Brother, I Love You
249. Don't be afraid

Jalan Bilal and Hani did not get there. In the evening, the lovers who were drunk in love were circling around the city enjoying a night tour in the city they visited. Bilal and Hani are in a night market.

There are plenty of games for kids and adults. And many sellers of food, clothes, accessories and others. But what attracted Hani's attention from earlier was only the food sold there.

"Abang ! want to eat that meatball !" Hani pulls Bilal towards the box car seller meatballs pebbles.

"But my brother didn't eat!" bilal.

Hani nodded his head, not wanting Bilal to vomit again because of the fullness. And Hani also only ordered one serving of gravel meatballs.

"Mom ! the meat is one !" hani said to the meatball seller.

The meatball seller's mother sharpened her gaze to Hani's face, then frowned. This mother looks like his wife Ustadz Bilal huh?, the inner mother of the meatball seller.

then the mother turned her gaze towards the man standing beside Hani. But the mother of the meatball seller was unable to recognize Bilal's face. Because Bilal wears a mask and a hat, only his eyes and forehead are visible.

"Mom !" call Hani again to see the seller's mother dumbfounded.

"Eh ! sorry!, I look like his wife Ustadz Bilal. I looked at the faces of my mother and husband. Eh ! even her husband wears a mask" said the seller's mother, then prepares meatballs for Hani.

Hani smiled, as did Bilal behind his mask.

This is not how good it is to be famous, can not be free where, inner Bilal.

Since becoming famous as Ustadz, Bilal felt his movement was limited. If traveling alone, Bilal must cover his face with a mask. If not, the fans will swarm in.

After getting his order, Hani sat his body on a mat lesehan provided by the meatball seller with Bilal sitting beside him. Hani devoured the meatballs to the end, according to Hani the taste of the meatballs was very good.

"Does this father's son eat?" ask Bilal while stroking Hani's stomach.

"Just like his father !" hani replied after sipping a glass of water.

"That was first ! now no longer"Bilal leaned his chin on Hani's shoulder, with his hand continuing to stroke Hani's stomach elus.

"Hm..!" reply Hani.

"Darling ! we're back at the hotel!" invite Bilal to see the watch in his hand already showing almost late at night.

Hani shook his head, saying he did not want to go back to the hotel. Hani still wants to walk the street, enjoying the cool night air. From the past, Hani has never felt the name of a night trip or just a road. Because all this time there was no husband who accompanied her.

"I've only first enjoyed the night outside like this, joining others" Hani turned her face up, watching the star sprinkles in the sky.

"My world has only been in a boarding environment. I've never been anywhere. I thought the world was small and the people were a little. I was wrong!" Hani turned her pandagan to the face of Bilal who was beside her.

"Let me enjoy the rest of this age happily Ustadz!. Take me around how wide the world is!" hani said again.

"Dear on !. I'll take you wherever I go. And where do you want to go. But.. now we rest first, your handsome husband is already tired and sleepy, tomorrow we can walk again, okay my dear !" persuade Bilal with a smiling face, and Bilal also blinked one eye at Hani.

"A little while !" spoiled Hani.

Bilal breathed.

Since Hamil, Hani likes to eat and walk. Hani often whines to ask to come along, every time Bilal out of the house.

"Yes is !" pasrah Bilal's.

After paying for the meatballs Hani ate. They continued their way around the night market. It was seen that Hani approached some stalls there, and bought some items that Hani thought were good and useful.

"I see, Annisa really likes flower-shaped veil brooches" said Hani, as she sorted out the accessories for the hijab. Hani will buy some accessories for his hand to Annisa.

"Yes ! she was just like Aqeela. They are just as fond of Flowers" Bilal replied.

Sontak Hani stopped the movement of his hand and turned his gaze to Bilal's face. Hani does not like to hear Bilal mention his ex-wife's name.

"I won't be able to break ties with Aqeela. Besides she is the woman who gave birth to Yasmin and Annisa. Aqeel is my cousin, baby. Don't be angry about jealousy. Aqeela has been my wife in the past!" obviously Bilal, understood to see Hani's gaze to him.

"And don't think I'm not jealous when you accept Almarhum Hidayah's proposal just yet. I was very angry, and it felt like I wanted to kidnap you!" bilal.

It just so happened that only the two of them were buyers who came to the accessories stall. Makes Bilal todak worried that someone heard their conversation.

"And now ! I'm wearing his old lady!" whispered Bilal to Hani's ear. Successfully made Hani stiffen his jaw and look at Bilal's face.

What did her husband say?, saying it was a second-hand woman?. It seems that her husband is forgetting his memory. If her husband was more broken than she was. He spent two years with the late Hidayah. While Bilal, up to a dozen years with Aqeela.

"From tonight on, I won't give you another brother's ration!" hani said quietly almost inaudible. But Bilal understood it from the movement of Hani's lips.

Bilal giggles, he likes to tease Hani.

After giving money to the seller of the accessories. Bilal wrapped one hand around Hani's neck. It was interesting for Hani to go home to the hotel to see that the night was already very late.

Arriving at the hotel, they are the same as entering the bathroom. Seeing that the clock has shown the first third of the night, they are also the same as ablution to perform night prayers.

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Hani squirmed his body when he woke up from his deep sleep because he felt the cold touch of hands on his stomach skin.

"Any shower?" hani muttered without opening her eyelids.

"Already! let's get up!, let's pray together" replied Bilal tucking Hani's stomach.

Hani immediately opened his eyes, directing his gaze towards Bilal who was still busy pecking and stroking his stomach. Hani curled his lips up and his outstretched hand rubbed Bilal's head. Hani was pleased with the treatment of Bilal who was so fond of him and the baby who was still in his stomach.Then Hani sat his body, then pecked the tip of Bilal's head.

Bilal lifted his head from Hani's stomach, then kissed Hani's forehead a flash."I love you !" he said gently with a smile.

"Loof !" Hani stretched out his hands towards Bilal who was sitting in front of him.

Bilal widened his smile. He immediately stood up and lifted Hani's body to take her to the bathroom.

"Mandiin !" spoiled Hani as Bilal lowers his body on the edge of Buthtub.

"Show my wife this !" Bilal dyed Hani's lips and immediately undressed and wrapped the wet cloth around his wife's body.

Bilal also doused Hani's body with shawer in his hand, ranging from head to toe. After the bathroom ritual was over, Bilal brought Hani back to the room, and put clothes on to Hani's body. When finished, as Bilal said earlier, they also performed congregational prayers in the hotel room.

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Days passed, weeks changed. Hani's age is nine months. Just waiting for the day to give birth. Hani's body looks very big and fat, like a sitting elephant, Bilal said.

"Beauty a little bit !" reply Bilal, busy buttoning his coco shirt.

This afternoon Bilal has a schedule of preaching to the next village. As usual, Hani would whine to come along, not stay. Indeed the end of this, Bilal did not want to accept the offer of preaching far away. Because she did not want to leave Hani far away who was pregnant. What's more approaching giving birth, his wife is getting spoiled because she feels worried about giving birth.

After finishing his clothes, Bilal stepped his feet closer to Hani who was sitting on the edge of the mattress. Bilal lowered his body crouched in front of Hani then put socks and sandals to his feet. Then Bilal kissed Hani's big belly as his hand stroked her.

"Aw !" hani's sigh arrived.

"Oh my goodness, baby ! why was Umin kicked?" bilal said to their son who was about to be born. Bilal also felt their baby kick as he stroked Hani's stomach.

"Finally, he's getting more active, and he's getting stronger kicking" Hani said.

Bilal reviews his smile towards Hani." He's looking for a birth canal, baby. That's why he kicked a lot."

Hani also commented on her smile, but on her face she looked terrified. Bilal took Hani's hand, grasping it tightly, like channeling power to Hani. Then Bilal brought the hand to his lips, and kissed it with feeling.

"Women are three degrees higher than men. That means women are nobler than men. You know why baby?, because women can conceive, give birth by betting their lives, then breastfeed for two years." Bilal paused his sentence and then kissed Hani's hand once again." Men can't do that" he continued.

Bilal stands up from in front of Hani, then helps Hani to stand up, leading Hani to walk out of their room."The pregnant woman gave her reward. Forgiven her sin in childbirth for feeling pain. Give her thighs if breastfeeding her baby and take care of her sincerely. O Allah!" said Bilal again to comfort his wife.

Bilal stops his steps when they get to the exit, and so does Hani. Then Bilal rubbed Hani's head from behind." Don't be afraid ! I won't let you fight alone!" said it.

Hani nodded his head while smiling.

"I'm not afraid of myself!, I'm more worried if I can't give birth to our child safely!" Hani stroked her stomach with her head lowered.

Bilal reviews his smile, then kisses Hani's forehead."You can definitely love!, our child must have been born safely."

Of course it has become a prayer of a husband to his wife and child.

Bilal opens the door in front of him, pulling Hani's hand out of the house.

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After preaching, Bilal and Hani did not go straight to their home. Hani wants to visit Sabina's house. Hani was eager to eat the cooking of his sister-in-law. Because Bilal said, Sabina cuisine tastes like universal queen cuisine. So Hani wanted to eat the recipe of his late mother-in-law who had not been known.

Arriving at Sabina's courtyard, Bilal immediately parked his vehicle. After turning off the engine, Bilal got off first, to open the door for Hani and help her get out of the car.

"Uncle Ustadz !!! Aunt Hani !!!" the boy shouted running towards Bilal and Hani.

"Games !" Bilal rubbed his nephew's head with a face of joy.

Agam directed his gaze to Hani's big belly. Agam increasingly smiled then his outstretched hand rubbed gently the stomach.

"Is his brother born a long time ago Auntie?."

Hani rubbed Agam's head," soon dear !"said it.

"Assalamu aleikum Bang ! Brother !" greet the flat face following to the courtyard of the house.

"Greetings Walaikum "reply Hani and Bilal together.

Bilal raised an eyebrow to look at the moody face of his sister." Why are you ?."

Sabin pursed her lips and turned around and walked into the house. Followed by Hani, Bilal and Agam from behind.

"Father ask for more children, but Mama won't!" chirps Agam.

Sabina immediately turned around to approach Agam and immediately covered her mouth with her hands. Shame his son, interfere in the affairs of parents. And also from where the child knows that his father asked for additional children. Ah ! don't don't last night Agam know, if his father forced to produce last night.

"Where do you know ?" sabina asked her son.

"Last night Mama's room with Papa wasn't in the lock. Agam want to go to Mama's room, Agam hear Papa ask for adek !" answer plain Agam.

"It's your habit to open the door!, Mama told you ! if you want to go into your room, knock on the door first !" anxious Sabina fouled Agam's ears.

"Sick Mama !" moaning Agam grimaced.

No !!

One jolt landed on Agam's forehead.

"Sabin !" reprimand Bilal gently.

"He's been disrespectful !" cetus Sabina's.

Today her mood is no longer good, because last night Jhonatan her husband threw away the pill delaying her pregnancy and forced her to make batter the baby dede. Sabina was not ready to add a child, instead her husband forced.

"Games are small, not good at being harshly educated. You guys are reckless !" bela Bilal lifted his nephew to his cradle, then rubbed Agam's forehead.

Why the only sister can punish a child harshly. His father never punished them with physical harm. Although their Papa used to be famous for fierce teachers.

"He's that bucket mouth !" cetus Sabin again. He did not talk much, why also the lips of his son was a leaky bucket, just so bad.

"Yes ! but it can be well advised. Do not hurt his physicality. He was still a child" Bilal reminded his little sister.

Sabina looked down

Bilal approached his younger sister, peeping her forehead as her hand rubbed Sabina's head from behind.

"Get angry with the child if it can not be nasehati. But there are limits, don't hurt the physicality. You can give him another punishment without you hurting him" Bilal said softly.

"Sabin apologize Bang !" Sabina directed her gaze at Bilal's face.

Bilal reviewed his smile and nodded." Have you finished cooking?. Your sister-in-law is hungry."

"It's over!, come on Brother !" Sabina smiled then pulled Hani's hand, leading her to walk towards the dining table.

"Where is your husband?, not yet home from work?" ask Hani.

"In the room!" sabina answered, her face back flat.

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