
Both netra Widya broke when she heard the words
sweethearts. Widya was unable to answer anything, she just continued to shake
his head slowly, no.
Widya looked back at her mother who was now
commenting on a smile, a smile as if he approved of the Great Speech. And
Widya continued to shake her head, she did not want not because she did not want to obey
the mother, but Widya refused to do so if this was her last wish
the mother.
“Bu, I must be healthy again Bu,” Overt Widya who still
hope is full of the mother's healing.
Widya wants to talk again, but the father
stopping, Fadli touched the child's shoulder, until Widya said no.
“Wid, said the mother doctor can no longer,” said
Fadli with his wistful gaze, if asked who suffered the most
at a time like this, of course Fadli.
Must see the situation of the middle wife
dying, even the doctor had asked him for ihklas.
Fadli couldn't cry, everything he could stand
in the throat until it feels very painful, choked and tormented.
Fadli just wanted to make his wife happy
her life, Fadli knew, Ana wanted to see Widya get married before she died.
“Married boy, follow your mother's wishes,” clear
Fadli, shrivelled and Widya covered her face with one hand, she cried yet
still trying to keep that cry from breaking.
“Iya Sir,” replied Widya obediently.
Negating it, the Echoes breathed a sigh of relief. It
thought Widya would remain hard-headed and later regretted it if she arrived
not following his mother's wishes.
Knowing that Widya has agreed, Agung immediately
rush out of the room. Meet the gentleman who will marry her
later, but Agung asked to be married now in series, then later
will remarry by state, because all the documents are finished
all the. Their wedding books have even entered the queue to be printed.
The gentleman immediately agreed to the idea of the Great, kala
hearing the reason behind the advance of this kabul ijab.
He even asked to be brought home immediately
be ill. Even the wife of the pengulu sir also wanted to be a witness, wife
the head scarf carries a long, white hijab, which can later be
used by Widya.
Right after the magrib, Agung and Widya held
their marriage was in the hospital, in front of the mother who was lying down
weaklings.
I ACCEPTED THE MARRIAGE AND MARRIED WIDYA PUTRI BINTI
MUHAMMAD FADLI WAS PAID IN CASH.
Legitimate?
LEGITIMATE!
ALHAMDULILAH. Say some leafy people in Ana's nursery at the time.
And Widya's tears fell as well, her happy day
feels so sad.
Agung kissed Widya's forehead fondly after
Widya first kissed the back of her husband's hand with reverence.
“Everything will be fine, believe me,” said
Great with his deep gaze, Agung only used black colored peci
and Widya uses a white hijab,. Even their clothes were still the same as when meeting Kiran and Aslan during the day
earlier.
Widya nodded, this joy she felt
at once.
Until the time comes, when Agung and Widya ask
blessing to their parents, both Great parents
rush came here when Agung informed.
“Mother is grateful Wid, mom is very grateful to be able to
watching you get married,” said Ana Lirih, in a barely audible voice.
Widya was unable to say anything, just sobs
which came out in response.
****
Kiran, tried to contact Agung and
Widya but never could. Both of his best friends were compact not responding
all his messages and calls.
Even until the magrib passed, all his messages were still
a feeling that made him uneasy even though he did not know what the cause was.
“Mas, how do I feel bad? From this afternoon,
Agung and Ms. Widya did not break the news, even all my messages they ignored
everyone,” explained Kiran, sitting next to the husband, both sitting on the side
bed after performing the prayer magrib congregation.
“Maybe they're busy, Ana's mom just came in
hospital, must be a lot that they are taking care of,” replied Aslan trying
calming, even though he was as anxious as Kiran.
Aslan also tried to contact Agung earlier,
but similarly, his call never received an answer.
Hearing the husband's answer, Kiran was only able to breathe out slowly.
His heart still did not feel relieved.
At nine o'clock in the evening, Kiran tried
back to his two best friends.
And the two Kiran neutrals are breaking up, when the call
the Supreme gets the answer.
“Alhamdulilah, O Allah Gung, from when I called
you never answered, what happened? Ana's mother is fine
right?” cerca Kiran directly, even he and Agung both have not uttered
salaam.
Agung did not immediately answer, giving a pause for a moment.
“Gung?” call Kiran again.
“Mother Ana is dead Ran, tomorrow morning will be
buried,” clearly Agung with his voice heard softly, seen once
if his friend is sad,
Kiran shuddered, unable to answer anything.
Aslan who heard the call immediately
take the wife's phone and take over.
“Innalilahiwainaiirajiun, patience Mas, God willing, God willing,
tomorrow morning we will be there,” replied Aslan later.
Then not long after that call was interrupted,.
Agung also tells Aslan if he and Widya are married, fulfilling
mother Ana's last wish.
Kiran was crying, feeling sad, especially at this moment
his heart is so sensitive that he has difficulty regulating emotions.
“Tomorrow morning we go home mbak Widya yes?” take Aslan
and Kiran nodded her head. Kiran was unable to speak anymore, only
able to breathe out slowly.
****
Grand, hugging the wife tightly. Widya's crying
it broke when the doctor covered the mother's entire body using a white cloth.
“Istigfar dear, istigfar,” said Agung shrivelled,
speaking right in the wife's ear.
Widya's sisters have all gathered at home
sick, and when everything was gathered, then Ana's mother went home
mercy.
Right now, they were all preparing to return home
home, while carrying the body of the mother.
At exactly 10 p.m., they all arrived home
Widyah. Neighbors who had heard the news also flocked
come and say his condolences, no matter if the night is getting late, no matter what,
they are loyal to be there. Until midnight. Atmosphere starts
deserted. Only the sound of Yasin's letter was echoed by Widya's brother in the
next to the mother's body.
While Widya has been sitting with energy
near-exhausted.
“Drink,” said Agung while giving a glass of water
white to the wife, Widya only received the glass, but so
reluctant to swallow it.
Until Agung finally returned to take the glass and immediately drank it on
the wife.
“Istigfar dear, we will all later too
back,” is obviously Great, but those words instead make Widya cry again.
Widya is already a clairvoyant, only she still feels
wistful.
All Widya can do now is hug her body
the husband is close, looking for strength.