Love Shielded Risue

the unexpected guest

At home, they were all busy making food for the preparation of the event that would be in the house.

Ummi Isti and mothers who used to help him cook if there was a order to keep only preparing rice boxes complete with vegetables and side dishes. While snacking wet snacks they message from others.

In between his work, Ummi saw his son-in-law was about to move a large plastic package containing brown sugar that had just been delivered by someone. Like panic, Ummi immediately exclaimed. With the usual sound intonation. Because Isti is never high-pitched when speaking.

"Eh... Merrs! you don't lift it up." Isti.

"Why Ummi?" Maryam's hand was still holding the plastic tip that had not been lifted. Slightly surprised as Ummi suddenly exclaimed.

"Weight, it's ten kilos. Don't-don't!"

"Just narik. Shifted slightly. You see, Merr wants to help Ms. Muning peel the potatoes in that corner."

"Oh, no. Even in a drag tetep brings pressure to your stomach. Mending a break. Later ketapean–"

"Cape with Ummi. Maryam did not do anything."

"Not thinking about this job. Huuuh, his grave.profit has not been lifted," Ummi spoke while stroking the chest. Relieved. Merr laughed a little. "Fear like yesterday, you'll have a chance. No, yes. mending a break. It's eleven o'clock. Maybe Bilal'll be home soon, too."

"Emmm, yes..." Merr walked towards the sink, to wash her hands. Just according. If Ummi or A' Bilal become more possessive. Before long he heard the sound of a car horn in front.

"No, definitely Bilal" said Ummi. Merr himself smiled he immediately stepped out while rubbing his stomach which now began to look a little bloated.

Slowly Merr opened the door, seeing two unexpected people. Come to his residence.

"MashaAllah–" murmured Maryam silently. The feeling of happiness just came out. Like an unexpected surprise.

"Assalamualaikum.." said a narrow-eyed man who was covered in glasses, along with a woman with short hair as ears.

"Alaikum–" Merr smiled sumringah, when he found his brother in Bandung coming. "Yohan Ko? Ce Gita, my goodness."

"How are you, Maryam?" Ko Yohan grabbed his sister's body with one hand wrapped in a feeling of longing and pleasure. Especially when he knew his youngest sister was finally pregnant. Maryam herself smiled, as her brother increasingly eloquently called her Maryam instead of Merry anymore.

"Alhamdulillah. Koko, and Cece himself how? I'm up speechless." Maryam chuckled before turning to hug her sister-in-law. "Cece, my goodness? Cece's healed?"

"It's Merr..."

(Ce Brigitta gives thanks for the speech according to the religion he professed. But the author did not write, afraid you are not comfortable when said when reading it 😊)

"Thank God– I was worried when Debby returned to Bandung for almost a month for a mannequin Cece who could not walk. I haven't been there myself, Cece is here..."

Brigitta chuckles. "No papa, Cece knows because you're pregnant young. It is also risky to travel far. What matters now is fine."

Merr mangosteen after muttering MashaAllah. "Look yuk Ce, ko."

"thank you. This we did not bring anything to come," said Ce Brigitta took over a beautiful parcel containing dozens of pcs of milk pie from her husband's hand and handed it to Maryam.

"Kok bother anyway, Ce." Maryam. "You guys want to come here already, I'm the one."

"No papa, you will have to snack a lot, let the fetus in your womb be happy." replied Brigitta while laughing softly. Merr was the same, responding with laughter.

"Eh, there's guest–" Isti came out with his face already covered in a veil. Because he heard Maryam's voice speak with a sumringah tone. Plus the voices of two people who seemed to be strangers.

"Mom– how are you?" Madame Brigitta approached while extending her hand. While Isti immediately took office then pulled slowly giving a hug.

"I'm good, how's my own mother? I heard I was sick yesterday?"

"Yes, my uric acid was high. Until my left leg swelled up to the calf. That's why we can't walk."

"Yes Allah– now how?" Isti sympathizes.

"Udah is kind of delicious. It's good to be able to walk even if you have to be careful."

"Thank God then. Let's sit down first." Isti and Brigitta were still embracing each other's waists. Walk together and sit on the couch.

"Habib Bilal, where?" Ask John.

"A'a again attends ta'lim's invitation. Because they had ordered in advance to present him at their event. That's why it can't be canceled" Merr replied.

"Is that so? No papa, noble work. Isn't that right, Miss Anisa?"

"inshaAllah–" he replied, narrowing his eyes, smiling.

"Shop here on purpose or at Debby's and Rumi's?" ask Maryam curious.

"Yes.willing to see you here. In addition to wanting to know the news of my sister who is pregnant. This is also because Alzah who has not been to Bandung for two months. When on the phone, he replied asking for Opah and her replacement Omnah to come. Eh.. he did not know that his Opah was already a heavy miss, Be we who come really to Jakarta, all the streets." The thick body shook slightly from laughing.

"MashaAllah–" Maryam laughed angrily at Alzah's adorable voice calling her grandfather to come here.

"Time in Bandung. The boy taught me njai, masa. he said opah should be able to pay like his grandfather in Magelang. Wear the sarong with Koko too." John laughed again. Yes, however, the child does not understand if his grandfather in Bandung different beliefs.

"Then how?" ask Maryam.

"I followed, the boy taught what was that? Arabic letters. Iqro, huh?"

"Iya–" Maryam replied with a laugh.

"That's what he said; opah is not a printer in Azah teaching, he said. Haha."

"MashaAllah, Alzah emang, yes."

"But happy anyway, he was a lot of talk, although sometimes lost also with his son Gallen. It's a whiny but gemesin."

"Hahaha–" they laughed in response to the chattering of Mr. John who was very fond of talking. Before long one of the middle-aged women who used to help at Ummi Isti's house came out. Serving drinks and snacks.

Furthermore the chatter got warmer when A'a had just arrived. Just before Adzan Dzuhur reverberated. When the prayer time arrived they were allowed to leave the husband and wife for a moment to worship. A few minutes later. The conversation was back on the line, though not for long. The two of them went to Deborah's house.

Actually Isti kept them from going, and ate first. But the two insisted on going back to Deborah's house.