Love Shielded Risue

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Merr's eyes blinked, in a dimly lit room he was awake. His hand shifted to the left side. She found nothing but a bolster pillow. The figure of her husband who slept next to her was not seen, she sat for a moment. Gathering energy while reading a short sleep prayer and dhikr that was often taught by her ex-husband. He still wears it to this day.

Things that have become a habit, he is always awake at 02:48 or no later than 03:15. Usually if you are not praying even though Maryam will finish her work until dawn.

Merr got off her bed, walked out of the room. Yes, tonight they're still at Maryam's house. Intentions will move two days after their marriage to the home of Habib Bilal's parents.

This has been talked about when it has been proposed. Bilal asks in advance; does Merr mind if she should stay at her Ummi home. But Maryam replied she did not mind. Merr himself understood, Habib Bilal's mother lived alone. While he often travels out of town to preach and lead the sholawat. So at least can be a friend of Ummi Isti.

However, Bilal still promised to give him a place to live if one day Merr really wanted to be independent only with him.

Maryam took a moment to wash, then walked out and looked at the prayer room. It was there that he found Bilal standing, performing his prayers. Mary smiled, she was a little moved. Because after so many years, he can become ma'mum prayer tahajud for a man who has the status of husband.

Maryam rushed to reach the face and put it up, because she had been ablution before. He also touched Bilal's shoulder, gave a code if he wanted to be his ma'mum.

Actually at that time, Bilal was already standing in prayer from half an hour two. While currently he is still in the first design after reading the first two letters of Al-Baqarah letter then continued Ali Imran, and now has started to enter the letter Al Annisa. His intention was to finish but his wife followed, so he finished it in verse twenty. After that berakbir for ruku'. In the second reka'at Bilal only read a short letter after that ruku' again.

"Assalamualaikum..." Looking to the right read the follow-up prayer, after which turn to the left with the same greeting.

Bilal rubbed his face for a moment, after which extended his hand back.

"Wake up?" Ask him, while kissing Merr's forehead later.

"Yes, why don't you wake me up?"

his intention tonight is A'a to target five juz until dawn for two designs. Fear you are not strong. –Bilal smiles. He only answered in his heart.

"So A'a see you're rich still tired. So you can't make a wake up..."

But I used to get up at this hour, A'. I am tired of being rich everywhere too. I have never had a holiday night prayer unless the holidays come months. –Maryam replied inwardly as well.

Because for him the night worship must be as close as possible. Worrying about becoming ria and making him bankrupt because of lost rewards.

"We connect first, yeah."

"Yes, A'. Guide me, my husband."

"MashaAllah..." Bilal nodded. He immediately faced the front again, after which read long prayers dhikr his routine in one third of the night. The knowledge he got from a professor in Tarim.

Some time later the wife seemed to be getting tired, Merr repeatedly changed the position of her legs.

Bilal stopped his reading, he looked up. "Why? It's cape, huh?"

Maryam chuckles, "iya A'..."

"Even though it's been quite a bit in short, but later A'a shortened again yes."

It's been short this long. Oh Allah... (Mar)

"Yes, that's a fair prayer, yes. Not long."

Maryam. Bilal began to raise his hands, then recited the prayer again. Indeed, it was not long for Bilal was still long for Maryam who began to get tired of raising her hands. Until making both hands repeatedly up and down

Until the reading of Rabbana atina fiddunya hasanah, Wa fil endoti hasanah waqina 'adzabannar. Maryam began to sigh in relief. But apparently after that there is still a connection again.

He could only be truly relieved after Aamiin's word sounded. Bilal looked back while smiling.

"Where? Steady?"

"A–what?" Merr stretched out her two achy hands.

Maryam. "It seems intentional, you son of a bitch! It'll be less solemn I'm his Amen."

"However, from the spirit so down the intonation of his voice." Bilal laughs. "Tomorrow again? That's not full yet."

"Don't.want to torture me, would ya?"

"He wants to educate me, follow my way..."

"Yes, not that either. Love is lightness. How the hell?" Maryam straightened her legs a little bit of a murmur. –Begini apparently married the younger one, sometimes there is a prank, and again the fad she was horrified.

"Yes zaujatti... Here I go with the pijitin."

"No, I can massage myself."

"It's not good..." Bilal looked at the clock. There were still about thirty minutes before dawn. "We used to do a massage before dawn, yeah..."

Mary smiled, as her feet began to touch Bilal.

"My massage is steady. Ummi's Guarantee. Ask him if he doesn't believe."

"Whether I asked, right now I'm out."

"Eh, yes... is it good?"

"Back, A'..."

"I told you what, I'm Ummi's personal masseuse, so it's professional."

Maryam chuckles. "yes, trust me..."

"Don't just laugh, I'm going to stomp your feet. You pinched my shoulder here–" Bilal patted his own shoulder.

"There is-there, anyway. It will be strange later."

"It's not strange to try first here, A'a's incandescent too. It was a deal to get a massage."

"When do we set up a deal? That's A'a himself saying."

"Yes A'a said it was a deal, you would have agreed."

"Ngaco, no. Ah, weird." Maryam laughed while hitting the shoulder of the husband who was also laughing.

In the prayer room, the two were still laughing together. Because Bilal is quite humorous people, making Maryam even tired of laughing at his banana. Not to mention with her sweet voice singing Aisha's song of the Prophet's wife.

A'a, I want to be happy like this constantly. May you really be the last one for me, even if you are not the first.

Maryam looked at the face that was still down focused on the legs of Maryam who was he was massaging. His lips still melodiously chant romantic religious songs. Bilal who felt in the view also raised his head and smiled thinly.

Stopping his movements after that grabbed Merr's face. Slowly landed a soft kiss on the wife's lips. While one hand rubbed gently the white and smooth cheek. Bilal kept it together until the dawn of the day stopped their activities.

Bilal finds Mary's cheeks wet with tears. Make him immediately wipe away the trail of tears.

"A'a always wishes to be with me. No more fear, no more worry. Love A'a with trust, with sincerity. Then A'a will try to repay more than that. Yes zaujatti..."

"Yes A'. Thank you for choosing me to be your Khadijah."

Bilal nodded then kissed Merr's forehead for a moment before finally inviting Merr back to take her whudu water.