Not the Wrong Matchmaker (R2)

BSJ 48: Biglear's Mellifluous Chant

..."Build the deck, I hope that the chanting of this holy verse of the Qur'ar can bring healing to you two, my wife and children."...

...-Keevan'ar Radityan Az-zzioi...

...BSJ 48: Biglear's Mellifluous Chant...

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The sound of vomit coming from inside the bathroom was very resounding. When dawn approached, his stomach again wrapped around and felt like he was stirring uncontrollably. Eventually he ended up spewing out his entire stomach, which was just a clear liquid.

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"Astagfirullah haladzim." He sat down next to the closet.

After clearing out the rest of his vomit, the handsome man rushed to fetch some ablution water even though his body was still in a limp state. This morning he was taking care of his wife. After finding out if his brother was also admitted to the same Hospital, Van'ar let Father and Mother wait in his brother's hospital room only. While in Aurra's room there is himself also his wife's parents and also Zega's sister.

However, last night Dimas had to leave because there was a sudden operating schedule. While Sayla-mother-in-law must deliver Zega who will go to Surabaya this morning. Be now the Van'ar who lives here.

After the dawn reverberation, the handsome man in a plain black shirt with short sleeves, held his coffin beside the cage of the wife. Wearing pecans and sarongs as a device to perform his worship. An hour later, he vomited in the bathroom. Yes, Van'ar had morning sickness. A general condition in which nausea and dizziness are commonly experienced by pregnant women, now experienced by his future father.

This is called cauvade syndrome.

Syndrome in which the husband who experiences common symptoms experienced by pregnant women such as morning sickness or nausea and vomiting, dizziness, dizziness, want strange things to experience significant mood changes every time. Severe cauvade syndrome can even make a man experience abdominal pain as well as women who are about to give birth. Some experts believe that the symptoms of cravings and nausea felt by the prospective father are part of psychological problems.

Another explanation says cauvade syndrome arises because prospective fathers are affected by anxiety about the life changes they will experience. This anxiety encourages them to seek comfort, among others by eating more so that weight is added.

"When you gain weight, more fat tissue will convert testosterone into estrogen. This increase in estrogen levels can trigger mood swings and nausea, too" says Michele Hakakkha, an obstetrician and obstetrician. Not infrequently also, even the father is deficient in weight because often nausea when there is food that enters his stomach.

In each case of pregnancy is different course complained, the following is also for the father who has couvade syndrome. Where they also have different complaints about the symptoms they experience.

Finished with his set of prayer tools, the handsome man began to carry out his mandatory worship as a Muslim. Surrender to the Lord, begging for all the good is also a way out for the problems that befall his family members.

"Assalamualaikum warahmatullah." He said the first greeting.

"Assalamualaikm hail warahmatullahi barakatuh." He said giving a second greeting while cupping his hand like a face rubbing motion.

After praying, asking and telling stories about the complaints of households, to unexpected circumstances. The handsome man grabbed the little Qur'an he always carried everywhere. Al~Qur'an mini with bottle green outer cover. It opens the hall in zuz zuz end. Finding the letter of Ar-rahman, the letter that was made the initial condition to invite the wife when she would say ijab qabul first.

His kissable lips lifted up small, muttering the taudz sentence. Then switch to reading the Basmalah sentence.

سم الله الرحمن الرحيم

bismi-lahi ar-ra imi

"By the name of Allah, the Most Merciful, the Most Merciful"

ٱلرَّحْمَٰن

⁇ ar-ra

(God) The Most Gracious,

عَلَّمَ ٱلْقُرْءَان

'allamal-qur`

Who taught the Quran.

The natural red full lips began to chant Ar-rahman's letters one after another with true tartil and muroja'ah. Produce beautiful melodious chants that are able to captivate every eardrum that listens to it.

خَلَقَ ٱلْإِنسَٰنَ

khalaqal-insat

He created man.

عَلَّمَهُ ٱلْبَيَان

⁇ 'allamahul-bayan

Teaching him to speak.

ٱلشَّمْ

ُ وَٱلْقَمَرُ بِحُسْبَانٍ

asy-syamsu wal-qamaru

Sun and moon (circulating) by calculation.

وَٱلنَّجْمُ وَٱلشَّجَرُ يَسْجُدَان

wan-najmu wasy-shajaru yasjudan

And the plants and the trees are both subject to Him.

With tartil pronunciation is also true, the man who turned 24 years old was chanting the holy sentence. Hopefully, the wife will soon wake up from her sleep if she hears this favorite letter sung by her.

وَٱلسَّمَآءَ رَفَعَهَا وَوَضَعَ ٱلْمِيزَانَ

was-sam`a rafa'ah wa wa'al-mizan

And Allah has lifted up the heavens and He has laid the balance (justice).

أَلَّا تَطْغَوْا۟ فِى ٱلْمِيزَان

allas tatgau fil-mizan

So you don't go over the line about the balance sheet.

وَأَقِيمُوا۟ ٱلْوَزْنَ بِٱلْقِسْطِ وَلَا تُخْسِرُوا

۟ ٱلْمِيزَانَ

wa aqimul-wazna bil-qisti wa la tukhsirul-mizan

And hold the scales fairly and do not reduce the balance.

So fond of Van'ar in every reading, he could unknowingly miss a small movement. A small movement in the finger followed by the piercing of the beautiful eyelids belonging to the wife. Escape the beautiful bead that is still trying to adjust the light that enters the train of his eyes.

When the view is no longer blurred, the room is dominated by white paint with a distinctive smell of drugs stinging in the sense of smell. He turned his gaze downward, where the melodious voice he longed for came from.

He cried unconsciously, when the object was true is the husband. The figure who had just stopped by at the flower of his dream. The figure that he missed so much, but when he was in pain the figure was difficult to reach by his reach. That was why he was reluctant to wake up from his sleep, because the figure was difficult to reach. Until the beautiful chant of the beautiful holy verse of the beautiful Qur'an that leads to the light that brings him to the point of consciousness in him.

"Hiks.. hyks..." He was sobbing a small sedu, while staring at the beautiful figure who was still solemn in the study.

"Dad?" The different colored irises were wired, similarly linking surprise.

The handsome man rushed to fix his prayer tool. Closer to the brangkar where the figure with a gentle gaze was mengelihkan tears.

"Alhamdulillah, are you awake?"

Van'ar asked worriedly while showering the head of his beloved wife with a short, warm kiss.

"What's up, why are you crying deck?"

Ask again worried, while removing tears from both eyelids.

"Mass?" The pale-faced woman.

"What's wrong, is anyone sick? Do I need to call a doctor?" He offered the answer by his wife.

The handsome man looked at his wife deeply, then linked his fingers with her fingers, channeling warmth there.

"Mass?"

"Yes, what's the deck? Don't cry on. I was worried." Said Van'ar while peeling the two eyelids of the wife alternately.

"Kangen" The beautiful woman's great-grandson quietly.

"What deck?" Van'ar's question confirmed his audience.

"Kange. I'm the same as you."

Repeated the owner of the hazel bead while turning his eyes. Hiding the red tinge that encircles both of her cheeks.

Van'ar smelled a happy smile, apparently his wife was crying because of kangen anyway. Sweetness, this little wife.

"You're crying because of a kangen?" He tried to tempt his wife.

"I don't know, I was talking wrong."

Erat Aurra did not dare to look at her husband's face.

The smile of the beautiful man was growing, after all one of the reasons his wife was like this must have something to do with their baby. Van'ar's burly hand switched places, touching the wife's flat stomach. The action certainly made the owner squint his forehead.

"Maybe, her baby misses her father too. Hence, the mother cried like this."

Van'ar caught a look of surprise on his wife's pretty face. He smiled a little at her.

"Good deck, we're gonna be new parents soon." Said slowly.

"Here, the baby we're waiting for is growing and developing."

The hazel woman returned to shed her tears, this time tears of happiness. Indeed, his heart was very flowery when he was pregnant. He slowly touched the surface of his flat stomach. A small smile in the middle of his cry.

"M-mas, a-me-" He was interrupted but taken in by the husband who understood the meaning of his wife's words.

"Yes, here he's sleeping deck. He was only four weeks old. Thank you, thank you for containing our hard-earned baby deck." Aurra was moved now, her husband treated her lovingly. The presence of the baby in his womb, certainly brings his own happiness for both.

Moreover, Aurra who was finally given the opportunity to receive the gift of pregnancy and will soon become a mother for her baby. Her heart felt flowering flowers, especially when she saw happiness was also clearly visible on her husband's face. The news of Aurra Siuman was immediately welcomed by everyone. No exception for his friends. And the good news again, now the Aurra content is stronger and the condition of the baby is no longer threatened. All of that can not be separated from the will of his God as well as the prayers of his loved ones and his efforts to survive the pain that hit him and his prospective baby.

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"Still nauseous, huh mas?" Ask the girl worried.

From morning blind, her husband continued to complain of nausea and vomiting. Even his body was limp so tired he kept vomiting. The man also instructed his wife to call one of Van'ar's friends. The circumstances are very alarming now, making him unable to enter for the task in the unity. Be he takes sick leave. This time the man's body felt all crumpled, his stomach felt stirred, his head felt spinning.

"Dec, mas's nauseous." Wiry of the man while hugging the slender stomach of the wife who was standing and had helped hold her nape.

"We moved it, mas fell asleep first. Let's get his stomach over." Aurra said while helping to embrace the husband's broad shoulders. Even though he himself has difficulty walking while carrying his infusion pole.

Finally, with great effort, Aurra managed to help her husband sleep on his stool. After dawn, when his parents came home Van'ar suddenly returned to experience morning sickness. Makes the man's body weak and helpless.

"Here, sleep is the same."

The girl was wide-eyed, how did the cage that generally contained one person get fucked by two people?

"Hm that's mas-"

"Come deck, I want to hug you."

Smaller flow.

Aurra finally. Recalling a hadith describing the punishment if a wife refused her husband's call to bed, and her husband was angry. The angels will curse the wife until morning. Hih, Aurra creeps herself imagining it.

"If a husband calls his wife to bed, then the wife does not come to him, and the husband sleeps in a state of anger, then the angels will curse her until morning.” (Schari Muslim)

"Ughh, head dizzy mas deck." Lirih p ria who is now hugging his wife's tiny body while menggedusel little dusel.

"You want to call a doctor?"

Aurra asked worriedly, considering that now her husband was following her pale-faced like him.

"No need to deck, this is just plain nausea."

He hugged his wife tighter.

Aurra could only give a small nod, for some reason there was a sense of pity to see her husband in this state. But sometimes he also wants to laugh because the childish behavior of the husband that does not match his image, maybe this is their baby's birth.

Aurra was very grateful now, at least now the figure that was difficult to reach in the flower of her dream was now lying next to her for real.

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To Be Continue

Good morning guys😊😊

Hayoo up again, how about this part??

About Logan, later yoo there is still progress to get out of him.

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Sukabumi 04 june 2020

09.43