TALAQ
Part 97 TALAQ
The night was getting late, Nafisa and Afriana were asleep with their dreams in my room, I was the father, Jamal Fauzan and I did dhikr together in my house.
"Be careful to keep going, don't stop!" father's orders on the sidelines of our dhikr.
We did not answer but continued to do what was ordered by the father, not long from the roof of my house there was a sound of explosions again, the father immediately held my wrist but continued to recite.
We continued to recite until the father ended the dhikr with a prayer that had been led by my own father. Finished dzikir, the father invited us to perform tahajud prayers, repentance prayers and khajad prayers.
At three o'clock in the morning we finished the evening dhikr and our evening prayer, because it was late Jamal, Fauzan slept in my house only my father and mother who returned home.
In this morning all were busy with their respective activities, my father and mother had a holiday not selling in the market. Afriana school in between by Jamal mass, Fauzan drove Nafisa and immediately went to work, at home I was father and mother, the three of us chatted in the living room while having breakfast.
"Fah, later during the trial, read the verse of the chair in your heart." advice father.
"Overnight, the power is greater, sir" I asked curiously.
"Yes, Fah, that's why I asked Jamal for help, I know you can fight him, but if we fight together it's easier to beat." said the father " And also last night from a shaman who is different from the previous one, this one is more reckless that's why you told me to come home in the afternoon, because this one can attack you at any time" said the father.
"How could Ringgo's mother have strayed so far, sir." I said, my heart was more troubled to hear the father's explanation however he was the father of my son "That the old Ringgo was very good, but why did he get lost this far." I don't understand.
"Because Ringgo chose the wrong friend and wrong upbringing from his parents, I only pity on both parents of Ringgo, in his old age must suffer from the actions of his son." said the father.
"One day you will know Fah, I only tell you as bad as what Ringgo did to us lest you have any intention of revenge, or hate to Ringgo or both of Ringgo's parents, either, leave everything to Allah SWT, and pray that Ringgo will soon repent before it is too late." advice father.
"Your father, Fah, said that forgiveness is difficult but we as believers must learn to forgive, no man in this world is perfect, be pursued to be more sincere even if not easy." advised my mother.
"Remember, sir, Buk, inshaallah, Afifa, be sincere and will continue to learn to be patient." I replied with a heart that I forced to be sincere.
Sometimes I think so hinahakah myself that I get a trial so heavy, since the household with mas Ringgo ordeal always comes alternately, starting from the Ringgo mas which changed drastically, since, until the word TALAK came out of the mouth of the Ringgo mas and Ringgo mas left all of us. Actually for me a divorce is a shameful thing, so weak I can not maintain my household, but sometimes I also think of fate, maybe this is the destiny that I have to live.
Mas Jamal has returned home after taking Afriana, sometimes I feel like a royal princess in my family, how not after I divorced with the Ringgo mas, all my family helped me selflessly, even Jamal regularly sent rice to me every harvest. Afriana's pocket money is borne by my sister, my parents and my mother who is out of town. Now I have to be picked up while working when I was still the wife of Kinggo mas all I do myself, not my family does not care but is afraid if it will make things worse.
At eight o'clock I went to the religious court with in between by Jamal mass.
"Sir, sir left first." I said to both my parents.
"Be careful, Fah, remember your father's message, Mal don't forget my message, take care of your sister, me and your mother will help from home" my father said.
"Remember sir, inshaallah I am able to handle it." replied mass Jamal seriously.