Almahyras
Section 25

Advice from Mardiyah has been done Alma. Ustazah Aini came with some senior santriwati and helped lift Ummi Salamah in bed. The white wood was already held by him, Alma approached, sat on the edge of the bed and gave white wood for Umm Salamah to breathe.

"Nnnn ..."

"Sir, Ummi just fainted or from earlier?" ask Ustazah Aini.

Alma shook her head slowly. "I don't know, Ustadzah. But I think it's been since."

The door of the room that was originally slightly closed suddenly opened wide. Come Lutfan, Umma Sarah, Mardiyah and also Jafar. Spontaneous alone Alma stood-let Umma Sarah to sit at the bedside.

"Now Salamah ..."

Umm Salamah opened her eyes slowly. With a pale and weak face he tried to sit on the aid of Umma Sarah. While Jafar, sitting carried. Lutfan stood beside Mardiyah as well as Alma and Ustazah Aini near the doorway.

"Sir Salamah .. What is sick? We're going to the hospital, okay?" said Umma Sarah.

With a faint smile Umm Salamah shook her head. "Sir isn't pa-pa, Sarah. Just tired, suddenly my brother's head hurt."

Tiredness?

I should have gone to the market ... Ummi must have been tired of going too far.

Ummi Salamah's view turned to Jafar. "Ummi ain't pa-pa, son. Ummi was just dizzy. Don't worry too much."

How could Ummi ask Jafar not to worry? Obviously Ummi was the only parent Jafar had. Even if I become Jafar, I am as worried as he is.

Jafar was silent with a sad gaze continuously looking at Ummi Salamah. Alma sat down below following her husband-by crouching beside Jafar, Alma said softly, "Ummi ... We go to the hospital, huh?"

"Oh Allah, Ummi not pa-pa, son. You all don't worry."

Ustazah Aini who was originally fluttering in the doorway, was now approaching to the bed. "That is said to be the same Alma was right Ummi. Aini drive to the hospital, Aini sent Ummi there. Aini was really worried about Ummi."

Alma looked up, looking at Ustazah Aini who was so worried about Umm Salamah. And from every speech that comes out of Ustazah Aini, as already very clear that his proximity to Ummi Salamah is so close.

"No need for Ustazah. Ummi has accompanied," said Mardiyah as if she knew what Alma was thinking.

"Udah ... Ummi really isn't pa-pa. Later if Ummi feels dizzy again, Ummi will ask directly to the hospital." After that, Ummi Salamah looked at Ustazah Aini and said, "Here, thank you for helping Ummi, yes? ... Now you're good to be--"

"This can accompany Ummi, here," argued Ustazah Aini.

She ... really cares about Ummi.

Um Sarah said, "Here, thank you for the help. Let me take care of my brother. You can come back, son."

Umm Salamah is fine. Ustazah Aini has also resigned. Now accompanying Umm Salamah in the room is Umma Sarah-her sister. In the living room, Alma, Mardiyah, Jafar and Lutfan sat silently struggling with their respective thoughts.

"Mas I'm sure, Auntie must be fine," said Lutfan suddenly.

Jafar just nodded.

"Mardiyah thank you for helping me out" said Alma.

Mardiyah nodded. "Yes." Yeah."

"Today let me go around all the outlets, make a look at the sales yesterday. I'm here with Bibi" said Lutfan.

Jafar shook his head in a sign of disagreement. Then he took out a pen and a notebook writing notes for Lutfan. "Duty is responsibility, Lutfan. I already have my own duties, and you do your own, ", Jafar wrote.

"Mas .. I understand. But if it is urgent gini is not pa-pa. I really am not a hassle. God willing, I can, "persuade Lutfan, again.

Jafar shook his head and stood-leaving the living room towards the room.

"Don't force" said Mardiyah.

Lutfan's left eyebrow is raised. "Gue has no intention to force Mas Jafar. I mean, ban--"

Alma followed-entered the room slowly. It looks like Jafar is sitting on the edge of the bed facing the dresser using neat clothes; white clothes oblong with black pants. He felt like Jafar was being upset, feeling really afraid of something that was constantly expected.

"I'll take care of Ummi. If you want to go to work not pa-pa," said Alma slowly.

Jafar looked at Alma from a distance. That net gaze actually implied all sorts of worry, Jafar's right hand raised and his four fingers swung slowly-begging Alma to come closer.

"I can take care of Ummi. I'll call you directly if there's anything with Ummi."

Alma is approaching. And Jafar touched the fingers of his wife-lantas' hand asking Alma to sit beside him. Suddenly Jafar had difficulty breathing, several times he took and exhaled.

"Why are you?"

The touch of the hand became a tight grip. Jafar tried to control himself, catch his breath again and again. Until his breathing improved, he fell resting his head on Alma's shoulder.

In-he why?

"Jafar .. Are you okay?"

Jafar nodded slowly, his breathing had returned to normal. He lifted himself up, away from Alma's embrace and took a pen and notebook.

"I'm scared. I was afraid of losing Ummi" Jafar wrote.

"I know. So now it's up to you to leave or not. I will not force. If you want to leave, I will take care of Ummi. And every minute if you ask the situation of Ummi was just a phone call, I will answer as soon as possible," said Alma.

Jafar with a slight bow wrote a reply for Alma. "I'm leaving. But doesn't it bother you?"

Alma. "Absolutely not, Jafar. Ummi it's mert-U-ummi's already like my own mother."

Why did you say you should be ashamed?

Jafar nodded, then he stood up to walk into the closet-take the black jacket and put it on. Then looking down again at the dresser put a piece of paper there.

Jafar's gone. After Alma kissed the back of her hand. And Alma looked back at the dresser.

"I try to go home quickly. And later in the afternoon you do not need to cook, I will bring food from the outlet. You need to try it" Jafar wrote.

Alma nodded with an unconscious smile.

So exactly ... What does he do?

The outlet? Calculating sales results?

What is Ummi and Umma's husband's business?

There was a knock on the door from outside. Followed by the voice of Mardiyah who called out to him. Then immediately, Alma stood-putting back the Jafar paper on the table and opened the door.

"At the same call Ummi," said Mardiyah.

Alma entered the room of Umm Salamah.

"Ummi called Alma?" ask Alma.

Umm Salamah nodded, asking her daughter-in-law to come closer by swinging her hand. "You go to the parlor there, get your things. Same with Mardiyah, huh?"

Alma. "Alma will take care of Ummi. Tomorrow, there's still Ummi's day."

"Now there is Umma Sarah. So you're going to the parlor now, huh?"

Alma had to agree. After wearing socks, he approached Mardiyah to the front-and walked together towards the parking lot.

"When was your marriage legally consummated?" suddenly asked Mardiyah.

"Fastly, Mar." Alma cleared her throat and looked at Mardiyah, with a seductive smile she continued to say, "You ... same Lutfan when married?"