Immaculacy
For Baby

Again it happens, tonight will be a long night. Two people in the bedroom, with dim lights on each other's backs.

Both are silent, silent, silent. Each one of them was in his delusion. Each one is in his selfishness.

"Why is he the one who is angry, he is clearly the one who is wrong. It's nice to have someone's wife. Besides, what kind of ugly woman is her husband!" Mila kept thinking about what happened this afternoon.

"Why is he angry? and I rebuked him because he was disrespectful!" Dzaki remembers the incident in the car.

"How about the hadith, it is free to learn if it is not practiced!" Mila is wrong.

From Abu Umamah r.a, Rasulullah shalallaahu 'alaihi wa sallaam said, "There are three people whose prayers will not be accepted, namely (1) slaves who fled until he returned; (2) The wife who sleeps at night, while her husband is angry with her; and (3) the one who prays a people's prayers, but they don't like it." (HR At Tirmidhi).

"Salat is not accepted, o Allah." Mila turned her body, let me just give up, she thought.

"Mas!" Call her slow, no answer. Slowly hold her husband's shoulder from behind. Still no response. The sound of breathing interspersed with snoring stopped Mila's desire to apologize.

"Yes, God. The servant was about to apologize. But my husband is asleep. Forgive me, O Allah." said Mila as whispered. Patting his pillow, then pulling his blanket.

There are carved crescent moons with thin lips of tall men who pretend to snore.

"Hm.. is not in vain often participate in the study!" he said in his heart.

The sun began to rise, the reason for the light entering through the thin curtains in a quiet room.

Dzaki's eyes searched around, in the kitchen, in the room, on the floor, there was no sign of his wife. From the dawn prayer, Dzaki slept again. His wife was still praying in the room.

"Don't you see my wife?" ask Dzaki on the mamang who is cleaning the yard.

"So go, sir. Looks like a morning walk with my wife." mamang continued his work.

"Why morning walk?, usually very difficult when invited to walk in the morning." Dzaki raised both eyebrows.

"Assalamu'alaikum!" Mila with bi Lastri was already in front of him. He held Dzaki's hand, and kissed the back of his hand. His next hand held a plastic bag full of fruit.

"Not usually the deck, morning run?" ask Dzaki in astonishment.

"Yes, Mas. Let the baby be healthy!" Mila answered as she climbed up the stairs, her body felt sticky, she was about to clean up.

"Well! Baby?"

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The tall man picked up a white envelope bearing the name of one of the health clinics in his town.

"YES" is inscribed inside the envelope, with a heart symbol surrounding it.

Czechleek

The bathroom door is open. The woman found her husband holding a pregnancy test kit that she had placed on the nightstand.

"Why don't you know this good news?"

"Yesterday already want to know, just there are views that damage the mood, so just undone. The night will be on you, the masnya already asleep."

"Sorry!" dzaki's face was pinched. I feel guilty about what happened yesterday.

"Mas promise, I'm not going to do something that you don't like. Adek must be happy, don't get angry, don't mind a lot" he said stroking Mila's stomach is still flat.

"Yes, Mila apologized as well. Now it's all up, Mom. Adek will not be angry anymore. Please do what you think is right!" mila replied with great firmness.

Fajr earlier

Mila came out of the bathroom, after cleaning herself, she immediately performed the Fajr prayer, in her last bow, she begged for strength to be able to keep her emotions, for the good of the child in her womb.

"Healthy in yes, son! Hm.. said the doctor umma must be diligent in light exercise, eat a lot of fruits, vegetables, if so let's walk in the morning, then all the market to buy fruit and vegetables."

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Dzaki drove his car down the shady streets, the day was getting late. He rushed home. Dzaki doesn't want to miss breaking fast with his wife.

This is the first Ramadan Dzaki and his pregnant wife, Mila, entering the three-month womb, decided to keep fasting.

True indeed, after Dzaki learned of his wife's pregnancy, a lot of changes that happened to his sweet wife. No more sulking, angry or other attitudes that make Dzaki like longing for the behavior of his wife first. Actually annoying, but like already familiar and memorized with those traits.

Crossing the way out of the campus gate, Dzaki saw Winda waiting for a taxi.

"Wait for Taxi Win?" tanya Dzaki lowered the windshield of his car.

"Eh.. yes, sir! I had business, it was a long time ago, he said. So, Linda just go home first."

Winda had always been to the campus his father taught, even if just sitting in his room. Understand, they are very close, and used to going anywhere together.

"Come on, I'll drop off" said Dzaki, opening the car lockdown.

Winda walked into the car, he sat in the back, just like that time.

"Sorry, sir! troublesome."

"It's okay, all through." said Dzaki kindly, he could not bear to see Winda standing for a long time waiting for a taxi to pass, with a stomach that was already very large.

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"Thank you, Sir! Stop by first yes, break the fast at home, the time is very tight!" Winda slightly bent his body talking to Dzaki who remained in the car.

"It's okay, Sire, I just go home. Assalamu'alaikum." Dzaki propelled his vehicle.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, '" Willa went into his house.

Derrtt.

"Yes, mas. Assalamu'alaikum, oh. yes, it's okay. Okay!" Winda let out a long sigh, a little disappointed, because he had to break his fast alone, her husband would come home late, because there was a friend who invited him to open together.

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"Sorry, I'm late!" The man headed straight for the kitchen after his greetings were answered from that direction. He held a bottle of cold drink.

"It's been cancelled, my dear?"

"It."

"Mas, take a shower first, later we pray together yes, do not have time to congregate'ah in the mosque!" dzaki

"Eat the corm first, Mas!" Mila brought a plate of dates closer.

"Why is it too late to go home? it's almost the end of Ramadan, only this time it's too late."

"Em. earlier we delivered Winda home. Not intentionally, I just saw him waiting for a taxi on the side of the road. Poor thing!" dzaki replied a little scared.

"Oh, yes, I have. Mba Winda hasn't been born yet, Mas?" just ordinary expression.

"Not yet, but it looks so big. It might be near his day." with an expression still in disbelief with his wife.

"Hopefully healthy, until the day comes yes, Mas." Mila sat back.

"Back it, mas. Maghrib time is up. Come on, Mila's done too." Mila cleaned the food, covered it with a serving hood.