BLACK PEARL'S
CHAPTER 64
بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم
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Since coming home from the hospital, my husband has become overprotective and possessive, he treats me as if I were a glass that breaks easily. I'm happy of course because he's so attentive to our baby Chio. One week after my sick leave, I went back to work at the office. And what astonished me was that the actions of all the employees who bowed respectfully from me going in to my workroom, and I felt so strange that everyone in my office speaking formally to me made me uncomfortable, even Dika teammate who has a level of lameness that certainly can make you laugh and your stomach hurts because of too much laughter, so stiff and apologizing for having made my husband lelocon.
And it made me wonder at their behavior I didn't like to be treated like that, I felt far away from them my teammates, they also came to the hospital to visit, to visit… and I realized when they saw Brother Rys there too. And sure enough they would have known. Finally I asked Dika to tell me why everyone like that to me it was not just a hospital incident but sister Rys who announced our own marriage in the meeting room because she did not accept her own child in the child out of wedlock well, so everyone knows, and I asked my devici friends not to treat me that way and they agreed.
And now I'm sitting on the family room couch, busy snacking on baby's favorite fruit salad strawberry and blue berry. Accompanied by a glass of baby's favorite smoothies from almond \+ avocado \+ honey. Blended to soft and finished. Yes I just sit at home since my husband the forced situation has made a letter of resignation since my stomach has increased soaring in the age of 7 months. Yes you know how hard I wake up if I've been sitting like this, it's difficult to put on my own socks to sweat as if running a marathon, especially when sitting tight, especially when sitting clean, the stomach went up and made it a little harder to breathe. Therefore my husband who is so understanding to dismiss his own wife impliedly.
... “nah you guys are full yet?” I asked, well besides that I've been eating a lot lately and the Dance doctor said my normal bb is not excessive so I have to maintain healthy snacks and smoothies for babys. ...
I giggled as I felt a compact kick from inside there, just being as compact as this let alone later. yap they are always agile especially at night making the bunda is often back and forth the bathroom and invited to stay up late. As a result, his father also stayed up late while elucidating and reciting surah until they were calm along with his father and his mother who was tepar. hihi.
“you want to play with mother?” my question, then covering my stomach with both hands, they responded by giving a wave of love.
“okey while waiting for dad to come home?” my question, when mentioning the name of the father alone they have kicked strongly proved from the bulge alternately in my stomach, ck seems to be the son of the father.
I don't care about Lena's sister and Maggie's aunt who's been working in the kitchen, which since I was pregnant I rarely do anymore because of what the father-to-be forbid, because he was afraid that his wife was tired while I just sat all day. Okay so for pregnant women sit also work.
I pressed my stomach on the left side they kicked at that part, then pressed gently on the right side they started punching I felt it and it was a bit long printed clear in my stomach.
“masyaallah want to salim mother ya...” said I haru, touch the protruding surface with affection, as if scrambling inside there to touch me powerless to hold a laugh, they are adorable.
“oke now we play with fruit.” I said, I lean back sofa until I half lie down, my hands are already holding 3 strawberries that are large and red tempting. Putting it on the surface of my stomach with distance. O Allah and I are amazed at the behavior of those who point out the surface of my stomach right at the fruit I put. I giggled with my cry until I felt an old kiss on my head. When I was about to wake up the burly hand held my shoulder, he turned to sit next to me he smiled amusedly at my behavior.
“assalamu’alaikum.” his greetings make me smile. My stomach is naked because you know I play, meaning a knee-length shirt is special pregnant women I bend, underneath I wear pants pregnant women.
“from earlier I said hello greetings. And finally I know why it was answered again fun ngajakin babys Chio main.” he said to make me smile silly, well sorry not accidentally Mr. husband’.
“ayah jealous loh.” he said but his face was radiant when he saw the bulge on my stomach. His hands shook as he touched the surface.
“baby’s Chio is always sensitive if his father comes home directly called. gemes deh mother.” said I could not resist the anxiety I vent it with a grip of his muscular arms that I am sure my squeeze will not feel. We play with baby’s Chio inside. Sometimes we laugh when they respond, until finally they do not respond again maybe they are tired, I feel my stomach is also calm means they are sleeping.
... Three nights, finish praying. As usual, Rys will turn to face me and his hand caresses my pelut gently one of his hands he turned and recited Surah Al – Imran, where the Prophet Imram alaihisalam was, pray to Allah to be given a child who shalah and pious as his successor to fight in the path of Allah subhanahu wata’ala....
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...“O my Fall, I declare to you the child in whom I am conceived to be a righteous servant and to serve, receive (nazzar) from me. Verily you are all-knowing and I ask for protection for him and his descendants to (maintenance) you of the damned devil.” (QS AL-IMRAN :35 – 36)...
... “God give me from your side a good offspring. Indeed, you are hearing a request (prayer). (QS AL –IMRAN :38)...
... “My fall has made me and my grandchildren the ones who continue to pray. Our fall please allow my prayer.”(QS. ELIZABETH :40)...
... Which wife will not cry if her husband prays for the good of his children. It's a romantic thing more than anything. And the last touch she kissed gently my stomach caused a wave of love from there....
... “you women or men later. Dad just ask your god born healthy and complete.and make the greatest mujahid ummah a true apostle.” Whisper before moving away from my stomach. And it is time we as parents introduce the words of God in this holy book. We murajaah surah Ibrahim. somehow I like this surah and another surah Muhammad. I read it every time Quetime with this belly baby. If the father is busy making a living. When not pregnant and she has migrated every sleep she will always read me surah-surah al-qur’an before going to sleep, and now the personnel listen to the voice of both in reciting these verses of Allah increased by three....
... ‘sby my inner nak’ with do’a which is indeed my greatest hope....
...Don't forget your support, my friend......
...Jazakallah......
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