Love Shielded Risue

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A surprise that was present when Maryam began to accept her destiny. Though it had been a while, he no longer discussed his fears if Bilal would give up on him.

Yes, because the man repeatedly convinced by the sweet actions he did, in order to gain the belief that his love is truly sincere.

Bilal even said. The original purpose of marrying you wasn't for Merr's son. I know your flaws, that's why I'm ready if I haven't had any offspring in my whole life. Just that there's no harm if we work? Not today, not tomorrow. Doesn't matter!

However, if we have confidence and continued efforts.who knows, if suddenly Allah SWT grant when we have begun to forget the desire. We are just stupid people who know nothing. While Allah is far more understanding of what is best for His servants.

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When the sky was bright, Maryam walked home from the mosque with a more flowery heart than usual. Isti himself was even astonished, what exactly happened to his daughter-in-law.

"You look very happy, until nular loh aura to Ummi." Isti smiled widely.

"Alhamdulillah..."

"Alhamdulillah what?"

"Alhamdulillah, Mi. Merr is happy again."

"Wah-wah, curious about Ummi. What makes you happy?"

Mary just shut her mouth laughing. "Sorry Ummi, Merr can't tell you yet. Wait for someone, yeah."

"Well, what is it? Really nih. Ummi was curious."

"inshaAllah, just wait two more days until A'a comes home. Ummi will know." The two stood in front of the porch of the house, Merr immediately removed her sandals. The veiled woman still looked at the son-in-law before she turned to face him. "Ummi sorry, I went to the room first, yeah. Merr's still not feeling well."

"Yes, kid. Just rest, yes." he said in reply with a nod and a thank you.

Ummi smelled a smile, like he was guessing something. And hopefully the guess is right.

Merr rushed inside. Slowly his feet climbed up the stairs, while his hands gently rubbed his stomach.

Careful Merr. Because now there is a tiny fetus in your heart. –Maryam chuckles silently, until he reaches the top of the stairs, walking a little to the door of his room.

Anyway before A'a who with this news first, I'll keep it tight. And A' Bilal should also know directly, not from the phone let alone chat messages. –Maryam smiles, his hand then presses the door handle, opens it, before finally entering the room.

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As the day progressed, this time Merr came to the accessory store. Look at the pile of sweet gift boxes with various colors and motifs. long enough he stood facing the high shelf, until the choice fell on a small blue box with a picture of clouds, sun, and so on, and rainbows.

"Funny.." he muttered, flipping through the box. Merr shifted, to another part. Look for a greeting card that he will write himself later. After enough he paid for it then moved the location looking for other goods. Which will be the opening before actually showing his testpack.

Yeah, baby supply store. Look around first. While checking the price. How thought.

In the row of clothes, Maryam felt anxious. Its small size makes it unable to choose and buy it.

MashaAllah, funny-funny. I'll buy the same A'a later if I check with the doctor. –ia does not think it's too early. Her happiness when finally being able to have children made Maryam impatient to shop for baby clothes.

Back his steps swayed, looking around at everything that was there. "Waaaah." Maryam stopped her steps and touched one of the packages containing baby gloves and socks. "I take this, make it in the gift box for A'a."

Maybe I'll be like that. Can't wait to feel. –Batin Maryam while touching her stomach with lips to make a smile.

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Tomorrow somewhere else.

Bilal woke up feeling an uncomfortable sensation in his body. He rubbed his chest slowly, then sat down.

Yes, last night Bilal only slept less than three hours, because the event finished at half-time one not to mention chatting for a while with some people so that only arrived at the hotel at about two and slept at half-three.

When he woke up, he felt his body becoming more uncomfortable. His chest suddenly tightened, and hot to the esophagus.

"Astagfirullah, my stomach acid is rising." He sat for a moment, sighing slowly due to burning and pain in the heart.

"German, Bib. Want to take a shower?" asked Kang Beben who slept one room with him. Kang Beben himself also seemed to have just woken up. Seemed from his hands that were gently rubbing both his eyes.

"Yes, Kang," he answered while massaging the chest in the middle, then beristighfar wirih.

"Bib, why?" Beben came down from his bed approaching, for Bilal had grimaced as if he were in pain. "Habib's sick?"

"No. Just, my stomach acid's going up."

"Take the medicine, Bib," said Kang Beben slightly panicked because Bilal really endured the pain, he himself could not speak. "Where is Habib, huh?" Look left and right, trying to open the desk drawer next to the bed.

"There's no cure, Kang. Ka–kan, miss in Jogja." Bilal bent his body, regulating increasingly tight breathing.

"Astagfirullah al'azim, yesterday wanted to stop by the pharmacy of forgetfulness. Oh, God Bib, sorry..."

"Try Kang, look for the kids." Bilal grimaced for a moment. "Something's got stomach ulcers, right? If there is a mintain yes..could reduce the sensation of pain."

"Yes, Bib. Just sec..." Kang Beben rushed out, trying to find the cure for the Maag. He knocked one by one the doors of Hadroh's comrades. They all gathered in front of the room, some others approached Habib Bilal to see his condition.

Most of them do not have a history of stomach ulcers, so no one brought it. However, there seems to be one that makes Beben able to breathe freely.

"I exist, Kang. Gastric medicine as well. for a while I take it first," said one of them. Kang Beben was grateful he then returned to Bilal's room.

"How, Mir?"

"Kang? Mending Habib we just take him to the hospital. He was in pain and was not even able to respond to my words" said a man named Amir.

"Yes Allah– Bib. Habib listen to me, Istighfar Bib. We're going to the hospital now, okay?"

Bilal is currently in a slanted sleeping position, his eyes are soft. Withstanding the excruciating pain in his chest.

"Help us up, we're going to the hospital!" Beben's word to some people who were quick to use Bilal's body to wake up. Not yet He stood up, his body was already unable to withstand the great sensation in the chest. His body collapsed until he was finally unconscious.