Marrying my Idol Ustadz
MUI: Fighting leads to relapse

The next day…

Dian had woken up from her sleep with pillow-like eyes. I don't think he wants to get out of his bed. Overnight because of alfi ustadz, he became late to sleep as recommended by the doctor. Sure enough, his body was like being hit hard from a wood.

Cracks

"auw" complained Dian when her neck bone was sounded to make it feel better again but quite sick as well. 

"i why always suudzon continue the same mas Alfi? Ck, it's impossible if yesterday was a lie" Dian thought.

Dian was sure and believed once if her husband was really sick and did not question her anymore. But if he may know the truth, it will certainly be angry with the alfi ustadz.

"husband"lirih Dian smiled wryly with herself. 

"everything that is expected will not necessarily be in accordance with what is thought" said Dian as he got up from bed. 

He took a towel and attached it to his right shoulder. Before taking a shower, I remembered something. The door to his room is locked, hasn't it? Ah already. By not thinking about it again, he began his bathing ritual.

While with ustadz Alfi, he also woke up from his sleep with a radiant face although his back felt sore because he slept on the sofa all night. But he did not complain and did it.

Because now it has passed 1 hour of prayer. He immediately took out his pillow and blanket. He then led them to his wife's door.

"dek dian is up or not?"ustadz Alfi.

He hesitated when he wanted to knock on the door. But it is also his responsibility to wake the wife up for the morning prayers because yesterday they slept at the same hour.

"dek" call ustadz Alfi while knocking on the door.

But there is no lawfulness or movement from within. Curiously, ustadz Alfi touched the door handle and tried to open it. 

"not locked ??"astonished ustadz Alfi in his heart and then stepped into the room.

Spacious room with all the important furniture neatly arranged. There are sofas, sofa tables, nightstand, bed, dresser, cabinets etc. So complete and certainly very comfortable. But there is less than his vision is the owner of the place. 

There was water in the bathroom on a regular basis. Looks like Dian is focusing on her bathing ritual. Ustadz Alfi chose to sit himself in a chair near the nightstand drawer to wait for the presence of someone who was bathing and then alternated with him. 

A few minutes later, Dian had finished with her bath and wrapped a white towel around her body. Her long hair was dried by a towel while opening the door. 

The door opened, making the netra ustadz Alfi right to see Dian. He widened his eyes and looked at his wife in disbelief. Her jaw dropped slightly and her eyes were looking from top to bottom.

His wife's body is so making a hanger. White, clean and fragrant scented from its place. The smell of chocolate is so intoxicating to his nose. Towels cover the chest to the thighs only, clearly visible smooth thighs and legs level. 

Dian was unaware of the existence of Alfi's ustadz in the chair. Look at her husband breaking out in cold sweat holding something back. Dian clamped her hair with a brown hairpin that made her neck so exposed for real. 

Ustadz Alfi added no koruan. He approached his wife about to open her closet. Dian was like a magnet that pulled her unconscious. After arriving right behind the woman….

"dek" whispered ustadz Alfi right in his wife's ear while hugging a slender waist in front of him. 

Dian was stunned and then did not take her clothes. Ustadz Alfi had begun to sniff the end of his nape towards his earlobe. His eyes closed and held tightly to the hand that held him. His face was red like a boiled crab when the two warm hands belonging to the man behind him felt touching the skin on his shoulder.

"remove" said Dian hold her breath. 

Ustadz Alfi woke up a little because his hands felt sore due to Dian's nails scraping a little bit of his arm. He also took off the hug by moving a little away from Dian who lowered his head to hide his face. Ustadz Alfi neutralized himself jumping on the closet without looking at Dian.

"run to the bed and cover your body deck. I want to take a shower" said Ustadz Alfi.

Dian nodded his head in accordance with the remark then ran over his entire body with a blanket and lay down waiting for Alfi's ustadz to get out of his room. 

Ustadz Alfi immediately entered the bathroom in a hurry and then turned on the shower and made sure his body was flushed with cold water. 

"mas won't touch you if you haven't come near and stayed by my side . I don't want to make you hate my coercion any more"in ustadz Alfi.

While Dian had peeked towards the bathroom door. She did not want to refuse, however her husband had fasted for more than 4 years.

"forgive me mas. Refusing yourself touches me and even knows the consequences. I'm more willing to sin against you than to make hope impossible….

You know, I'm an imperfect woman again and this self is afraid to upset you later on.."the inner Dian who lies back with her whole body covered. Not felt, his tears just escaped considering that he could not keep his baby in the womb.

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Ustadz Alfi accompanied Dian in the guest room. They are in silence. Actually Ustadz Alfi wanted to do something according to the proposal he got from doctor Marissa. Now continue the second session because the first one last night has done well. The cctv is opened and reconnected. But now it is increasing that Kyai his teacher Dian joined.

"grandfather, may we speak" hesitated ustadz Alfi paused for a moment to compose the right word. 

"talk" said the gluttonous Dian. He's still ashamed of what happened a few hours ago and angry with himself.

"em...dek, are you hiding something? Say to this masmu" asked ustadz Alfi gently and smiling warmly. 

"it's none of your business" short Dian was a little nervous about the question. His face remained as thin as it was at first.

"of course it's my business, too. What are you hiding from me dek"reply ustadz Alfi.

"i've said it's none of your business."chuckily Dian didn't want to lose with her voice increasing by one level.

"please, you are honest dec" said Ustadz Alfi by suppressing every word he said. He was so quick to ignite a fire today with only Dian raising an octave of his voice.

"what do you really want? You don't make me forced to be like this. Now giving you permission to stay here is also not my wish." said Dian also because he felt in the corner.

"always refute, you turned into this is wrong. Learning to be ungodly" said ustadz Alfi rising to make Dian stunned from his seat. 

Anger so dominates the heart of an ustadz. In fact, Ustadz was also a man who could be angry because he was opposed by his wife. While Dian felt very depressed with the clash made him lose control as well.

"really, I learned to be ungodly. I dare to oppose you"a cynical smile from Dian who felt herself threatened while crossing her hands on her chest. 

"watch your attitude, Respect me as your husband" said Ustadz Alfi. 

The atmosphere in the room is getting gripping because both of them are angry and no one has given up. All who see suddenly with what will happen next. Hafsa is worried if both parents quarrel and are fatal.

"your ways don't include respect" said Ustadz Alfi.

"that's very good.well, look at me as your wife. Always rebutting, disrespecting you and my naudzhubillah behavior. Now think well of my advice. I want us to separate" Dian said. He was already sick with that clash and no longer cared about anything. This will make him calmer about the safety of everyone.

Ustadz Alfi stared in disbelief at Dian. Emotions bring it to the worst. He becomes blind will be patient and even earlier snapped. He seems to be insulting the attitude of his wife who is experiencing mental disorders. He really is a disappointing person.

"dad I'm sorry. I was.." said ustadz Alfi regretted but stopped...

"khilaf yes. Doesn't matter. It shows that you can't accept me anymore. Marry the others and let's divorce" Dian said. In his heart, he felt a tremendous pain saying that word.

"so that said, astagfirullah deck of what your heart is made of"asrah ustadz Alfi sejaya memijitnya. His heart throbbed pain with that word.

"it's up to what you think of me. I want each of us to live. My goals and yours are no longer the same. Go and find a woman you think is better. I am a woman who is not good and not perfect" said Dian Miris as she passed from that place and walked without direction out of the house. Dian pressed his chest that was painful and aching.

Walk in gontai steps. Dian's eyes started to empty. Just 15 cm from his seat, he stopped. Ustadz Alfi looked up because his legs were suddenly weak. 

Ustadz Alfi looked at him with a heart that was was was. He saw if Dian held his head with a face implying pain and closed his eyes. Suddenly Dian fainted because his consciousness was taken away and turned to his subconscious and began a rotating cassette of the kidnapping and imposition of himself.

"deck, god be aware. Open your eyes" said ustadz Alfi who frantically hugged Dian and hugged her tightly while sitting on the sofa.

("well, we begin the mission of healing ustadz. I beg you not to panic" said Dr. Marissa)

Ustadz Alfi heard the voice but did not see the person. Then the net looked at the small cctv camera in the corner of the ceiling which is very small.

"i'll try" he said steadily.

The calm Dian began to display an unexpected reaction. Ustadz Alfi was neutralizing his condition by taking a breath and then throwing it away slowly.

"..hem..huh.no way.hum.."murm Dian is not clear while holding it by closing her eyes. 

"bismillah" said ustadz Alfi carrying his wife walking towards the room. 

(doctor Marissa reset the cctv to Dian's room. Everyone became curious about what happened but knew if the trauma would be known.)

Arriving in bed, Ustadz Alfi immediately laid Dian. Looking again at the pale face and cold sweat while covering his wife's body and then acting to include everything that might be dangerous as Marissa's doctor said. 

The sound of something loud due to the rapid movement of alfi ustadz could not wake Dian from his sleep. Actually he did not sleep and he suffered greatly with memory memory leading to where he almost lost his life and his fetus miscarried. Ustadz Alfi who finished with his activities directly towards Dian back. He watches carefully.

Dian was seen clutching her hand against the blanket. His body moved uneasily little by little. What made him shocked was the movement of his hand which strangled his own neck.

"Astagfirullahalazim" the expectant alfi who quickly held his hand and was about to release it.

"uhuk..uhuk" 

Dian coughed cough with her own hands. His feet could not stand still, even yelling hysterically. Ustadz Alfi continued to remain calm with the situation. Hugging her and trying to remove the hijab would be dangerous if it kept moving. 

"sick uhuk.uhuk.. Sick huhuhu"tangis Dian who keeps feeling sick.

"sabar yaa dek, soon Mas will try" said ustadz Alfi who was trying to remove the hijab with fatigue.

Finally, the cover also came off. Now ustadz Alfi also took off his blue necklace and tried to release the hand on Dian's neck.

"honey istighfar and do not hurt yourself." said ustadz Alfi with a little whisper of the sentence dhikr. 

Ustadz Alfi continued to hug and stroke Dian's hair. He kept whispering the sentence dhikr continuously with mixed feelings. Even trying not to cry handled it. 

(everyone looked at her with unbearable tears. Even the commander of Agha was so pervasive that his hands had to wipe his tears repeatedly.

"this is beyond my estimation" said Dr. Marissa)

"mas hiks hiks I miss"tangis Dian who is restless and still strangles her own neck.

"yes deck, mas will still be near you. So can you control yourself baby.really mas afraid"reply usadz Alfi soft and affectionate.

Slowly the hand ground stopped and weakened by itself. The right hand clasped tightly onto Alfi's ustadz clothes like the tiny hand of a newborn little hafsa clasped tightly onto his clothes at that time. 

"alhamdulillah"lega ustadz Alfi while peeking at a glimpse of Dian's face. He saw that his wife was fast asleep as a baby and was very comfortable with her arms. 

Ustadz Alfi laid Dian in his place back with a heart. But Dian's hand won't take off her clothes. 

"uhm do not want to be left" muttered Dian while shaking his head.

"mas won't leave you, but sleep comfortably" replied ustadz Alfi. 

He chuckles a little because this adorable face of his wife really misses him. Dian let go of her embrace and fell asleep again.

"you're shaking me up on the deck" said ustadz Alfi happily nudging Dian's nose with his index finger. 

Dian also opened her eyes and blinked looking at ustadz Alfi in front of her face. Instantly making alfi ustadz swallow his saliva.

"cognition concerns"in ustadz Alfi.

Seriate...

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