AMONG THE 3A
CHAPTERS 158. PRAYER TWO A

"Because what is Umma?"

"Because you're by his side, Mir."

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Morning's approaching.

After visiting doctors visited Hasbi's room, they were again asked to consult in the doctor's room.

Hasbi who last night could not rest properly because both of his aspri also could not find the drug sought, he was restless.

The doctor is now explaining the patient's condition.

"HBnya noon will be checked back whether it has been climbed or vice versa, your father will be tested after eight o'clock will go directly to the lab yes sir."

"Although the MRI results do not show abnormal symptoms, but if the patient has a fever or seizures again accompanied by a long duration, we must be vigilant again.maybe the condition is stable today even though we will still observe," obviously doctor.

"What are the consequences of a seizure that lasts a long time doctor?" Hasbi started to worry again.

"Convulsions in infants or children with a duration of more than five minutes, recurrent and occur until loss of consciousness can cause permanent damage to the brain, which can cause permanent damage to the brain, or epilepsy occurs because of a history of patients have had an increase in bilirubin ... Sir, we will still maximally seek medical action .. but many factors affect if such an impact occurs."

The doctor calmed Hasbi down, reassuring him that his son's condition was not severe but remained vigilant. The drug he was looking for was the cure for the worst diagnosis.

Why seek first? because the drug was rare then the doctor sought several types of similar drugs, because for patients with suspected symptoms of epilepsy, if it is suitable on the type of drug then it is mandatory to consume the same drug so on.

Hasbi finally understood the doctor's reason for preparing everything he asked for yesterday. Currently, Abuyanya is the hope of healing for Reezi.

"We wait for your father rhesus yes Mr. Hasbi, hopefully it can be used for patients."

Hasbi stepped gontai out of the doctor's room. Serli who saw it was very anxious, his blood pressure was low even though he had to prepare a good breast for Reezi.

Towards Dzuhur.

His son came back fussy, crying and very hard to persuade. His father's lab results have come out, but disappointingly, doctors do not recommend continuing blood collection because they fear they can not raise HB because the regeneration ability of his father's red blood cells has been reduced, feared there are disorders of the function of the heart, kidneys, and others that can endanger his health.

When he is pensive to think of ways or look for volunteer donors. The door of the VVIP room was slowly knocked from the outside.

"Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumussalaam .. What are you doing here? want to laugh at us?" hardik Hasbi when he opened the door and saw a young couple in front of their nursery.

The young couple chose silence, the woman hid behind her husband's arm, reluctant to look at the figure of the man in front of her.

Hearing his son yelling at someone, Yai Maxum got up from his seat.

"Hasbi, Buya who invited them .. enter Nak," asked Yai Maksum to pull Amir's arm.

Hasbi chose to leave the room with a face of anger. While Amir sat on the sofa with Yai Maksum, his teacher.

Aiswa sees Reezi restless on her bed, and Serli looks weak as he says hello earlier, probably tired. Aiswa approached the baby whining as if asking for something.

"Dear Assalamu'alaikum, Umma came to see her, "" said Aiswa gently approached Reezi's ear and kissed her cheek.

The baby seemed to understand, he heard Aiswa's soothing voice.

"You want to come with Umma ga?" looking at Reezi's clear-eyed bead, his hand gently rubbed the baby boy's back.

"Can I carry a sling?" Ask Serli who is weakly possessed by him.

"Alhamdulillah, dear come with Umma huh?" he said he dipped both palms Reezi back and forth alternately. Slowly lifting his body.

It's hot, honey. Bismillah, heal yea, pray Umma and Abi for adek.

Miraculously, Reezi was instantly silent in Aiswa's arms. He gently rubbed the baby's head, incessantly chanting prayers and dhikr then blowing on the crown.

Allahummasyfii Habrizi bin Ahmad Hasbi, al-fatihah continued al mu'awiddzatain.

U'iidzuka bikalimatillahi tammati min kulli syaithanin wa hammatin wa min kulli ‘ainin.

"Bii .. do'ain was," asked Aiswa to Amir who had been observing him. The simple man approached his wife who was holding Reezi.

"Assalamu'alaikum, sholehnynya Abi .. adek sick? Abi can tell where's sick, dear?" his swipe while peeping Reezi's hand back and forth, exactly what Aiswa did.

The tiny baby in Aiswa's arms moved her infused hands, a subtle movement that Amir picked up on her reaction.

"Is this the one that hurts?" he rubbed Reezi's left hand.

As'alullahal azhima rabbal 'arsyil 'azhimi an yassfiyaka.

Amir read it seven times according to the sunnah of Rosulullah. Continued with...

Imsahil ba'sa rabban. Bi yadikas syifa. Lah kasyifa lahu illa anta.

He recites Al-Isra verse 82 in Reezi's ear while sitting at the bedside and repeatedly rubbing his head while Aiswa stands.

"Umma wants to tell the meaning of one of the verses that Abi read earlier yes dear ... Reezi can be while booby .. said Ibn Kathir and assy-shaukani, the Quran as a medicine for Qolbun or heart to eliminate ignorance, doubt, and, disbelief and uncovering deviations concerning the manifestation of God ... Al-Qur’an is also a cure for dzohir diseases such as dizziness, fever, infection, swelling stung something or other by ruqyah accompanied by ta'awudz as we do ... Reezi will be the son of Umma who is sholeh yes Nak, so hafidz like Abi Amir, because the Qur’an also as a mercy, Aamiin."

"Aamiin .. fast healthy again yes dear, healthy plenary," Amir kissed the baby's hand infused repeatedly.

The baby fell asleep, his body temperature dropped no longer hot like it was when Aiswa held him. This young couple very much enjoys stroking a tiny baby that looks weak.

Amir offered to take turns carrying but rejected Aiswa, finally he returned to chant the letter al anbiyya verses 83 to 84 like the story of Prophet Ayub alaihissalam.

A soothing sight that made Serli cry without a sound. Until the nurse came to the room asking for something that made Serli again confused.

"Mrs Hasbi, is the donor available? for transfusion if HB patient has not boarded .. if there is directly to the lab this afternoon yes," he asked while checking Reezi's condition in the arms of Aiswa.

"His fever's coming down, huh?" the sisters recorded the patient's progress and shortly exited their room.

Huh huh? coming down? because they are?

"Alhamdulillah, be healthy dear."

Aiswa looked at Amir long ago, until the man realized his wife wanted something. They only looked at each other but soon after Amir nodded and made Aiswa's smile appear.

"Mba, the Reezi was bobo .. we say yes, then come back tomorrow ... calm your heart and if you can accompany it with murottal or Mba can so Reezi is also calm." Serli just silently responded to Aiswa, he was too amazed at her.

Aiswa put the plump baby back in her bed, smirking her cheeks.

"Umma and Abi go home first, baby, come back later" whispered Aiswa in Reezi's ear.

After saying goodbye to Yai, the couple headed somewhere.

"Bii, shukron," her hand tightly kissed her husband's palm.

"Bismillah dear we try yes ...what is your heart Aiswa made of?"

"Because Qolbi is with me .. and this is God's work, if it is possible why not do it?"

"It's bubbling, want to kiss can't ya?"

C-ups.

"May and pay." Aiswa kissed her husband's cheek, then left Amir speechless in his place in shock at Aiswa's attitude just now.

While in the room, Serli locked himself in the toilet, crying so much, he regretted.

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