Not Struggled (R4)
BDJ 107: NATHAN IS SICK
Entering the fourth week after officially marrying his lover, Nathan suddenly fell ill upon his return from the homeland. Though Nathan rarely attacked by disease because his endurance is fairly strong. He also has a healthy lifestyle.
At first Nathan thought the effects of jetlag pain, even though they went home using a private facility owned by the Radityan family. Upon arriving at the Radityan mansion inhabited by Anzar and his small family, Nathan was immediately asked to rest completely. The schedule of their honeymoon whose intention is to go to the holy land, Makkah Al-Mukarramah must also be postponed.
“Baba is sick, why have Muezza and Mauja disturbed Baba's rest?”
The two soft-haired animals on the right and left sides of the man who was lying down gave off his distinctive voice. As if answering a question from their umma.
“Let's go outside, let Baba eat, take medicine, keep resting.”
Meow
Meow
As if rejecting the idea, the two mammals were compactly meowing. Make a beautiful man who only uses home clothes, in the form of plain white T-shirts and subordinates of cloth pants to raise his voice. “Let them here, Zaujati (my wife). Besides I'm not bothered by their whereabouts.”
Alea who came to bring dinner for her husband did not argue. She then sat down next to her husband, letting the two female cats stay where they felt at home.
“Muezza and Mauja are spoiled by you, Mas.”
Nathan smiled faintly at the sentence his wife had just said. “You're jealous of Zaujati (my wife)? If you want to be spoiled, too. I don't mind if you're spoiled.”
Alea quickly shook her head. “Not so he meant, Mas,” Alea replied. “I mean, Muezza and Mauja can easily get close to you. Similar to Izaan and Jarrah.”
Nathan moved slowly to change position to sit leaning on the head board. He then took over Muezza into decapitation. “See, Umma seems to feel unhappy Muezza and Mauja are spoiled same Baba.”
Alea awkwardly shook her head. She may not like her favorite children close to her husband. He was just a little surprised because Muezza and Mauja were very familiar with Nathan, whereas usually anabul—anak hairy—it is not easy to get along with new people.
“Muezza same Mauja play with Izaan and Jarrah first. Baba wants to date Umma,” Nathan chirped straightforwardly. He then dropped Muezza from the deck. As if understanding what the baba ordered, the adorable animal came straight down from the bed. Also followed by Mauja who had meow several times.
Alea who saw the behavior of “gakir” two animals that petiharannya it can only be speechless.
“The kids are gone. Now you can monopolize me completely, Zaujati (my wife).”
Alea shook her head while taking over the tray she had just brought. “Time to eat dinner, keep taking medicine.”
Nathan smiled as he looked at his wife. “Worked?”
Alea nodded. “Or Would you like to eat by yourself?”
“Alhamdulillah, I already have enough energy to feed myself, Zaujati (my wife).” Nathan raised his right hand to take over a plate of porridge that must have been handmade by his wife. “You've eaten?”
Alea's head bobble gave in response. “After Mas eat and take medicine, I will follow.”
“Eat now only, this seems to be enough for both of us.”
“That's a serving for one person, Mas.”
Nathan nodded. “Indeed. But, I think this is enough for both of us.”
No longer willing to argue, Alea chose to use both hands to untie the niqob rope that partially covered her face. Nathan who can now see the whole beautiful face of the wife immediately smiled more widely.
“Why, Mas?”
“Masya Allah, Zaujati (my wife) is beautiful once.”
Due to not using a face-covering cloth, Nathan could clearly see the red hue that appeared suddenly, adorning the beautiful face of his wife who immediately looked down. “Let's read do’a first,” he said later. “Already?”
Alea nodded. Not long after, a spoon of porridge without stirring stopped right in his mouth. Although his position was ill, Nathan never missed the opportunity to give his wife a living through his own hands. Unless he has no energy for it. After the wife receives the first bribe, the next bribe is for herself. However, just now that the soft rice-based processing landed in the mouth, nausea immediately soared rapidly.
Nathan's stomach feels like he's just been invited to ride the world's tallest rollercoaster. Shaken violently, causing tremendous nausea. The urge to remove the contents of the stomach that is actually nothing is getting worse, making Nathan move from the bed to the bathroom.
Since he became ill, Nathan has become very sensitive. His stomach was not as receptive to incoming food as usual. Yesterday Nathan also had nausea, even to vomit in the morning. When it is late at night, there is only nausea left that is created every time you want to fill the stomach and take medicine. Just like this time.
“Still nauseous, Mas?” Alea asked as she managed to approach the husband. The handsome man looks like he just rinsed in the sink.
In response Nathan gave a nod. He then looked at his wife as he spread his arms wide. Her beautiful face looked a little pias.
“Mas want what?” asked Alea, confused.
“Gulf.”
“Cene?”
Nathan nodded. His pias face look like the look of a child who asked to be embraced by his mother.
Alea smiled as she took a few steps to get closer to her husband. After standing in front of her husband, she then wrapped her hands back. Greeted by a pair of burly hands belonging to the husband who covers his small body.
“Masya Allah, it feels much better after hugging Zaujati (my wife),” Nathan murmured quietly. However, it can still be heard by the wife.
Physical touch through a hug like this is one form of love language that Nathan often shows to his wife. When you are happy, sad, or angry, it feels like all that will quickly subside if he can hug his wife. Physical touch through this hug itself is one of the attitudes that Nathan learned from Rasullullah Shallahu Alaihi wasallam. When angry, Rasullullah Shalallahu Alaihi wasallam will expel the anger by hugging his wife.
In a hadith, narrated a story when Rasullullah Shallahu Alaihi wasallam was angry with Siti Aisyah because Siti Aisyah continued to feel jealous of the late Siti Khadijah. The way that Rasullullah used to dispel the anger was to hug his wife, Siti Aisyah, saying, “Ya Khumairah Ku (the dear call of the Prophet to Siti Aisyah), has lost my anger after hugging you.” Hadith history of Muslims.
“Still nauseous, Mas?”
“Slightly,” replied the call owner. In the end he did not fill the stomach with porridge made by his beloved wife, but with 7 cherry dates. Sakari dates themselves are classified as laxative foods (lacative food), which can overcome the problem of constipation, because they contain high natural fiber that is healthy for the intestine and digestive system.
Dates become food that sunnah consumed when breaking the fast. According to the sunnah of the Prophet, the number of dates recommended for consumption is usually calculated from odd numbers, ranging from one, three, five, seven, and so on.
“Now it's better,” added Nathan reassuring.
Alea actually wanted to believe the husband's words, but seeing that the beautiful face was pale, she became concerned herself. Alea had already advised Nathan to be examined by the family doctor, but the man refused. Nathan has a fever too.
“You haven't slept?”
Alea who was standing near the sink seemed beristighfar when she heard the mother's voice suddenly say hello. She came down after putting her husband to sleep. To sleep in the true sense.
“Who are you peeling mango for these nights?” tanya Airra who came with an empty Tupperware bottle to fill with water. “Your husband? didn't you just give Nathan some porridge?”
Alea nodded in response. “Mas Nathan is asleep. She did not eat porridge because of nausea.”
“Whose mango is it for?”
“I,” replied Alea plain. “Suddenly want to eat a asem-asem, Mah. Just open the refrigerator look at the mango, so I take one.”
Arra looked at the princess with an unread face. Seriously, these nights her daughter wants to eat mangoes? Doesn't Alea not like mangoes?
“But, the mango fruit is not yet ripe perfect, dear. Still a little hard. It also must be sour.”
“It's okay, Mah.” Alea gave a small smile as she pierced a piece of skinless mango with a toothpick. “Like this even looks better.”
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