AMONG THE 3A
CHAPTERS 155. HABRIZI DIAGNOSTIC

Hasbi fidgeted when Habrizi's body returned to convulsions, Serli quickly turned on the timer to find out how long the duration of the seizure and the interval from one event to another.

"Mas, pity Reezi, where the morning is still a long time, I can't suckle her," she cried bitterly.

"Please baby, a few hours in the morning, go to bed first so that tomorrow we have the energy to accompany it."

"I'm afraid he's having another seizure, the heat's gone down but ko's still having a seizure huh? is our son normal?" Cry broke.

Hasbi was just as anxious, her son was draped there, the adorable fat body looked haggard even though he had not been sick last night.

"Reezi, Papa promises us to go for a walk later after being healthy yes .. so you have to be strong, son," he whispered from afar not to lose sight of the baby.

Serli was still awake, saw his plump hands with strokes as if his skin tightened due to his rapid growth, now had to be installed infusion, his nose was attached to a little oxygen hose that made his sleep uncomfortable.

"Mama's son, healthy again yes," Serli rubbed her baby's head lovingly.

Aiswa, Aiswa, I have to send her a message.

Hasbi chose to rest first when Serli refused to sleep. He also told his father about the condition of his eldest son. Yai maxum tomorrow will just visit him in Jakarta.

Next Morning.

Visiting doctors come to receive reports of visits and control the patient's condition. Serli submitted the results of observations overnight to the condition of the baby.

"It's not more than five minutes but it's a few hours over and over again, ma'am? the fever is down" the doctor clarified Serli's report.

"Yes Doc, is it dangerous?"

"We'll do an EEG test and an MRI this morning for the patient, please be on standby."

"Okay, doctor, will it affect him in the future?"

"We'll see the results after the test, ma'am."

"Okay, thank you very much."

The visiting doctor then exited the room along with Hasbi who had just finished cleaning herself from the bathroom.

"What does the doctor say, baby?" Ask Serli.

"Adek will be tested EEG MRI Mas, at nine o'clock ... Mas, don't work" Serli pleaded.

"Dear, I won you today, yes" he said gently, approaching his wife and caressing her sad face.

"I went to the cafeteria, bought breakfast for you" Hasbi put his phone to charge on the table next to his son's cage.

"Yes, fruit too."

"Okay, don't stress. .. I don't want you to be sick, Reezi needs us and I'm sure my son will be fine."

"Aamiin," she said to her husband.

You are so gentle with me why not Aiswa Mas, if only you were fair, maybe he was still yours.

"Eh, yes, the phone." Serli grabs Hasbi's abandoned phone.

Serli did secretly know the key code of her husband's phone. Jari quickly sought out Amir's contact and sent him a message, introduced himself first and asked for prayers for the recovery of his son who will undergo a health test later in the day also praying for the good of his household with Aiswa, her husband's ex-wife.

Serli was smart, she always knew what her husband did including the lawsuit against Hermana Group even though Hasbi never told her.

After sending out a few long sentences, he erased his tracks there. Do not forget to tell Amir not to reply to the statement he just wrote for him.

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Tazkiyas.

Today, Amir will take Aiswa to visit Arza, his school that he has never told even Aruni. Visit some of Queeny's boutiques in Jakarta.

His return to Java was delayed until tomorrow, waiting for Aiswa's online college schedule to drop. His wife was already noisier because she was left behind many modules after a week less lecture.

When Aiswa handed her phone before she left the room, she saw a notification of an incoming message from Hasbi. To be honest he was lazy, so the message was suspended.

"Mir, so go?" Buya asked as he passed by from the reading room.

"Yes Buya."

"Aish's car cake that is usually made umma yes because umma you ga everywhere today," Hariri salim handed over the keys to his daughter's car.

"Umma again njai Bii ... Mom, go first." Put it in the hands of the father.

"Sumringah very, be careful of you." Seeing Aiswa's bright face.

"Sweep Buya," replied Amir passed from there holding the fingers Aiswa.

The black yaris slid out of the Tazkiya complex towards Bekasi.

"Where are you going Bii?"

"To where you came from, the capital prepared for your marriage is about you," he smiled turning to the left of his wheel.

"Ish ain't so obvious."

"Just today, all day outside with me .. because all day in the room is hard, lots of advertising," he laughed.

"Rohi, do you want to munda or honga?"

"Bii, it's after anu ... Should it be before donk, pretend or what? I don't want to procrastinate, why?"

Amir laughed, it was deliberately a trial he thought. If Aiswa gets pregnant right away, she's happy if she's not even talked about anymore.

"What is your college? not bothering you about getting pregnant?"

"Mba Naya can only while in college, handle Queeny, when I do Bii, permission yes," he asked.

"Naya has a baby sitter, aspri, secretary Queeny, admin, managing team .. a lot of hands he is dear, I can not afford it all .. but I do not want you cape."

"So much Bii, say not capable but later taken care of all .. like it emang, one two with Mas Panji," funny woman, presented with a charming smile her husband.

"Sorry, why didn't he ever touch you?"

"I'm Bii's second wife, she's got Serli."

"Innalillahi" Amir was surprised and pulled the car over to the side of the road.

"Married to Serli in series in Singapore when he attempted suicide because of frustration rejected Mba Naya."

"Astaghfirullah, it's worth it, everything makes more sense .. You were hurt by him Rohi?"

"Engga, as the umma said, I deliberately hurt myself with excessive worship, to umma who took care of me from him .. he never felt at home, his night was always spent with Serli ... I've already offered him a loh Bii, but he himself is reluctant .. I lost sexy to his wife maybe," Aiswa laughed loosely.

"Ckck, you're making me jealous of Rohi."

"Bii he never once saw me without .. only ever saw my hair once." Shyness shy.

I'm sorry Bii, I'm hesitating to tell you that she also once felt my chest.

"What's wrong, it's natural, you were his wife at the time." Amir rubbed Aiswa's head dear. Grab him in the arms with a kiss on his face.

"I don't want her when with Mba Runi ah, later jealous because Qolbi must be gentle with her."

"I also don't want to tell you, sorry baby, my time with Qiyya is quite mine. Don't listen to the voices around if anyone mentions it. Yeah, yeah, ask me directly when it bothers you, "honestly to Aiswa.

"Iya Bii .. I understand the duties and obligations of Qolbi when with him, sincerely ko ga what .. way again come on," Senium Aiswa published.

Amir smiled warmly, then grabbed his phone.

"Try to open a message from my dear Hasbi, what did she say?"

Aiswa opened her husband's phone, looked for the requested message and read it.

"Serli Bii, his son is seriously ill, innalillahi...."

Is this Hasbi's punishment?

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...Guess yok, his son is healed? how is your child healthy again? there is a clue above .. hehe...