Women Are Pearls
How would you feel if a man surrounded by women? If the question was presented to me, hence the expression "proud" seems fairly represent my feelings. I'm happy every day surrounded by beautiful women, shalihah anyway. And of course at that time I increasingly feel a 'prince'. Oops, no suspect yet, because the beautiful women nan shalihah I mean my wife and two children who are both 'accidental' women. Insha Allah.
Not only that, before I was married, I was also more touched by a woman, the mother because since the age of six I chose to accompany the mother when she divorced father. A child closeness to the mother instinct is not merely because it has been sucking hundreds of liters of mother's milk, but also the spiritual bond that can not be separated from the warmth that always given a mother for her child.
That's why, in my life I want to do something you think will disappoint and hurt a woman. But the right attitude and the wise should be a man given the woman was made from a bent rib, that if there is a fault in him, he must be careful to straighten it. Too loud would break, left also wrong because it will remain on kebengkokannya. However, not a few men should let women disappointed for the sake of rectifying the error, yet every man who did it was very confident that it was only momentary disappointment because they will then sweet fruit.
Women are like flowers, that if rough in treating it will spoil its beauty, perfection tarnishing making it wilt not glow. He is like a piece of silk that is easily torn by exposure to the storm, swayed by the wind blows and drenched even by a drop of water. Therefore, do not let her heart torn wounded by greeting painful because his heart is so soft, do not also let alone challenging real life because he comes from solitude by offering symmetric serenity and tranquility. Should not ever make her cry by the attitude disappointing, because usually cry remains imprint in the hearts even though the water is no longer wet eyelids.
The woman is a pearl. People need to dive deep to the bottom to get a real beauty. Therefore, look at her without unmasked undoubtedly apparent only momentary often able to fool the eye. People need to struggle along the waves, currents and withstand the challenge all the dangers in order to achieve it. And of course for that, one has to have enough stock so worthy and deserve the beautiful pearl.
The woman was half of a lost soul. Then one must look carefully, choose carefully, look carefully before making a soul mate. Because if it is wrong, he will not be a soul that can produce flowers of love, but a red spot to sow dissension. He will not be able to keep up, always opposite point of view so as not to provide comfort and harmony. He could not possibly be of one heart despite all the power mobilized to do so. And certainly he could not be a mirror yourself when careless or late.
Women have incredible power that never possessed the opposite sex better. That is the power of love, empathy and loyalty. With her love she strengthen the people who were with him, they arouse empathy that fell and loyalty timeless, not melting by the changes.
And women are the source of life. Who risked his life to a new life, which flowed from her breast milk turn. So that all the sacrifice was worth placing it in the glory of heaven, nor the grandeur of respect. No exaggeration anyway if the Prophet became a woman (Fatima) as the first person who would accompany him in heaven.
Fortunately I am not a singer ngetop that makes women and the extent of his love lyrics for the sake of profit. So it seemed in the eyes of a woman is only limited to flowers trimmer that can be thrown when no longer fun. Incidentally, I was also not a soap opera star who often idolized women. Because if I were them, of course 'pride' I was surrounded by beautiful women can be different meanings to my pride as a nobody.
Also good women who approached and surrounded me are not those who are willing to be treated not like flowers, pearls and there should not silky. Not a woman who threw herself in a puddle of humiliation cloaked in luxury and demands of the times. Unlike women who willingly trampled honor, ignoring the cries of his own heart, or even his inner contradictions. Also not the woman who killed his own conscience, so do not make those women who deserve respect, even by his own fruit.
And certainly, no one other than the women of this kind, will approach the man nobody like me, I also would not like to linger near them, much less proud.
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