A Different Heaven

Surrender to Destiny

Water rattles sounded from outside the window. Cold weather increases the temperature of the room to become cooler. Angga woke up when a blow hit his face, followed by a shrill voice that made his eyes open perfectly.

Sunday now turned into a month, Shafiyah was allowed to go home after a month in the hospital to ensure her organ function was working properly. His body has begun to contain even though he was born prematurely and without consuming ASI. His cheeks poked up the brackish stew.

This is now the custom of Angga and Rena. The two took turns keeping watch in the middle of the night to give the three-month-old baby milk.

Shafi wakes up every night, like a natural alarm for his parents to perform a third of the night.

Angga immediately grabbed Shafi before the tiny baby woke up his mother. Rena must be tired too. Now Shafi is his top priority. A day without babysister Rena looking after Shafi.

Of course Angga does not need to build Rena. He will give milk to the Shafi.

Rena has prepared milk powder according to the dose in a baby pacifier bottle, so Angga just give him hot water plus a little cold water. He held the Shafi with one hand while the other held a milk bottle.

His body moved swaying the little baby until it calmed down and closed its eyes again spending the rest of the milk in the pacifier. After making sure Shafi fell asleep again. Angga kissed the cute baby's chubby cheeks, kissed his nose slowly and then put the tiny body plan in a baby box.

Angga returned to bed without Shafi mediating for him.

He saw the beautiful face of the wife who slept without burden. Women who are not tired of accompanying him even though he was once blessed.

A soft hand suddenly touched Angga's chest. Angga gripped the hand, bringing his face closer to his head to align with the woman. Angga smelled the sweet aroma of the woman's hair beside him, thus making the woman's eyes open half-consciously.

“Udah dawn?” asked the woman to stretch her hand.

“Not yet it's three o'clock in the morning,” Angga reply.

“Oh... Shafi?” his eyes immediately rounded not finding a tiny baby beside him.

“Udah in his box. Finish drinking milk further bobo again,” bright Angga relaxed.

Rena breathed a sigh of relief while confirming her hair tie. “Why not wake up Rena.”

Angga grabbed his wife's waist. Imprisoned Rena's body with both hands. “Adek must be tired all day take care of Shafi,” said Angga while peeping his wife's cheek.

Rena smiled sweetly towards her husband. Always so, Angga never woke Rena when he felt he could overcome the problem of Shafi who woke up at night.

“Mumpung Shafi sleep we can pray tahajud, Mas take ablution first.” Rena loosened her husband's embrace.

“No other worship first, mumpung mattress loose,” goda Angga.

Rena immediately grabbed her husband's ear. “This! Wudhu sana hus ..” Rena pushed again the body of her husband who was engrossed in chuckling because suskes made Rena blush.

Angga landed a kiss on Rena's cheek before finally going to the bathroom to take ablution.

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Rena leaned her head on her husband's shoulder after performing tahajud prayers together. The two looked at Shafi soundly in his box. Shafi was used to waking up at dawn in the houses of God. Waiting for a few more minutes, the little baby will cry.

“The eyes look like Celin,” exclaims Rena breaking the silence.

Angga grabbed Rena's hand tightening her hand.

“But De, never thought to turn away from the mas even though there are other men out there who might be able to give more everything than Mas.”

Rena woke up from her husband's shoulder. Staring at her husband with clinging, her right hand held her husband's rough cheeks because the brew had started to grow.

“Opportunities for us two must be Mas, not only Mas but Rena is the same. But when we can keep our eyes down, guard our hearts and fear the torment of God. Rena is very sure no matter how big the opportunity it will certainly never happen anything.”

Angga grabbed his wife's body, he hugged Rena even tighter. The man regretted ever putting a speck of suspicion on the loyalty of the wife who had burned his anger.

Rena tried to loosen her husband's embrace. “Again Mas once said, marriage is the longest worship as long as we live and will continue to reach his heaven. After Mas said a promise to God over Rena, from then on Rena also vowed to be devoted to Mas until death will separate us.”

“Thousands of thanks and sorry may not be able to match the patience adek,” said Angga caught both cheeks of his wife. “Once again thank you Dek, have been patient to face Mas in the midst of problems that continue to come to our household.”

Rena nodded. Patience and sincerity shape him to be someone more grateful.

It all came back the way it should, but it's never going to be the same again. There are a lot of memories that always remind you. One of them was his little angel.

Rena just wants to be more mature than ever. Because they have been through bad times. His household had managed to "face the storm", he had already proved there was a great power within him that kept him afloat.

Perhaps the presence of Shafiyah has become a record of his destiny. The beautiful angel brought her own color to the wound that was almost drying out. He will never know what will happen tomorrow or the next day. He hopes that in the future there will only be happiness for his household.

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DONE IT.

Thank God Ei can breathe freely!

With all the knowledge that Ei has. Ei managed to finish this story to the end.

Ei is quite self-aware this story is still far from decent word as reading material. There are too many flaws in this story. But how happy Ei is because he can flip through the hearts of readers with various comments that Ei read without anyone missing a single one.

This story Ei wants to do it with a different point of view. Ei is trying to make all the figures here run polygamous marriages according to sharia. Despite the many inner conflicts here. Because basically like Rena, no woman who wants to be in honey or Angga, will not be able to be fair in polygamy.

When Ei publishes on this platform. Ei must be ready for all reader perceptions. Someone must like someone who doesn't. Someone agrees or no one. Ei ridho with the rating of the beloved reader with this story ️.

Hopefully it can be taken the good and hit the bad.

Once again thank you beloved reader already like, comment and send a vote or gift that always makes Ei excited to up

It's not completely finished yet Dear is still what Epilogue ........ Wait yes until really ending 😘😘😘😘😘

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His future wife Farhan was wrong

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