Love Shielded Risue

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As the day changed, Arshila visited Merr and decided to stay the night with Daffa. Surely the woman had permission first with her husband. Because Dayat is on duty for more than one week in Pekanbaru. Be, he lets Shila stay one night at his best friend's house.

Arriving at mary's house. Merr is ready, because they intend to shop together to one of the nearest department stores. While pushing the trolley, Arshila and Maryam pick out the ingredients they will cook for dinner.

"Happy, I can shop with you. And could spend the same night as you again." Enthusiastic, Shila put two packs of Enoki mushrooms, as well as one container of sitake mushrooms.

"Yes, thank God that your husband is good, allowing you to stay at my house. Tomorrow we take the yuk study."

Arshila. "Merr, grab a cheese Snack too, make our friend chat.

"Okay..." They walked again closer to the shelves of Snacks from various brands. "So this is enough?" Maryam lifted two large parcels.

"Feed!" arshila replied, while Maryam immediately put her two packs of Snacks into the trolley.

after shopping, they immediately went home, because time was almost in time Dzuhur.

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After the prayers and lunch, Merr made something in the kitchen. Squeezed orange ice, his favorite and also Shila used to be a girl and lived nearby.

"Wuiiihhh. iced orange." The curly-haired woman suddenly stood on Maryam's left side.

"Have your son slept?"

"Udah, he's a rich man. Especially it's a little fussy."

Maryam smiled, she poured a little into a glass and then thrust it on Arshila who immediately received, then drank it.

"No boy?"

"Enak, really big. Aseeem... too."

Maryam laughed "I added lime..."

"Well, pantesan added seger Merr." Drink it again until it runs out. "So remember the time we came home from college we liked this orange stick in the back of my house. For the sake of not snacking on ice as a thirst quench when the heat is scorching."

Maryam nodded in excitement. "We're drinking this next to the house, yuk. It's cold in there."

"Hayuuukk..." In the spirit, Shila brought a cake, and Maryam brought a teapot of squeezed orange ice and also two empty glasses.

Next to the house, there is a terrace with two benches in the middle of which there is a small table. Shady trees make heat unable to hit directly. On the contrary, the breeze rippled. Make the heat cool.

They don't wear the hijab, because the area is covered. There was no one else in the house anyway, so there was no need to worry.

The haircut that escaped from her pigtail belonging to Shila swayed in the breeze. He nodded again, his orange ice was dulled.

"Merr, you feel at home? Can you stay alone gini, for years?" Arshila put down the glass. "I mean, more of a sense of courage. Not afraid of the night, is it?"

"Fear what? a ghost? inshaAllah I always set Al Baqarah murrotal every day. Satan is afraid of those close to God, isn't he?"

"that's right, but exactly that's not it anyway? If there's a bad guy, how about it?"

"inshaAllah, I believe that Allah will protect me Shil" answered Maryam. Shila smiled, silent for a moment before continuing the conversation.

"Merr?"

"I heard you rejected someone else's proposal again, huh?"

Maryam's eyebrows shot up. "Know where?"

"From Holy Ummi, yesterday I went to the orphanage. Not intentionally talking to you. But don't get me wrong, talking about it is more about respecting you. We love you, Merr..."

Maryam smiled and nodded slowly, once. He believed in his best friend.

"Why are you still afraid of getting married again? Don't gini dong Merr. I want to hear happy news about you."

"I'm not afraid of Shil. I have always told you that I am truly happy with this status. That's not enough, is it?"

"Obviously not enough, beautiful. Iiih!" Shilla grumbled, making Maryam laugh. "I mean, try to think ahead. Don't go into the past. You need a companion, Merr. Want a lifetime, alone?"

Maryam fell silent, enjoying the orange in her glass.

"Merr, your happiness won't be enough on your own. Yeah I know, you always say. 'I'm not alone, Shil! There is a God, but you are a woman, you must have a companion too. In order not to be a continuous slander."

Maryam was silent. Thinking about what, he obviously just listened to the words of his best friend.

"Merr?" Shila touched his hand, making Maryam turn her head. "Come dong, open your heart. For whom, make peace with the past. So that your life is much more colorful."

"I'm trying, but I can't."

"Yes, accept what you think is most appropriate."

Maryam was stunned, indeed there was a point with what Arshila said. But back then, he had no intention of remarrying. Still enjoying the solitude of the moment. Which he thinks makes him a lot calmer.

***

Merr stared fixedly at the screen of her phone. Read a beautifully arranged word sequence. A DM (Direct message) from the man who has the title Habib, makes Maryam instantly stunned.

I thank you and apologize for disrespectfully asking two people to talk to you. Isn't that a good way, to find an intermediary to convey my goodwill towards you.

I've heard the answer, and I don't mind your decision. Everyone has the right to choose and decide what he will take in his life. Especially the problem of soul...

Ukhti I want to talk. Just wanted to share one science about accepting destiny in a prejudiced way.

Being good is not just about accepting flaws or maybe bad destiny. That's good, indeed. But it also does not make you continue to lament it by assuming lack is a defect, so it does not deserve happiness

God never fails to create anything. Neither is he normal in physical or psychic form though. Sometimes, from the lack it seems to even bring good wisdom for us. So, never think; your shortcomings will bring you back to the same slump. Man will never fall into the same pit if He believes that God is with him.

Maryam sighed, smiling at the grim stickers Bilal sent her at the end.

Very silly in taste. Because at his present age, he realized it would be inappropriate for him to feel the baper just because of a series of words from a young man.

Yeah, good young man... Merr praised honestly. Because as long as he knows, although at first glance the man is always giving a polite impression to anyone, especially women. He seems to appreciate a woman, especially women from the elderly.

Merr came out of the application, it was felt that he did not need to reply, because surely habib understood. If you reply to a message with a non-muhrimnya it is not good.