After Marriage
CHAPTER 40

One night we both said "i can't live without you", but the next morning after parting, we're alive and well.

- Kiran

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"Ran, bismilah" Tika said after hearing the sound of their departure notice echoed in the waiting room.

According to Kiran, she said Bismilah, then Fahmi pushed her wheelchair slowly. Start entering the plane that will take him flying to Malaysia.

A few weeks ago, Fahmi got an offer to move there, at that time Fahmi still asked for time to think.

But this morning, he got an answer.

After taking care of Kiran's divorce lawsuit against Aslan. Fahmi immediately brought all his family to leave Jakarta.

The city that for him was full of wounds for his sister.

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Tonight for some reason, the wind blew colder for Aslan. As if hinting that something was missing in her. The empty space was filled with a piercing chill.

Feeling agitated, Aslan then looked for the existence of his cellphone that had been neglected all day. He wanted to contact Fahmi and ask about the state of the wife.

It didn't take long, Aslan found the phone, still neat in the bag.

He saw the phone, many missed calls and also incoming messages from Maya.

But there was one number that stole his attention. An anonymous number called her among Maya Maya's.

Though this is his personal number, only the closest people know, then whose number is this? thought.

But do not want to lose a lot of time, Aslan chose to ignore the number and immediately contact fahmi.

But baby, the call is not connected.

Sorry, the number you are going to is not active or is out of range. Please try a few more moments.

3 times Aslan repeats and the result remains the same.

"O Allah," murmured Aslan softly, he rubbed his face rough, his heart growing uneasy.

"Ran, how are you, baby?" he looked at his own cell phone that was still on.

But immediately he was sucked, when suddenly there was an incoming call from Maya.

Not long after, Aslan answered the phone.

"May Assalamualaikum."

"God, O God, where have you been all day? why is my call not raised, my message is also not there is one that Mas reply. Not to be replied, Mas read it was not," said Maya, at first he said with a stir, but the longer so sad.

"Sorry May," Aslan replied briefly, that was all he could say. Because honestly, now his mind was only on Kiran. His other wife, who is currently struggling in the hospital. Not to mention remembering her dead son. Aslan was completely devastated.

While at the end of there, Maya is devastated. Getting an apology even makes him languish. In the past, this husband would have persuaded and seduced, but now only the word Sorry that he got.

Wh why? because Kiran. That's what Maya believed.

"May?" call Aslan because Maya is silent.

"Yes Mas" Maya replied in a lethargic voice.

"How's Kiran doing, is she conscious?" asked Aslan directly, because this is what he wanted to know from now on.

The deg! like a pinch, Maya's heart really felt pain and tightness.

Wh why? why was Kiran even asked? how's with me? how's my? how am I doing? it's in the heart.

"I don't know Mas, today I accompanied Umi to go to check the contents," replied Maya lying.

Silent, as if the two were busy with their respective thoughts.

While Maya smiles, this is the purpose of carrying the child who is still in the womb.

To distract the husband from the honey.

With passion, Maya tells a story that she corals herself, because today she did not check the content at all.

Long enough, until the phone disconnected.

Leaving behind Maya who was smiling widely, while Aslan was increasingly shrouded in anxiety.

"O Allah, protect Kiran, restore her immediately, O Allah, I beg you" he said, glancing at the clock on the wall.

At 10 p.m., why does this night feel so long?

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Early in the morning, Aslan immediately asked permission for all his coworkers to go home early. His work is not finished, but it seems he can no longer if you have to linger in Surabaya without any definite news about Kiran.

At dawn, he called Fahmi again. But unfortunately, it turns out that number still does not remain active.

His brain could no longer think positively, it could no longer guess.

Although impressed not responsible for his work, but Aslan remained strong to go home.

He did not want, when the wife realized, he was not beside Kiran.

Hurriedly, Aslan picked up the flight early, at 7:30. With a long flight for 1 hour.

At exactly 8:30, he arrived in Jakarta.

The main goal is the hospital where the wife is currently being treated. So agitated, Aslan asked the taxi driver to go faster.

At 9 am, the taxi arrived in front of the hospital lobby. After paying, Aslan hurried down and carried his backpack in his right hand.

He ran a little, down the hospital hallways with wide strides. Not infrequently, he even often collided shoulders with other visitors.

Brak!

Roughly, Aslan opened the door of the wife's ward.

Blank.

No one, not even the room light was off. It indicates that there are no more residents.

"Where's Kiran? was he conscious and moved to another room? o Allah, Alhamdulilah," said Aslan grateful. With lips full of smiles, he then ran back to the information table.

Wanted to ask, in the ward where his wife was transferred.

"What's the name, sir?" ask the employee in the hospital's information section.

"Kirana Putri," replied Aslan steadily.

"Mother Kirana was out yesterday morning sir, she was transferred to another hospital by the family. But we don't know which hospital they're going to" the employee explained after reading Kiran's track record at the hospital.

Aslan was silent, gamang.

His mind was suddenly empty, and his heart was empty.

"How come? My wife still needs intensive care, how can it be moved away?" aslan asked excitedly, a little mixed with disbelief over what happened.

Wh why? why was Kiran transferred without her confirmation first, without her permission as a husband.

"Sorry sir, but Kirana's mother's transfer was in accordance with the hospital procedure. You better ask Fahmi's brother directly. Brother Fahmi is the recorded name as the person in charge of Kirana's mother."

O Allah. Inner Aslan, back he rubbed his face violently.

What the hell's going on? His mind was full of questions, especially when remembering, Fahmi's number could never be contacted.