Asiyah End Times
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"Docteeerrr.. Susteerrrr... My husband Sisterr.." Asiyah shouted loudly. Hysterical saw the sign that her husband's heart rate had disappeared. Ttttttiiiiitttttt.

A very dramatic day.

There's only Asiyah there. Asiyah immediately called Umi and Mama to go to the hospital immediately. Briefly explain the current state of Pak Jendi.

The Doctor and Sister immediately came and handled Mr. Joints. While Asiyah was still waiting for Mama and Umi to come between them.

A few minutes passed. The check has been completed. The faces of the medics mumbled. Disappointment about the condition of Mr. Jendi which is currently difficult to explain to Asiyah.

The examining doctor, occasionally shook his head. It got to the point where they already seemed to give up.

The doctor looked at the small clock that was stuck in his hand. The doctor then said to a nurse, "At 08.35am."

The nurse nodded her head, swiftly recording her time.

"Forgive us Mom, we've tried, the mother's husband has arrived in time, God loves the mother's husband more," the doctor said slowly and with great caution to Asiyah.

It turns out that the time recorded by Sister just now is the death hour of Mr. Jendi.

"Inna lillahi wa inna ilaihi roji'un." said Asiyah lirih. His knees suddenly weak. Asiyah immediately fell to her knees on the floor. Her crying can't be contained.

The small scream then landed in his arms right on Joints chest. The face of the man who became her husband. So stiff, pale, motionless.

All medical aids attached to the body of Pak Joints have been released.

Mama and Umi arrived very quickly. But honey. What did they get? An Asiyah who was crying as she hugged her husband.

There is regret in Asiyah. Why is everything happening so fast. I think he just married this guy yesterday. It felt like just yesterday the suffering and pain of the marriage He felt.

It turned out that Asiyah's speech at that time to Umi had become a reality, her prayers were getting answered. The wedding exam was really only temporary. Very little time.

Unsuspectedly. Asiyah thought Allah would allow her to fix this household. It turns out that God wills another. Allah really wants everything to end without any more drama between Asiyah and her husband.

That is, time passes so quickly.

Today, Mr. Jendi's body was buried dramatically. With the cry of Mama and Pak Jendi's sisters.

Asiyah could only shut up. Her tears that never seemed to dry.

Until it's all over. Asiyah returned to her house. Acting as usual in solitude. Of course there is no longer a man who will snap at him. No more angry husbands.

In a young pregnant state, now Asiyah feels like a woman in general, nausea, vomiting, dizziness, even until her appetite is almost gone.

Since the time of Pak Jendi's death, every day Umi came to accompany Asiyah in her home. Come a little later and go home. Umi can not stay at Asiyah's house, because there are Aisyah and Ali waiting for Umi in their house.

This morning as usual, Umi came to Asiyah's house to deliver the food that Asiyah wanted. It's just, Umi could not bear to see her child in a young pregnant condition like this, sleeping alone in her home.

"Son, stay with Umi in our house, Umi could not bear to see Asiyah alone in this situation," said Umi in the middle room chair.

Asiyah and Umi sat facing each other.

"But Umi, this is the house given by Pak Jendi to Asiyah and the child in Asiyah's womb, Asiyah must take care of Umi," replied Asiyah. Spoons.

Suddenly, in the middle of the talk.

Pushhh.the sound of a file's thump landing on a glass table in front of Asiyah.

It was my mom who threw it.

"From now on, you do not need to be confused anymore Asiyah, because the house and all assets in the name of Joints, Mama has moved hands into Mama's property." said Mama.

"Yes, that means, from now on you can leave this house, because this house also belongs to Mama." he continued.

"You can come with your Umi to stay in your house."

Mama explained this arrogantly, also with a snobbish smile.

I don't know what demon possessed Mama. Is it possible that Mama actually did not really regret her actions, as her tears showed at that time?

Asiyah just kept quiet. Didn't even touch the file at all.

Umi took the file in front of her. Read the title, then research the contents.

Astarghfirullah's.. Umi spoke in her heart. What exactly happened to this family? Until Umi is unable to speak anymore, other than submitting the state of her son to the Almighty.

Clearly written there, there was not a single asset left for Asiyah and her baby.

Umi closed the file. Looking at Asiyah's face.

Asiyah looked back at Umi. "Umi, never mind, in shea Allah Asiyah can start everything from scratch, it's okay Umi," Asiyah said, smiling slightly at Umi. Strengthen yourself and also Umi. Grasping the back of Umi's palm, tightly.

Mom was still standing in front of them. With his haughty indifferent style.

"I think it's obvious." said Mama.

"Oo yes.. I'll give you a week to pack up from this house."

"Okee ya I'll excuse you first." continued the middle-aged woman who was very greedy. As they moved out of that house.

Asiyah just kept quiet. Little thought, did Mama not want the twins she contains as solace for the departure of her super hero son, Pak Sendi?

So bland is the heart of Mama that there is not the slightest bit of love for the child who is in my womb? Asiyah continued to wonder at the astonishment in her heart, inexhaustible.

Mama has gone. The footsteps that rang out the sound of the pleat had passed. Now Asiyah and Umi only live alone in this house.

"Hhuuuffffttt. Come on, son, let's get things done, so we can get out of this house as soon as possible, and stay with Grandma and also Om Ali and Tente Aisyah," asiyah said with words of her spirit that impressed forced. With teary eyes. Smoothed his right palm on his growing belly.

"Come on Umi, help Asiyah.." invite Asiyah to Umi to go to her room. Asiyah was cheerful.

Umi looked at Asiyah filled with sadness. What kind of attitude did Asiyah show her at this moment?

O Allah, what other wisdom are you preparing for the slave-son, Asiyah? I really can't bear to see how he is. Asiyah is so strong with all the trials You have given, O Allah.