with his severe injuries, he dragged his body to reach me.

But I was already helpless, even just to make a sound. My condition's weakened. Extremely weak. In fact, I think that day I will die soon.

Well, sad indeed. What a tragic and terrible event. Have you ever seen the scene of an accident in the movie In Between? The horror that occurred in this event that we experienced was more or less like the scene of the accident of the two main characters in the film. But in my story: the two main characters survived. But not with my baby. I'm losing.

For God's sake, my pain multiplied many times, not only all over my body, but in my heart - jauuuuh more pain. In a state of gasp, fear was ambushed, my stomach ached, I could feel the liquid blood coming out of every wound I experienced. And what made me hurt the most - not just my physique, but also my heart, as I felt the warm liquid pass through my groin. It was as if I knew what was going to happen, but that hope did not want to escape me. No matter how small the odds are, I hope my fetus survives.

But hope is only hope - empty wishful thinking. For some reason, in the moments at the end of my consciousness, I knew, that little life had left me. And. I want to go with him. With son.