Love Shielded Risue

meet the Ustadz Akhri family

Somewhere else...

[Assalamualaikum Ce, how are you? Nia apologized yes. All this time have often made the same mistake with Cece. And, congratulations on Cece's wedding. May you always be happy.]

Maryam smiled after reading DM from Nia. Even with words that are not so long, but he still appreciates and accepts his apology. The message was sent after almost a week of Akhri's orders to Nia. Perhaps indeed, Nia needs a broad heart before apologizing to her husband's first ex-wife.

[Sama-sama Nia, hopefully after this we can keep our relationship better, yes. Greetings to the children. They're healthy, right? I honestly miss Hussein.]

Maryam sent a reply message, then waited for a reply again from how much. Long enough to wait, Nia did not seem to directly read it again. Maryam sighed, she immediately put her phone on the table. The feeling of relief now began to feel. And with his hope: hopefully their families can withstand and be patient with the exam that is being faced.

Ting...

A chat message came in. Bilal reported that he was already on his way home, and he was almost home.

It is the early Sunday of Ramadan, but her husband is already busy attending some tabligh events. She also occupied her mother-in-law's house. Staying here is like having a new friend. Ummi was always taking her away. Shopping and so on.

Not to mention the middle-aged woman was fond of chatting. Until eleven o'clock tonight, Merr had just walked into her room. After chatting with his mother-in-law after the tarawih.

Thirty minutes later, Maryam heard a car outside. He also woke up from his lying position. He immediately put on a hijab that was close to the bed and walked out.

"Assalamualaikum–" the tired face could still emit a smile when the door was opened by the wife.

"Walaikumsalam, how until A' night'?" Maryam grabbed her right hand and kissed.

"Yes, it was jammed." He turned his head for a moment back asking kang Beben to pull out the heavy one tomorrow morning. Then let the forty-year-old man go home first because the night was too late.

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In the room, after some Bilal approached the wife who looked very sleepy.

"So you slept?"

Maryam shakes. "Pas tau A'a Deket, I'm not going to sleep."

"MashaAllah, kasian. Now I am sleeping." Bilal groped his forehead and laid his body on Mary's side. They sleep on their sides facing each other. "Merr?"

Mary's eyes opened again, "yes, A?"

"You're at home, aren't you?"

"Yes, I'm at home, really." Smiling, his eyes were already heavy.

"What is this day?" Bilal was anxious, hearing his hoarse voice as well as the gaze of the already very dear eyes was forced to open.

"No doubt, but this afternoon the same streets Ummi bought takjil."

"Oh, huh?" On his swab the wife's cheek with his thumb. "Continue?"

"Here?" Maryam silenced her own mouth at once and yawned. His eyes that had closed were open again. Both laughed for a moment... "Business to buy surabi kuah."

"What's the same?" A kiss landed on Merr's forehead, as her eyes clenched again.

"A lot, A. Really, I'm sleepy."

Bilal laughed, as he slightly deliberately disturbed Maryam. Honestly he did not want the wife to sleep first, but seeing it sleepy like this, he became his own kasian.

"Yes, sleep yuk. You tilt right, let A'a hug from behind." In his request, Merr nodded he twisted his body position, shifted closer. Bilal immediately hugged her. Gives occasional kisses on his neck.

"Don't bother me to sleep." whined Maryam.

"Slightly clever. You're still sleeping anyway, A'a working."

Maryam laughed "What work, anyway.don't be weird."

"Not strange. I'm sleeping." Kiss again, make Merr wriggle again.

"Yes-yes, I'm asleep, yuk." Bilal tightened his embrace after pressing his eyes trying to sleep.

"A'a, I forgot that I haven't been shopping for my monthly needs."

"Yes tomorrow, A'a anterin. We shop together, yes," he replied with his eyes closed, Merr replied with a nod of his head.

***

Tomorrow...

This afternoon they both went to one of the shopping centers. Bilal pushes the trolley, while Merr selects some items.

"Yang– I want it dong." Bilal pointed to one of the boxes of chocolate-flavored wheat cereal.

"The one in the house is over?"

"Yesterday lived a little, A'a ate the sahur meal earlier."

"Geez, my husband likes to eat so much." Maryam shook her head, while the husband laughed again pushing the trolley in the footsteps of Maryam who was approaching the shelf containing a row of chocolate-flavored wheat cereals. When Mary was touching one of them, there were footsteps of children approaching, as well as the cry of a stranger woman.

Merr looked over, and was a little surprised. The same goes for the woman who stands not far from him. Also, the man who followed.

"Barakallah... Akhri Ustadz?" Bilal exclaimed, his lips smilingly greeting the friendly man who also approached. Then cuddle. "Can't we be here?"

"Yes, I ran out of my wife's parents' house. Keep stopping by here..." Akhri turned towards Maryam, laying both hands in front of her chest. "Assalamualaikum Ukhti..." Address him awkwardly.

"Goddessalam, Ustadz..." Merr replied. He turned back to Nia. He pointed his hand at the woman. "How are you?"

"Well, Ce..." Smiled thus. In his heart he wrenched. Why should I meet Merr here, especially when I was with Akhri. He was worried that Akhri would be upset again.

"It's Hussein? It's big, huh?" Maryam. He extended his hand to the boy who still called him Umm Merr. "Who's this, naman?"

"Alma.." answered Ustadz Akhri's second son timidly.

"MashaAllah, clever. That this?" Merr touched the cheek of Ustadz Akhri's youngest son who was embarrassed to be approached by Maryam.

"Habib, sorry. I could not fulfill Antum's invitation at that time" Akhri said.

"No papa, Ustadz. I understand the busyness of Antum," at that time Bilal did not know, but now he understood through Merr's confession that confirmed that Ustadz Akhri was her ex-husband.

Akhri smiled, "only the best prayer I can give. May happiness be with you."

"Aamiin. thank you very much, Ustadz."

"Yes, then we go first. Come, Bib.. assalamualaikum." Akhri shook hands and hugged Habib Bilal's body.

"Walaikumsalam warahmatullah.." returned the hug. And after they left, he glanced at the wife who was putting a box of grain cereal in his arms. His hand immediately pulled Maryam's cheek in a frenzy. "Assalamualaikum ukhti–" ledek Bilal followed Akhri's remarks earlier.

"Well, what the fuck is that?"

"No papa, Ukhti. Kangen just call that," he replied before clearing his throat for a moment. "Cieee–"

Maryam chuckles. "If jealousy says, don't go to Pendem."

"May we be jealous?"

"Bole–"

"real, can? I was jealous if I could ask for extra rations. Look at it later..." His whisper made Mary laugh while hitting her husband on the shoulder.

Akhri who could still hear Maryam's laughter turned his head back for a moment, then sighed while sighing. Continue and turn to the left side.