Love Shielded Risue

grasping happiness

During the trip from Solo to Jakarta. A'a really paid attention to his wife. Either his sitting position, the clothes he was wearing, also a snack. Like this time, when they rested in one of the rest areas.

"No seals? Want to add another pillow? The AC's less cold, huh? You're rich in dry."

"A', my goodness. I'm just hamil– a very rowed question?"

"Low his name is also worried. Anyway A'a wants you to be comfortable, long trip because..."

"I'm worried about you just getting out of the hospital. Mending you in the middle, can fall asleep."

"Have you, Yank. A'a very relaxed...! you don't want what to do, do you?"

"What snack? Sajen for me has a lot of this– hadeehhh," he replied making Bilal laugh.

"I like it when my pregnant mother gets fat."

"Heeemmm, this disease."

"Tentire disease."

"Yes make me fat, so I have a reason to look slim."

"Loh, I like it when it's fat, baby."

"Ooh... like it fat? Means all this time can not keep the same view that contains dong, huh?"

"Astagfirullah, wrong again–"

"You've been talking about it."

"It means, if you're fat I like, you're skinny I like. That's a very sensi Bumil this one–"

"Huuuu!"

"Udah yuk to the mosque. We pray first..."

"Yep–"

Both stopped that unimportant debate. Then walk together to the place of worship in the rest area. After lunch because they left this morning after the dawn prayer.

The next trip was well taken. Thanks to the toll road. The travel time is shorter.

The car has arrived in front of the house. Bilal gave thanks while praying for a moment, then rubbed his face. He looked back, after kang Beben came out. At see Maryam is still sleeping soundly in the middle cabin maybe because it is so comfortable, making it not felt if the car has stopped.

Before long his body moved, his eyes blinked. Looking towards the husband who was hugging the steering chair back, on the side. His lips smiled greeting the empress who had just awoken.

"How, Madam? Sleep well? At this time we have arrived at the destination–" Bilal behaved like a cabin maid.

Merr rubbed her eyes and then moved. "I don't think it's up to–"

"Where do you want to feel? sleep on a car mattress, use a blanket, bend a pillow, ears on a headset sumpel as well. Hemmmz... heaven really tuh–"

Maryam chuckles. "And this is based on your travel protocol. Which makes me comfortable on purpose."

"Yes, deh–" Bilal relented. Then look towards the middle-aged woman who was walking in a hurry approaching the car. Merr smiled and opened the car door.

"Allahu Akbar...! Allah Akbar...!" he hugged Maryam's body. "Why not tell me you're pregnant, Merr? Ummi can't sleep thinking about your condition."

"Tuh– angrily, Mi," said Bilal provoked. Merr herself just chuckled.

"Oh Allah, let's not say papa tetep Ummi worried," he said as he rubbed Maryam's stomach. Then he looked at Bilal who had just come down. "How are you? why did he faint? What did you eat?"

Ummi kissed her son's cheek with a feeling of worry.

"Actually my eating is regular, it's just fatigue. Just the same afternoon do not eat rice just snacking. My medicine was missing, so that's it. Ummi knew for himself that it was relapsing."

"Yes Allah– take care of your diet well, do not be haphazard! Like ngeyel anyway if in sayin–"

"Tell me, Mi– is mad at me." Maryam replied with a provoking tone and did not want to lose to Bilal earlier. While the retorted one just pressed the tip of his own nose mocking Maryam, not caring. Ummi laughed, his hands gently rubbed into his two condensed eyes. He was happy because they were both okay.

"Udah on getting in there, some keep resting. Farah and Aiman will come here too" he said."

"Oh, yeah.. nginep, right?" ask Bilal enthusiastically.

"Nginep anyway, it's up to three nights. Aiman is going to Bali."

"MashaAllah, it's nice that Farah can sleep here for a long time" said Maryam. Merr is happy if her sister-in-law stays. They can do a lot of things at night and during the day.

Ummi smiles. He rubbed Mary's stomach again. "Merr, Ummi was making a sauerkraut of mangoes, you know."

"Is she?" Maryam.

"Yes, Ummi put it in the fridge. Would you like to take her to the room?"

"Geez, there's no need for Ummi. Let Merr eat out. But want to taste now anyway, little."

"Bole– yuk, we eat pickled. In the past–" Ummi embraces the back of Maryam step first leaving Bilal who is still standing there with a happy smile.

MashaAllah, it is good to see my two bidadis very close. Though out there I often receive curses of friends who complain about the relationship of their wives and mothers.

But I'm grateful it didn't happen to my wife and mother. Although I never knew what their hearts were like. Which must have harbored disappointment with each other.

Bilal breathed a happy breath. He resumed his steps. While Kang Beben started working out some of the ones still left in the car.

Bilal's steps stopped when he arrived at the bottom end of his steps. Look for a moment toward the kitchen when you hear Maryam's laughter and cheerful chattering that is not as usual.

The curious Bilal immediately paused his intention to go to the room, and chose to peek at the two of them in the kitchen.

"Enaaaaac..." Maryam. Eating that Asian crazily.

"Enak, huh?"

"Great son. Pickled by Ummi mah.. top!" Merr held out both of her thumbs. Makes Ummi laugh in response. Bilal himself was the same, he smiled as he touched his chest.

Allah... I just found out, if Maryam seems to be that sweet? All this time he looked stiff...

Bilal remained silent by the door. Remember, that soon even four years of age marriage with Maryam.

All this time he knew Maryam as an introverted woman but still tried to blend well, closed humble nature. And, at this time it seems to disappear all the fences that make Mary's heart feel restricted.

The wife began to show her sweet side like an ordinary woman. He who is usually quiet more often as a listener becomes more detached from expressing his happiness.

Bilal looks happy. It was reflected by his smile that kept on flashing.

I will embrace this happiness. Keep your beautiful smile there. I tried to block the black cloud from coming again. Hiding your precious light. I will not allow your love to return sheltered in worry.

Bilal continued his steps, returning to the room. His body today is very tired, but he will still wait for Maryam in the room does not want to go straight to sleep.