Love Shielded Risue

birth of happiness

The doctor gave him a cue at times when Maryam could push. Several times paused due to weakness due to fatigue.

Bilal's hand held Maryam's two hands firmly. His lips whispered the words of encouragement. So that his wife could continue to fight.

The clear membrane clouded his view. Maryam took a deep breath and then she pushed back so hard that the baby's head was able to come out completely. The doctor looked up below smilingly waiting for the baby's head to spin for a moment then pulled it slowly.

"Baby boy has been born!" Exclaimed the doctor. Along with the cry of a loud-sounding baby. Shaking the soul of a husband and wife who are still happy.

"Allahu Akbar–" Bilal kissed his wife's forehead, and both cheeks did not forget he gave. "Darling, thank you..." Her crying could only come out then and there. While hugging the body of the wife who is still regulating her breath. Maryam's lips were happy, her eyes closed with tears.

Thank God, I have finally become a woman. I could conceive.I also gave birth to a child.

Maryam was deep, as if her pain had disappeared instantly. Change the happiness that he can not say other than giving thanks without stopping. A doctor placed the baby on his chest.

"IMD used to be the same mother, yes." said the doctor made Maryam open her eyes directly, reflexively hugging a tiny baby who began sucking the breast buds of the mother.

"Sayang–" he muttered in a still weak voice greeting the child.

Hand trembling. Her tears kept flowing down her cheeks. It still does not believe, the baby who is breastfeeding him is a child who has been craved. Many times Maryam kissed the head of the baby, where Bilal immediately closed the body part of his wife.

Because, even though the delivery room in a special message only women can enter. However, because the cold room made Bilal close the body of both in a blanket.

"Congratulations, Habib, and Miss Maryam." they congratulated him with their arms bowed in front of his chest.

"Thank you, Doc, Sus. For his help."

"Sama-sama–"

"My body has not come out like that" said Maryam Lirih.

"It's okay, Mom. It's just to stimulate it so that its ASI can also quickly come out."

Maryam nodded, then let the treatment and midwife there remove the placenta that was still inside.

"A'..." The call was clear, to the husband who still closed his eyes with one hand. He didn't make a sound from that moment. It was as if the relief made her unable to stop that sobbing sobbing sobbing. Bilal kissed the two in turn. His shoulders shook as the kiss landed on his little boy's head.

For a moment, he tried to stop it. Get ready to shout the Adhan near the right ear, then the Iqamah in the left ear. Her hand rubbed her baby's head gently. Bilal gave her a warm kiss.

"Oh Allah, son of Abi." Hugged both of them, then came back crying. He could not stem his Issues, until Ummi entered to look at them.

"MashaAllah–" Ummi kissed Maryam, giving thanks and thanks, because Maryam wanted to fight to give birth to flesh and blood from Bilal. They spoke with pleasure, until a nurse moved the baby to the table for a moment to measure the length and so on. After the baby is wrapped in bedong cloth.

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Time passes, because the labor process runs normally. Maryam stayed only one night.

In-house...

The room was neatly arranged, the baby cot was already there. On their bedside. Whereas before there was none, when did A'a buy it? Merr was just wondering in her mind without putting that importance.

"Sit down slowly. After this directly eat so that your ASI quickly out, yes," said Ummi who is still holding the baby boy.

"Yes, Mi." Maryam agreed while sitting slowly.

"It's really like Bilal when he was a baby, his face, his eyebrows. But her eyes are as rich as yours, a squinty tone." Ummi kissed those rosy cheeks with a feeling of affection. Merr chuckled.

"The baby's still not so visible, Mi."

"Yes, later when it's been in massage sometimes change." Ummi.

Before long Bilal came in carrying a tray containing a plate of rice, a bowl of vegetable leaves katuk, as well as a small plate containing fish, tofu, and tempe.

Meanwhile Ummi Isti put the baby into the baby. It seems he was not awake, making Ummi smile and then close the bed with a mosquito net.

"You eat first, gih... Ummi came out for a while to settle down in the living room," he said.

"Yes, Ummi. Thank you." Thank you."

"Either. Bilal, your wife is watching him eat a lot" he said, giving Mary a chuckle.

"You bought a cot?" Mary asked as her husband walked closer and grabbed her husband by the palm.

"Yes yesterday. Message to people and directly between you," he replied.

"No cost?"

"How expensive? People for our children, really."

"Yes.that means, right. The baby bed was not long. Oh, my dear."

"No papa, if we do not use we can love others. And again, one day if we have another baby it can be for his sister."

"I'm not sure I'll give it a sister."

"Why?"

"Getting just one really makes me happy. I'm grateful for the child's love for my condition."

"Well, you think it's always like that. Do not go before destiny..."

"Not predestined by fate, A'. The fact is that."

"A'a sure, after this we will be in hereditary love again. Even more than five!" said optimistically. Mary laughed when she heard it. "Why, don't you believe me?"

"Believe.believe..."

"Makanya, I don't ngizinin you KB. We should have another child after Yahya–" Bilal gave a lightning kiss on his lips that still widened his smile.

"Well, A'a still remember her vow?"

"Must remember, you're a voter. A'a himself will educate his religion later. Not anyone else."

"MashaAllah–"

"You should also be his best madrassa as well, huh." Bilal rubbed his wife's sweet lips with his thumb.

"inshaAllah–" he replied softly as he nodded.

Bilal smiled then turned his head to the side to take the rice on his plate.

"Now eat a lot, so that your ASI quickly out. My son should get good nutrition from his mother."

"Yes, yes, but bribes, yes."

"Haduh– use command. Though your husband is sensitive without waiting for it."

"Hehehe.. Yes, joking Father who is sensitive alert." The lead made Bilal laugh in response.

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I want more visual love, let me always be more ngenaaaaahhh.

Habib, come out for a second, yuk!👇

Cece too, yeah.👇

Uh, little Yahya. (think so yes 😅) 👇