Love Shielded Risue

angry with Bilal

On the other side...

Before returning home, Merr chose to pray ashar first at the hospital mosque while charging his cellphone there. After the prayer he pressed the power button until the phone was back on.

"Oh my God, there are so many chat messages from A'a..." Merr did not have time to read everything especially when he found a message that gave the impression of anger Bilal.

A'a never forbid you to go, but A'a more appreciative of a wife who took the time to give news if she wanted to go home late. A'a just worried about you...

She hurried to call her husband while walking quickly to the parking lot. "No lift" he murmured as he opened the car door.

Hastily he went in and started the car engine. A'a rarely shows her anger. But that doesn't mean A'a never gets angry. So far, I don't know how many times A'a showed disappointment to Merr when the woman made a mistake. But soon it will be good again. Hopefully, it will be the same even though A'a is angry at this time.

Merr hit the streets of the city which was crowded with vehicles. Focus on staring at the road with a reddish tinge of the afternoon sun that still dazzles the view. The journey to get to the area where he lives takes up to more than an hour. Now the car that Maryam was carrying had started to enter the alley. Stop in front of a large house. Seen Bilal who still uses Koko gamis is sitting on the porch of the house while holding a digital prayer beads in his hand. His eyes looked straight at the wife's car.

"O Allah is suddenly afraid..." Merr bit the tip of her lip while pulling the handbrake before the machine was turned off. He went out and approached the husband in slow steps. "Asshrink, A'..."

Merr grabbed the hand of the husband who only returned the greeting with a soft mutter. Then continue his dhikr. Let Merr kiss the back of her hand, while her eyes did not glance at her at all.

"A'a," he called quietly while sitting next to the man who still did not return his gaze. "I'm sorry, Merr didn't say it was too late to go home."

"subhanallah wabihamdihi.." muttered A'a lirih while pressing the button in his digital prayer beads. As if I didn't want to listen.

"A'a?"

"subhanallah wabihamdihi..."

"I'll explain later" Maryam was gloomy.

"subhanallah wabihamdihi..." Bilal emphasized his voice louder to make Maryam who was about to move for a while not so. "subhanallah wabihamdihi..."

"A'a I'm sorry.. I know A'a's mad at me, right?" Maryam asked but Bilal still did not respond other than to recite without looking at her.

"subhanallah wabihamdihi.. subhanallah wabihamdihi.. subhanallah wabihamdihi..."

"I'm sorry. To be honest, I had no intention of going home late. At one o'clock I was out of the amusement park. But, after hearing the wife of Ustadz Akhri finished his second operation I became eager to visit him."

Bilal turned his head, but only turned his head while his lips continued to mutter dhikr. Certainly not a warm gaze but a slightly irritated look. Maryam spontaneously lowered her head.

"Yes I know A'a is angry because I went to see his wife without her permission first. I tried the phone but it wasn't picked up."

"Astaghfirullah wa atubu... Astaghfirullah wa atubu... Astaghfirullah wa atubu..." Still staring intently at his wife without giving a response other than changing his dhikr.

"A'a, I'm sorry. I had a conversation with Kania and Arshila. And don't ngeh if my phone dies," Merr still trying to explain while the husband actually exhaled tight while shaking his head.

"Astaghfirullah wa atubu ilaih..." He turned his face back.

"A'a?"

"Astaghfirullah wa atubu ilaih..." Cut it with a loud tone of voice.

Merr was silent waiting for her husband for a few minutes or even almost half an hour. But Dzikir Bilal still sounded and did not want to stop.

"A'a been eating, hasn't she?"

"Astaghfirullah wa atubu ilaih..."

"Have you had coffee?"

"Astaghfirullah wa atubu ilaih..." Bilal continued to answer with it without looking.

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Later that night, Merr approached her husband hesitantly. As if he did not want to talk to her, Bilal continued to hang out near Maryam whenever she tried to talk to him. The man also moved and moved who was in bed now sitting on a desk chair while turning on his computer screen.

Merr sighed, it felt very sad when the heart was feeling the longing after a week at work instead of getting a cold attitude at this time. She approached again and grabbed her husband's hand.

"I'm sad–" he said in a sad tone. But Bilal still did not want to look. "A'a I'm sad because I miss. But A'a's angry."

"Lying, if the kangen mah must wait for A'a to come home," he replied. The other hand moved the mouse.

"I'm sorry A'. I just wanted to see Kania."

Bilal turned to him, "can't you wait for A'a, when you know I'm home today?"

"I just thought Arshila was going to visit him and ask to get off at the MRT station. So instead of me going down there why don't I drop each other off. I thought for a second, but Nia didn't talk to me at length, so?"

"There's Ustadz Akhri too?" Ask to cut the conversation. Merr nodded too. "Oh..." He turned back to the computer screen.

"But I got it right home, not long."

"Don't you see, anyway?" answer directly.

Merr bit her lower lip. "But I'm not lying. Sorry for upsetting A'a."

"just fine.I'm upset because you prefer to be alone there. A'a no su'udzon neither you nor Ustadz Akhri. But demons are subtle, inhabiting our bloodstream. Could there be something in your heart?"

Between fear and a little pleasure. Could that be a sign of A'a jealousy?

"A'a jealous?"

"I'm not Dayyuts' husband, Merr," he replied, still a little upset. Merr also smiled with pleasure.

"A'a really jealous of him?" The woman asked back. Bilal.

"You're not, what? A'a more sprained when you know you're out there alone?" answer Bilal. Merr smiled too.

"I don't think A'a was ever jealous of me. Because it seems like more of me is showing my jealousy as much as your congregation."

"Astagfirulah..." Bilal bobbing head. "The business will be longer."

"Sorry A'." he said again, making Bilal turn while sighing. "I will not repeat, inshaAllah..."

Bilal grabbed his wife's waist pulling her closer. "Luckily again missed," he said as he touched his own cheek.

"Hehehe..." Maryam kissed her husband's cheek. After that Bilal moved on.

"Udah yuk, we're kangen-kenan aja."

"Ease?"

"Still, I'm."

"Still angry but ask for kangen-kenan?"

"Why medicine, how do you want dong?" bilal answered making Mary laugh while following the steps of her husband who took her to bed to solve their problems.