Love Shielded Risue

when His grace precedes destiny.

A'a should have been more patient to check on Maryam's condition. However, his curiosity about the condition of the prospective child makes Bilal and Maryam already in front of the poly womb.

Fortunately, this morning the doctor allowed the nurse to remove the infusion needle stuck in her vein. After checking, Bilal was declared able to go home. While the Beben kang improved and after that waited for Bilal also Merr in the parking lot. They waited for the queue to be called inside.

After the two pregnant women entered, it was their turn. His face was enthusiastic, smiling widely waiting for the nurse to apply ultrasonic gel.

"Have you urinated, huh?" ask a doctor at the side of the bed.

"Yes, already. But so uncomfortable, mostly drink the water." replied Maryam while chuckling.

"No papa, just so quickly felt the desire to urinate. Otherwise, it won't be visible, bismillah..." The doctor starts attaching the device to his ultrasound to the surface of the lower abdomen. "Well, this is the fetal sac."

"MashaAllah–" Bilal was moved, although his form was not yet clear. Just like a regular circle.

"Alhamdulillah, healthy. There's no problem whatsoever."

"Alhamdulillah..." Maryam muttered, her hand held by Habib increasingly tightened. Both of them were focused on staring at the big screen in front. The doctor spoke explaining.

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Thirty minutes later, Bilal and Maryam came out with the results of his USG. They walked with beaming faces approaching their parked car.

"Have, Bib?"

"It's been.." she replied with a smile.

"Alhamdulillah, then are we going to the hotel now?"

"Yes... But, Kang Beben objected, if you have to stay overnight again?"

"No, really. I've told my wife too, and she understands."

"Thank you, Kang, sorry again."

"No papa, the important thing is that Habibnya is healthy first. Same with Teteh too. Congratulations on your pregnancy. Hope everything goes well."

"Aamiin, Kang." Maryam and Bilal agreed with a happy feeling.

***

In the evening, after Bilal and Maryam made a video call with Umm Isti they were ready to go to sleep. However, the usual thing they do is a conversation on a pillow.

Bilal rubbed his wife's stomach, lovingly. Like not believing, when finally given the most beautiful gift that is the child who is in the womb of the wife.

"The doctor said he was almost eight weeks old. So, you want two months?"

Maryam nodded, "yes..."

"You know what, we just found out?"

"Because I'm delaying to check. Fear of disappointment, A'..."

"When A'a said to go to Solo. Keep showing off the dimsum to me. I also want to eat kuotie. And then I ended up eating Debby, and then I vomited. I don't know how many times I've vomited to death."

"Yes Allah–" Bilal kissed his wife's hand.

"For him I saw the pregnancy test kit in the closet. I checked, just a prank. There's a line two." Maryam chuckles happily.

"MashaAllah– but Thank God. A'a very grateful. Finally our prayers are heard."

"That's what I'm surprised by. The doctor's verdict stated I was ninety-nine percent m*nn. I said the possibility of having children was almost nonexistent. But, apparently that day I saw the unexpected power of Allah SWT."

Bilal smiled, rubbing Maryam's face. The woman again shed her tears.

"A. This must be your prayer. Thank you, huh?"

"Prayer of you too, Yank..."

"But it seems like you're stronger. You're like sure continue, even pushing me to be sure too. And now, all answered. I'm happy A'. After all these years, finally someone will really call me Ummi. That's really coming out of my womb."

"Can't believe it, right? Will not be able to match the power of Allah SWT? Prayer with that confidence can bring grace that will precede our destiny. That's why we're asked to be sure when we pray."

"Yes A'. I'm so moved again. When Ummi cried when he told me about my pregnancy."

"Yes, Ummi is very happy. Just so worried because you're here."

"What's important said the doctor is not papa. I'm healthy, the fetus is also."

"Yes, Yank. Anyway now, we're trying to keep this trust. You read more of the Qur'an, yes. More khatamnya in a month."

"Yes, baby, it will work."

"After this stop nulis, focus rest."

"Don't, it's just for the side."

"So sometimes you're a fusser. Likes to stay up too, right?"

"Hehehe.not every day, yank."

"You were A'a talking?"

"Yesa. yes. inshaAllah, Merr nurut."

"Over seminar outside. Just limit it. Don't do too much work."

"Who is my husband" answered Maryam, where Bilal immediately gave a kiss on the forehead. While rubbing the wife's stomach. Mumbled saying a prayer, then closed with a kiss on the stomach.

"Healthy, my wife. Thank you, for growing the seedlings I planted," he said gently. Maryam nodded with a smile.

Slowly Bilal approached his face, then landed a kiss on his lips gently and lovingly. Longing makes them feel at home, making out in a dimly lit room. Although only that, but with the intensity of a long time. Until Maryam felt sleepy, Bilal just stopped his activities. Close two buttons on the chest of the wife.