Love Shielded Risue

problems in the Maya world

The lifeblood of the world is indeed a lot of plot twist. There is so much that cannot be guessed in this life. But not only wrong things become wrong without the end as well as good things.

Not only He who is a sinner must get his punishment directly. While the good get happiness constantly.

Reality in life, the world is spinning. Good, bad, happy, sad? All side by side, spinning continuously nonstop. Meet us in turns.

Maryam's last post on her social media account. At one third the night before.

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When the sky was clear, Maryam checked the comments. This time it seems like more notifications are coming in, even DMs are suddenly flocking in.

Maryam put a coffee cup next to her laptop, she has not yet written out of curiosity with the sudden notification of that much.

"Kok tumben my post many comments?" Maryam opens. Yang was instantly shocked by the number of tags for himself.

Si A: "Assalamualaikum, Sister Maryam. Is it true that brother's writing is a real life story of brother. And Maryam's ex-husband is Ustadz_AkhriZulkarnaen?"

Si B: [sir, post Ummi_Niaaaa. Not exactly what the writer meant by rising up that brother. If so, say the novel sister's story sister Maryam herself, dong. Wahh. if so, the wicked woman is his wife Ustadz_AkhriZulkarnaen. No one thought as good as he was ever polygamous for the sake of wanting to have children.]

Si C: "Is this really what the author meant by his ascension is sister MaryamChwa? It seems true, yes. There is no need for us to open our wounds to take the sympathy of others. Because God knows how to give vengeance to Him who zholimi but never feel wrong. Sister Maryam was too silent, and now the problem is soaring even from the cause of the problem itself. Viralkan... Guys!"*

*(Author record; do not copy. Spreading the news is not good. Because our fall is the same as taking part in the sin of spreading the bad news. And it's sin, Allah SWT does not like such a story.This is just a story so take the good side, bad enough to be taught.).

Maryam silenced her mouth, she did not expect it to be this many.

"Oh Allah.. Why be a gini?" Soon he touches Nia's account name and goes in there. I'm locked so he can't see the post. The story seems to have been deleted. Because empty is nothing.

Mary's shaking her head, she's out again. Read some of the comments sent. Everyone is still wondering. Even the post in the third of last night contained questions about the truth of it all.

Maryam bit the tip of her lips, reading one by one although not all because so much. Sometimes he shakes his head. Social media is horrible. A post that was only a few hours away, as quickly as it went up.

Moreover, Akhri is lately famous on social media. Many of his worshippers made him an idol, as well as a role model.

"Actually I want to close the book with this, because just count the months I will marry Habib. But seeing this, I don't have the heart of Nia and bang Akhri."

Maryam chose not to respond. He did not want to talk wrong, so decided not to make any posts for a few days.

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The following weeks rumors of a famous ustadz who once polygamy increasingly viral.

Even getting into the news live on TV. Some special tags from gossip accounts started popping up. Put his name with those two people.

Maryam's own account suddenly gets many new followers who are curious about her.

Maryam herself decided to lock her account.

Si D: "if you look at the style of the language in the post Ummi_Niaaaa, really. If his mouth is as sharp as razor. Crazy yes... Ustadz wife loh said. He who is zholim even consider himself the most zolimi. Ckckck... funny!!! Anyway I support you sister MaryamCwha, keep the spirit of work!"

And suddenly become a sympathetic team was a lot. Taking advantage of their content. By taking a piece of film footage adapted from his novel. Then write a sad caption on the season with sad music also from the soundtrack of the film.

Yeah, the more you come here, the more the news soars. Gossip accounts seem to be competing to gather facts for their news. Even blasphemy for Ustadz Akhri and Nia is now beginning to appear. But not a few also gave support, the pilgrims who really idolized him. As if not affected by the rumors.

Mary took a long breath. For more than a few weeks he has limited his comments. Because each of what he posts always gets a rush of mixed comments, from those that give crying emoticons, and more.

Ting.. one WhatsApp message came in. Maryam looked at the unnamed number, then opened it.

Bilal: "Assalamualaik... Merr, this is my number, Bilal. was gonna send another message after we got married. But there is one thing that seems to be crowded. That's why I'm gonna ask you, are you okay?"

Maryam sighed, as if the wind was blowing refreshingly.he also replied to her chat message.

Maryam: "Goddessalam, Bib. Yes, I'm fine."

Bilal: "thankfully... Yes, already then. I'm just asking that."

Maryam: "really, Habib just asked that. Don't want to ask the others?"

Bilal who was silent. Actually, he himself wanted to ask if the ex-husband of Maryam is Ustadz Akhri? He also typed something again.

Bilal: "there is, but I'll ask you directly. Although I'm actually curious now, but, I want you to focus ahead. Don't think about the past. Let the rumors blow like dust in the wind. For a moment it will cover your sight, but it will soon disappear by itself."

Maryam smiled, Bilal is not only polite but he is kind and mature.

Mary: "thank you Habib..."

Bilal closes his message with a smile and a downed hand. It makes Mary feel better.

they are the past, and my future will be Sayyid.

Maryam blushed, remembering her face that smiled nervously on the day of the application.

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#a little extra.the message from God to all of us.

Another strange night, here.

Do not forget from the sunset perbanyak read prayer (Allahumma innaka 'afuwwun tuhibbul 'afwa fa'fu 'anni')

Because Lailatul Qadar comes from the setting of the sun until before the sunrise. Do not forget to multiply your prayers and prayers in the last third of the night. 😊 Hopefully we become one of God's lucky servants. Aamiins.