AISYAH FORTITUDE
Chapter 24

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"Pak Baihaqi .. wait .. " said someone loudly. His footsteps sounded very firm while running.

Baihaqi looked back to look at the person who called out to him.

"You're Mr Baihaqi, aren't you?" ask a man in front of him.

"Thick and who are you? It seems like we don't know each other yet." Baihaqi told the man.

The man was big and white. His face was a bit like a bule and his facial line showed him a firm and fierce man.

"Oh .. yes ... Sorry I'm Anggie's dad. I can't go to her wedding. Can I ask for your address to see my daughter" he said firmly.

"You're Anggie's Dad. Mr Richard?" baihaqi said remembering the name when Ijab kabul took place.

"That's fine. You remember that name my son-in-law." Richard said with pleasure.

"My door is open to anyone. Weren't you able to contact Anggie through his cell phone" Baihaqi said, frowning in confusion.

"My relationship with my daughter was not good, after I divorced her. At first I wanted to babysit Anggie, but it wasn't allowed" she said briefly.

"This is our home address" Baihaqi said, handing Richard a business card.

"Thank you, one day I'll play there. Titip Anggie and keep the contents." he said firmly and a little commanding.

"Yes Mr. Richard. It has become my responsibility as a husband." said Baihaqi slowly. The word simply escaped his lips.

They also split up in the parking lot of the campus. Baihaqi returned home, while Richard turned back in either direction.

"Assynnnya ... Humairah .. " said Baihaqi calling his beloved wife.

"Valayevansalam ... Papa now Bai .. " said Nadya slowly. Then he ran and hit Baihaqi and hugged Baihaqi tightly.

Baihaqi crouched down and aligned himself with Nadya and returned the child's embrace.

"Why ??" ask Baihaqi slowly to Nadya.

"Name ... Umi .. " said Nadya brick.

"Umi why baby??!! ... Mbok Surti ..." he said slowly and called his beloved assistant.

Mbok Surti came in a hurry and approached Baihaqi still complete with aprons.

" That's sir .. anu uh ... That's my mom puking in her bathroom. Then Non Nadya said Mother did not come out and then the door was broken by Mr. Amin. She was unconscious and lying limp on the cold bathroom floor. Just the doctor checked on Mom. But ... I'm not aware yet" he said slowly and fearfully.

Hearing Mbok Surti's words, Baihaqi ran to the room with Nadya who had been struggling with him since. The sound of a murotal with an active speaker is still clearly heard. This sound that makes the house cool and calm. The recitation of the Holy Quran is heard throughout the house.

Aisyah was already lying weakly on her bed. Her eyes are still closed, her head is still wrapped in an instant hijab and her dress is still neatly covered with blankets to the chest. Only a slow but slightly rough breath sounded.

Baihaqi sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed Aisha's cheeks and stomach. The kiss on Aisyah's cheeks and lips that were so cold made Baihaqi feel guilty as Husband.

Mbok Surti went into the room and brought warm water and warm tea. The water was to compress Aisyah's body that had cooled since earlier.

"Mhc ... What doctor said?" ask Baihaqi slowly.

"Non Aisyah is fine. Just a little stress and fatigue" said Mbok Surti wiping Aisyah's body with warm water.

Baihaqi occasionally gave wind oil on Aisyah's nose to immediately wake up from her sleep. Aisyah's body seemed to move and give a positive response. His lips began to open to breathe oxygen. His eyes began to open and open.

Aisyah looked to the right and left. There was Mbok Surti who was carrying a wet towel. There was Baihaqi who was staring at Aisyah with sparkling eyes. Her heart was so sad to see her Husband who looked anxious and panicked.

"Mas ... " call Ayesha with one hand to reach Baihaqi's hand.

"Yes Aisha ... What do you want, honey?" asked Baihaqi gently and kissed Aisyah's forehead affectionately.

"Haus .." said Aisyah very softly.

Nadya had been next to Aisyah. But Aisyah had not seen the whereabouts of the little boy.

"Umi .. "call Nadya and embrace Aisyah with longing.

Baihaqi took a warm tea for Aisyah and gently spooned it into Aisha's mouth. Just entered three teaspoons of water, Aisyah stomach back nausea and want to vomit the contents of her stomach. But his body felt weak and not powered.

"Had Mas, I want to vomit it feels nauseous" said Aisyah slowly.

"Mbok get me the basin for Aisyah. Pity to walk. His condition was still limp." Baihaqi told Mbok Surti and petrified Aisyah to sit and lean on the bed board.

Mbok Surti immediately took the basin and gave it to Baihaqi.

"Wear this alone if nausea and feel like vomiting" said Baihaqi slowly.

Aisyah shook her head. She was ashamed to vomit in the basin while her husband stared at her. Her husband could be disgusted and not eat.

"I won't be disgusted, baby. Let's throw up, I'm fine, don't hold on, it could hurt yourself. I will always take care of you Ayesha." said Baihaqi as if knowing the purpose of the headband from Aisha.

The heart of which unhappy wife heard the words of Baihaqi throw away so sweet and indulge his wife. Aisyah was so grateful because her husband cared more for her and noticed her condition and the child in her stomach.

"Is there anything you want?" ask her then with full gentleness. As Baihaqi once read, a pregnant wife will definitely crave. And Baihaqi will be ready to be the standby husband who provides whatever his beloved wife wants.

"I just want you here Mas, rubbing my stomach until I sleep. Nadya sleeps near Umi huh. Later we play again, Umi is tired of going to sleep first." said Aisyah slowly to Nadya.

Nadya also complied and spread her tiny body beside Aisyah and looked at Aisyah's beautiful face.

"Name ... I also want to wear a veil like Umi and Mommy." said Nadya with innocence and smiled without burden.

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