Love Shielded Risue

the house of Ustadz Akhri

A sunny morning in a different place Maryam went back into the room after helping her mother-in-law pack an order of liwet rice today.

His intention was to directly perform the Dhuha prayer. However, his eyes were distracted by a cell phone lying on the table.

"Since WA was afraid of A'a makingchat" he said, sitting on the bed. The smooth hand presses the side button, until the screen is on. Instantly his forehead creased as he found ten missed calls from Arshila. "Shila nelfon what's up, huh?"

Merr decided to call back Arshila's number. In the third ring call it received.

"Hello, assalamualaikum." replied Shila across with a hoarse voice.

"Goddessalam, Shila. You called me, what's wrong?" Merr curious. Because next to Arshila's hoarse voice, he also heard the cry of a boy.

"Merr, I want to give you some sad news about Kania."

"Cania? What's wrong with Kania?"

"Kania is no more. Kania just died in the hospital" he said. Merr's eyes unobstructed glazed over, when she heard the news of grief that made time seem to stop beating.

"Innalilahi wa innailaihi roji... Nia." Her brown netra drained a clear grain of sadness. "Now, is the body still in the hospital?"

"Still Merr. who has returned new mother and sister Kania. Bang Akhri is still there waiting for the body to be taken care of."

"O Allah, I am sorry. And what about the kids?"

"The youngest is still not very understanding, currently in the care of my Ummi. The number two and the firstborn were crying. But Husein was a lot more hit than he was" replied Shila. Merr himself understood the children's feelings when he found out his mother had gone home. It must be very heavy, especially they are still small. Himself used to be heavy when in stay go Mamih for eternity also in the afterlife four years later.

"Honestly Shil, I really want to go there hugging the Nia children. My husband is outside Java. I still have to honor Him, and will probably visit Ustadz Akhri's family to offer my condolences when my husband returns."

"I understand, Merr. But before that, I ask your pleasure to forgive all his mistakes to you first."

"inshaAllah, I have forgiven him. And I testify that Kania is actually a good person. I hope he's calm there, 'cause he's not sick anymore."

"Aamiin, thank you Merr. I'm sorry I close first, yes, I'll call you later."

"Yes..." Maryam answered quietly, then lowered her phone to the chest after returning the closing greeting from Arshila.

I'm sorry, because I was greedy with Cece, I've taken the happiness of Cece, I've also kicked Cece from Bang Akhri's side. All I do is because I love you. Making me selfish to not think about Cece also has the same right to love Bang Akhri. I've been dzolim on Cece.

"Kania–" he murmured softly.

Maryam's tears hardened as she recalled Kania's pale lips apologizing sincerely. Even with that feeble body he would have rested at Maryam's feet, if it had not been kept. His memory shifted to the cool atmosphere of the daytime breeze near the hospital garden. The woman clasped Maryam's hand, while speaking in her slightly weak voice.

If only I had been nice. Cece must still be Bang Akhri's first wife. So I'm calm, even if I die? The children still have a kind Ummi. If now, it would be impossible to ask Cece to come back with Brother. Because Cece was married to a Sayyid.

At that moment, Merr was silent. And try to shift the conversation to the others.

"Kania– you are actually a good person, I believe that." Merr wiped her tears. It was as if his heart was urged to immediately visit Ustadz Akhri's house in order to see Kania's face for the last time. However, how else, he did not want to force a will that feared would be slander.

In his heart he was aiming to be impious. However, he also has to appreciate the husband who may not like if he returns to visit the ex-husband's house without him to accompany him. Although the goal is good...

Maryam put down her cell phone, then went to fetch water. He chose to perform Dhuha prayers four raka'at while praying for his former honeymoon first.

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Long enough Maryam dhikr, the ringing of the mobile phone back heard. He also moved to get his phone.

I saw that call from my husband. Merr wiped her tears, then received the phone call.

"Goddessalam A'..." Merr muffled her voice so she could not hear it after crying.

"Have you heard?"

"About ustadz Akhri's wife?" ask Maryam.

"Yes." Yeah."

"I've heard it from Arshila, A'..."

"That's it, then how? You want to go to her house?"

Merr was silent for a moment. "I'll just wait for you."

"Why wait for me, I'm still a long time darling."

"No papa. It's better to be in touch with my husband. I want to appreciate you too A'. After all, the person I'm going to is a man from my past. I don't want this goodwill to lead to slander."

Bilal was smiling. "MashaAllah, yes, we will go together."

"Yes, A'." answered Maryam. For a few moments they had a chat Bilal asked him a lot, as if he was comforting his wife to forget her sadness a little.

***

Day change day...

Habib Bilal had been back since one o'clock this afternoon, taking a short break until half-three after that invited Maryam to visit the house of Ustadz Akhri.

Habib Bilal's car stopped in the courtyard where quite a lot of other cars were parked. Apparently until it was past four days the guests still came to express their condolences to Ustadz Akhri for the departure of his beloved wife.

Bilal clasped Maryam's hand in black with a veil covering part of her face.

"Assynoltom..."

"Walaikumsalam. Barracallah, Bib. MashaAllah..." They shook and hugged Habib Bilal's body, as the great kissed His hand while letting him in.

Akhri also welcomed his arrival along with his ex-wife.

"I am deeply saddened. May the worship of the deceased be received by Allah SWT, and his sins be forgiven" he said, hugging the body of Ustadz Akhri.

"Aamiin yes rabbal alamin. Thank you Sayyid for your prayers" Akhri replied. He turned to Maryam and bowed his hands in front of her chests to greet her. Then let them in.

Habib nodded, He immediately took his wife's hand in and sat down on one of the sofas. Join some other guests in a section that is not too crowded.

Before long he saw the youngest running towards his Abinya. Ustadz Akhri then carried him, kissing the cheek of the boy as he walked closer to the guests.

"It's not a plug and it's so sticky with me now" Ustadz Akhri said, chuckling. Rubbing a child's hair over his lap.

"Collect, there is still a need for attention" replied someone next to Ustadz Akhri. The man smiled, then released the child who immediately ran over to one of the only veiled female guests.

"hi... Assalamualaikum–" Merr greeted him gently, while the corner of her eyes welled up. Staring at the curious little boy, silent in front of Maryam. hesitated to get closer. "here dear..." Merr touched the little hand pulling him closer, and he walked timidly.

initially only silent but over time his little hand touched the veil Maryam that might be to him was strange.

As already known the child was sitting on Maryam's lap while tugging at the veil plan, while Merr himself just smiled to put the little hand of the youngest child Ustadz Akhri into the veil. Kissing her and biting with her lips, the boy laughed.