Love Shielded Risue

permission to return to Aiman's house

The more the moon. Farah's physical condition is improving. The woman was able to walk without any assistive devices. Because the whole body is normal.

Now, even five months she lives with her mother, sister and also her brother. With Aiman who also accompanied. Although occasionally had to leave the city to complete his work which is a sharia contractor.

Tonight, the long discussion of the two made Farah stricken for quite a long time. Because all this time, his brother-in-law was very happy with Umar. Wherever He goes, even if only to the stalls always bring their children. So, did he have the heart to separate Maryam from Umar?

But, if not followed by the wishes of Aiman who wants to return to live in their home is not good either. It is the same as refusing the husband's orders. After all, she had been living with her mother for too long. Things that might make Aiman a little uncomfortable even though never once the husband showed it.

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The next morning, the family was doing their usual activities. Isti took over the kitchen, while Merr would usually wash her and her husband's clothes while repairing the house like sweeping and mopping.

If A'a, he routinely held morning lectures and also dzikir with the residents there until the sky was bright. Only after that helped sweep the yard or any work that is still not in the grasp of the heresy in the house.

Farah came out of her room, holding Umar. The boy was about to take a bath, so right now Farah was going to cook the water.

When all is done, it is time to gather. They ate the morning meal with wisdom. There was the sound of spoons and forks, clashing with side dishes on each of their plates.

"Ummi, Farah wants to talk for a second." Farah opened the chat after finishing her meal.

"Speak what?"

"Yes, yesterday Bang Aiman and I had a discussion. Because I've recovered, so it's his intention that we'll return to our home" he said carefully.

Merr who heard that felt a little choked. His hands hugged the tiny body of Umar. He himself had not eaten, because he preferred to carry Umar and asked Farah to eat first.

"Euummm... Ummi, not papa. There is no authority to ban you either. Although in fact, Ummi was a little sad because this house will definitely be quiet. After being crowded because of the cry of Umar."

Farah was silent, and she turned to Bilal and then to Maryam.

"Tea?" Calling her, made Maryam look over. "It's not papa, is it?"

"A– me?" Mary's eyes looked condensed.

"Teteh can still be close to Umar, really. Bang Aiman and I also had a chance to negotiate. Later, whenever Teteh wants Umar to sleep here, we will definitely allow. Isn't that right, Bang?"

"Yes, really Tea. Teteh can still be close to our son," Aiman replied later.

Mary smiled, and she kissed the boy's cheek. Then nod. His tongue was frozen, unable to answer anything. Only able to withstand the sadness when he knew he would be far from Umar. But he can what?

when as hard as he wanted to be close to the boy, Merr still had no right to forbid Farah and Aiman from taking their child away.

Yes, during this time Umar was treated more by him, it was one of the toughest reasons for Maryam to release the child. Because his heart was very much on him. Umar was not even a nephew, but his own son.

Farah's plan to move is still three days away, of course, waiting for Aiman to complete his work project outside the city. He told Farah not to be alone at home, so he wanted his wife to come home after he was home. Aiman also took the time to find additional domestic assistants first, to help his wife take care of the child.

Over the past few days, Merr asked Farah for permission, for the boy to sleep with her before leaving. Farah also allowed, although occasionally knocking on the door of his brother's room when it sounded crying Umar who did not stop.

Be it for these three nights, Maryam actually hugged the stocky body of Umar sleeping by her side.

Now comes the last night before tomorrow Merr is really far from her foster children. Sometimes her tears flowed down her cheeks. But it was removed immediately when Bilal went into the room.

The man approached, then kissed Maryam's cheek. Because he found his wife still awake at eleven o'clock tonight.

"Not slept?" ask Him.

"Not yet to sleep, A'. This will be the last night Umar slept with me" he replied.

"Oh Allah, but you must sleep. Farah's coming home by noon."

Merr did not answer, she further tightened her embrace.

"Merr, dear to Umar, A'.." murmured, hoarse.

I still can't hug her at all times. Even if it comes every day, it's not good either. I want Umar to sleep by my side every night.

Maryam was silent, she tried hard not to let out the tears that had been very urgent to come out.

Bilal, who seemed sensitive, also laid his body behind Maryam. Hugged his wife's body from behind.

"A'a sleep here, load right?" Bilal Mumbled. Makes Merr look a little.

"A'a going to sleep here?"

"Yes, Umar put it in the middle, dong."

Merr smiled wryly. I'm suddenly claustrophobic. If He were our son A', how happy we would be.

Bilal touched Merr's shoulder. Bringing his wife to face him. After that he supported his head, rubbing his wife's cheek.

"You're being quiet like this? A'a understand you must be sad, right?"

"It's only natural that I'm sad, A'... Umar is like my son."

Maryam's tears escaped wetting the side of her eyes.

"Oh God..." Bilal also kissed the two eyes that reflex closed. "Ikhlas yes dear. anyways Umar is not very far from us."

Merr nodded, she could still endure her grief. But I don't know tomorrow when the boy leaves. Their room alone was already filled with the scent of a baby, it would definitely take a long time to feel the loss.

"A'a there's something, which hopefully can make you happy."

"What?"

"Secret, if you get it A'a will tell you."

"Why not now, will Merr be curious."

Bilal smiles. "Let's be curious" he replied, pulling Merr's nose.

"A'a that, like it."

"No papa is the important thing is that the end always impresses you. Aye, right?" Bilal tapped his own cheek, asked to be kissed.

Maryam smiled and immediately gave her a kiss of love on the husband's cheek. "Yay–" he replied later.

"Now Umar moved to the middle, we hug each other," he asked the wife who immediately agreed. Merr moved while Bilal immediately lifted Umar's body slightly shifting it more to the middle.

Maryam again laid her body, facing A'a who was kissing Umar.

"Do not envy, A'a will kiss Umar more tonight."

"I'm not jealous because I didn't kiss you, but I'm jealous because you didn't give me the chance to kiss Umar either" Merr replied in a slightly grumpy tone. But it made Bilal laugh.

"If you don't get some, you kiss her A'a. Empty, could be as much."

"That's good on you..." Merr put away Bilal's laughing hand, then replaced it with his own. Circling on Umar's body afterwards kissed the cheek with anxiety. "Hopefully– wants to be away from mom."

"Mother?" Bilal mutters.

"That was my secret call with Umar. Yes baby? Maryam's mother." replied Merr who was getting tighter hugging her body.

"MashaAllah..." Bilal did not want to lose, he wrapped around Merr's waist and closed his eyes. Just a moment of sleep in the same position hugging the body slightly stocky Umar, and release it again when the child feels uncomfortable.