Asiyah End Times
Behind the Event

This afternoon Mr. Jendi came home early. Before noon. A little unwell.

After the incident Asiyah cried in front of Mama that afternoon, until now the atmosphere at home, between Pak Sendi and Asiyah was still cold.

Without saying hello into the house, to step his feet towards the room, remained without a sound.

But, even so their circumstances, still distant and very rigid, still what was sought by Pak Jende when he returned home was his wife. However, he had not seen the figure of Asiyah since.

Suddenly, while in front of the door of his room, Pak Jendi snickered. The door to the room was not closed. There is a gap for Mr. Joints to be able to peek a little. He saw Asiyah was cleaning up a file which he then stored into his closet. In his clothes.

Mr. Jendi astonished. He wondered in his heart. What file is that? What are the Asiyah's treasure deposits? Hhhhhh this cannot be allowed, he said he already has nothing but a car. I should check it out later secretly. Caught wet you Asiyah, hiding a secret from me. So thought Mr. Jendi, immediately saw Asiyah's behavior.

Asiyah was done with it. He walked out of the room, towards Pak Jendi. Open the door to that room.

Nggiikkkk. Solving the silence of Asiyah's solitude.

"Astaghfirullah's.. Brother, when will you come home? Why did you come home so quickly? Since when is Brother standing here?" Asiyah looked very surprised. Like panic. Like someone who's caught red-handed about his secret.

"Since you tried to hide the files of your treasure between your clothes in the closet Asiyah," Mr. Jendi spoke quickly. Stretch his voice. Staring at Asiyah with eyes full of anger. Reddened.

Asiyah looked even more panicked because of that gaze.

"Not Abang, it is just a useless piece of trash, there is no treasure that Asiyah hid from Abang, explained Abang know, the only Asiyah treasure is just a car that has been divided in two with Mama," asiyah explained quickly. Trying to convince her husband, who was striking at her anger.

"You liar Asiyah!!" said Mr. Jendi who did not believe the words of Asiyah at all. Angrier.

"Surgerr!! I'll prove everything to you, everything I've just seen is true" continued Mr. Jendi. In a hurry. Shifted the body of Asiyah who was in front of him. Pushing shoulders.

Asiyah's body moved. Struck to the floor.

Mr. Joints with his brutals walked quickly towards the wardrobe. Open it. Breakup abrik.

"Where do you keep Asiyah??!!" Mr. Jendi again said those words to Asiyah. The scene was scary.

The clothes were already tangled in disarray and scattered on the floor.

Asiyah trembled. His face was getting scared.

"Stoopp Brother!! There are no treasures that Asiyah keeps behind Abang!!" Asiyah moping face. Red her face held in dismay. Getting up from the floor.

Then the hand of the rude man stopped from the rapid movement. He was touching a map. Take it quickly. Then saw. Readable.

"Mother's Homes of Hope??" Mr. Jendi read it. Suddenly the voice grew quieter. Apparently the prejudice is wrong. This isn't Asiyah's treasure file.

"Abang, give the file to Asiyah, Abang does not need to read it," Asiyah pleaded with Mr. Jendi. Requesting. Stretched his hand.

Joints suddenly pressed against his stomach again. Like holding back pain. His face looks pale.

He didn't care about Asiyah. Mr. Jendi slowly opened the map. Scrupulously. Very cautious. Read it carefully.

A few minutes passed. Mr. Joints was still standing in front of the wardrobe. Still checking that file.

We came to the conclusion of the health checking data at the end of the paper.

Mr. Joints hands trembling. Shaking the file that was in his hand. His face is getting pale.

While Asiyah stood at the back side of the door watching her husband's attitude.

"Dad..you lied to me!! So all this time." the speech was interrupted, Mr. Jendi looked at Asiyah's face with a soft look. Still holding the file tightly in his hand. The anger that exploded earlier turned into deep disappointment. Tacit.

"Aahh is very sick Asiyah," Mr. Jendi fell to the floor. Pressing stomach. Groaned. Then fainted. With the map still in his hand.

Wwuuiwww. wwuuiiwww. wwuuiiwww. siren ambulance rang.

The journey feels so fast.

Mr. Jendi was rushed to the nearest hospital. Still unconscious.

Grruunjunggg. Running the medical personnel carrying the gallant body of Mr. Joints on it as soon as they reach the Hospital. Their footsteps were like the legs of an insect that simultaneously moved.

The white walls of the hospital were lined up staring bitterly at Asiyah's body.

"Abang. wake up Brother.." occasionally asiyah tried to wake Pak Jendi. Slowly shaking her weak husband's body motionless.

How sad Asiyah was. Seeing a man who became her husband was drooping on a rigid hospital bed.

The trauma seemed to come back on the trajectory of his memory. A few years ago Asiyah saw Abi also in this state. Sudden. It all just happened to Abi. And now, it happened to her own husband.

The taste in Asiyah's chest was mixed. Anxiety is becoming more unstoppable.

"O Allah, having fallen destiny Abi a few years ago, will You plunge back the destiny of the servant to lose the servant's husband? I still want to fix this marriage, God?" asiyah said without realizing it.

Pensively for a moment.

"Astaghfirullah. what kind of do'a is this?" Asiyah jerked. Awakening to what he just called.

Asiyah waited in front of the hospital room. Pak Jendi was immediately treated quickly by the hospital medical personnel in the room.

Soon the phone was switched on. Calling Umi and Mama. Describe the things that are happening to her husband at this time.

Thirty minutes or so, Umi came alone.

An hour passed. Mama has not yet been seen.

Three hours passed. Mama came with Pak Jendi's youngest sister.

"Kamuu. barren woman, aarrrgghh.." only the harsh words came out of the mouth of her in-laws. Then passing through Asiyah and Umi, immediately saw Mr. Jendi in the nursery.

An oxygen hose was attached to his nose. The hand was impaled by an infusion needle. Eyes closed. Lying weakly his body. His son was unconscious in the room.

Mama who witnessed the condition of her son, suddenly shed tears. Hugged it tightly.

A nurse came to Mama.

"What pain does my son Sus?" ask Mama with a hopeful look.

"The patient's blood vessels are problematic, also the stomach acid disease is relapsing," explained the nurse was brief.

"What's the cause of Sister?" asked Laura, her sister, Mr. Jendi.

"The results of the doctor's examination, because of anxiety disorders, or we usually call with too many thoughts, stress that can not be controlled by the patient," explained Sister.

"Okay, ma'am, I'm sorry" the nurse came out of the room.

Mama looked back at Pak Jendi with grief.

A few seconds passed. The look of Mama's eyes just realized, it turns out there is a map in the hands of her son.

Mom tried to let go of that hand. Very difficult. Trying to get the file.

Looks like my son didn't allow anyone to take this file. Mama tried to talk to Mr. Jendi, "Son, this is Mama, let Mama see this file yes, allow Mama to read the contents," Mama whispered in the ear of her beloved son.

Then the hand began to weaken. Hand grip Pak Joints off. The file can be easily retrieved by Mama.

"Thank you, son," whispered Mama, kissing Mr. Joints' forehead.

Mama checked the files right away until it was done.

How surprised Mama was. She shed her tears again. His sadness is growing. He looked at the boy who became the backbone of his family from childhood.

It turns out that the problem with the reproductive device is his own son. That means, it's not Asiyah the son-in-law who can't get pregnant.

It is clearly written in the health examination file from Harapan Bunda Hospital, that after the overall health check, the, Pak Jendi will be difficult to obtain offspring because there are several history of diseases that he suffered.

My mom was crying hysterically. Laura was no less sad to know this. They were surprised to know the true circumstances.