Love Shielded Risue

mary's simple wishes

After his three-day work in Ponorogo was completed. Bilal again attended an event that brought him to Ustadz Akhri in the next two months.

Bilal greeted with a sense of brotherhood. Without thinking who he was before. Throw away the bad prejudices that sometimes poison his mind and heart.

The hand shook warmly, his body also hugged Ustadz Akhri tightly.

"Barakallah... healthy, Bib?"

"Alhamdulillah... MashaAllah, tabarakallah healthy Ustadz. How's antum?"

"Healthy Alhamdulillah..."

"Alhamdulillah, does it seem more radiant?"

"Ah, the hell time?" Akhri laughs.

"Truly, the aura."

"Haha... MashaAllah, just feel happy when you can see Antum again after a few months of not seeing."

"MashaAllah, moved. What about the kids, how are you?"

"Alhamdulillah as well."

"Thankful then."

"Yes, emm... antum child himself how? Can you do what?"

"Many things, start to rumble as well. Haha..."

"Thank God, be active?"

"Yes, Tadz. Thank goodness."

"Rep, Bib. I want to ask for his prayer."

"Pray for what."

Akhri smiled. "inshaAllah, next Sunday I will have a wedding at the mosque Abdul Aziz."

"Allahu Akbar... serious?"

"Yes, Alhamdulillah. With the eldest daughter of Gus Wahyudi."

"MashaAllah. I pray that everything goes well until H day."

"Aamiin, thank you for Bib."

"Together..."

"And one more, if you don't mind. Antum can attend my wedding, I invite you here."

"Oh. inshaAllah, I try to be present. Hopefully not clashing with other schedules."

"Aamiin. shukron khatsiron Bib for his time."

"Afwan, Ustadz." Bilal glanced at his watch for a moment, "then excuse me to go home. It's getting late afternoon too. I'm happy with this news."

***

Back to the night saying hello.

Merr had just finished breastfeeding Yahya, the child was still sleeping in the same room but in a different bed. He also closed his mushaf. Because Bilal always advises, when breastfeeding the child as much as possible while carrying the Qur'an or just bersholawat. So that the child is accustomed to listening to the Words of God.

"A'a what are you doing, anyway? From now on so cool hold a cell phone?" Merr approached and sat down by her husband's side.

"Here, I'm making a prize quiz in the story, Yank. Apparently that responds a lot."

"Oh..." Merr. Then look at her husband. "A'..."

"Hmm?" Bilal answered without looking.

"A'a why the hell, almost never post our photos?"

"What's the photo posting for, Yank?"

"Yes, women are happy if the photo is posted with their partner."

Bilal lowered his phone, looking at Merr's face looking down while rubbing the bed sheet with his index finger.

"Does A'a have to be happy to let my wife's photos become public consumption?"

"No, not our photo. As a way you show your affection to me."

"Oh Allah..have I not shown it to you all this time?"

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean kufr. Sometimes as a normal woman, I would love to post photos of our togetherness that might look romantic. Especially if you are the one who posts, right me as a woman there will certainly be a sense of happiness."

Bilal rubbed Maryam's head, gently stroking her long hair.

"A'a occasional post too, right?"

"Not much, tuh. even very rarely, so rarely until rich does not exist because buried other photos. After that A'a also banned me from posting on my own account."

"Yank, A'a it always says. Nowadays many people post content togetherness with a partner. The good thing, it might make people learn then follow with their own halal partner. But the bad thing? We never know what Yank is, what the intentions of people out there are like. It could be that there are people who are happy, there could be people who hate it because of envy. Yes, if only with the mind, if to do extreme things like magic? Nauzubillah..."

"Yes," he mumbled.

"Again, you know that in A'a's account there is an Akhi you know yourself. Should we show you a photo of our affection? Fortunately what, Yank?"

True too, A'a and He will follow each other. –Merr implied.

"Now, mending do not need to have the mind to follow other couples. Do not feel I never post photos or videos of our togetherness just because I do not love. Don't do it, Yank. Otherwise, baby, I might not marry you. Aren't you?"

"Yes, A'..."

"Enough intimacy is only we feel. Only we know how far we have come. Other people do not need to know, if A'a love you, and vice versa. Because there are many hearts that sometimes can not withstand the feeling of the irish, which leads to a sense of kufr towards their own partner."

"Astagfirullah al'azim, sorry A'..."

Bilal smiles. He kissed the wife's forehead. "Yes, A'a got it. Sometimes you have such a desire, because indeed the woman's character wants others to know that she is treated like a queen by her partner. But for A'a's wife, don't. It's enough that we feel, others don't need to know" he explained in a soft tone. Merr nodded with a smile, before closing her eyes as her husband approached her face, putting their lips together.

the conversation then ended with the relationship of the two in bed. fortunately Yahya slept well so that Abi and his Ummi could finish their affairs without interference...