Assalamualaikum Ukhti

Assalamualaikum Ukhti
Chapter 66


Today Fahry was escorted by someone who helped him when the accident happened to go home, because his motorbike was badly damaged.


While in front of the house, Icha looks sweeping on the terrace of the house.


“Assalamualaikum ..” said Fahry saluted.


“Waalaikumsalam, Mas. loh, what's with your hand mas?” tanya Icha saw her husband's hand full of small wounds, especially on the elbow.


“Before Darling. Sir, thank you for driving me. Come, stop by first,” invite Fahry to the man.


“Sama-sama. Sorry, not not unwilling. But I have a job. Next time, I will definitely stop by,” reject the man.


“Iya, Sir. Thank you once again, sorry for the trouble.”


“No need to apologize, bro. I say goodbye, assalamualaikum.”


“Waalaikumsalam,” says Fahry.


“Mas, what happened?” ask Icha worried.


“Let's go in,” take him.


Fahry and Icha enter the house, Icha takes the medicine box. But before that she made warm tea for her husband.


“Mas, drink first.”


Handing over the glass with tea, Icha sat down next to her husband and started removing the cotton to clean the wound.


After drinking a few sips, Fahry saw his wife who was so painstakingly cleaning her wounds.


“I was in an accident Honey, not just me. But, there are some people who also experience it, some even die in place.”


“Innalilahi wainnailaihirojiun Hotel, Mas. Thank goodness I am so sorry for them. May Husnul Khotimah, and received all his charities,” she hugged her husband.


“Iya, Darling. Just a small wound, 'cause I jumped off the bike. But, the motor given by Abang Dika is destroyed no longer in shape,” said Fahry.


“Don't think about the bike, Mas. Most importantly Mas congratulations,” said Icha.


She continued to clean her husband's wounds, and a message came in through her phone.


“This is just a small warning, get ready, after this there is another surprise.”


Fahry read the message, glancing beside his wife still busy with his injuries.


“So this is Papa's doing. Astaghfirullah .. so hate me, do not think much of being a victim of this accident,” murmured Fahry inwardly.


“Mas, how dumb? Why, who sent you a message?” ask Icha curious.


“Entah. Unknown number, may be misconnected.”


“Oh,” sahut Icha.


Fahry instantly keeps his phone in a bag, for this message he has to hide from his wife.


Geck! Geck!


The sound of knocking on the door, like impatience.


Icha stepped open the door, looking at the Mama with breath up and down.


“Honey, where's Fahry? Mama saw her bike in the accident. Where is she?” mama Sintya asked impatiently.


“Ma, relax Ma. Mas Fahry is inside, enter first Ma.”


Ms. Sintya seemed to be breathing a sigh of relief.


He entered to see Fahry's state full of wounds, especially on his arm.


“Fahry, are you okay?” ask her mother-in-law.


“I'm good, Ma. Alhamdullilah, Fahry survived the accident.”


“We go to the hospital now,” take Bu Sintya.


“Ma, sorry. Fahry refused, this is just a small wound and has been treated by my wife.”


“You sure?” ask Ms. Sintya again.


“Very sure, Ma.”


“Huft ... Mom came straight here after seeing the news. Mama saw the motor you drive was badly damaged,” said Bu Sintya looks so anxious when he just arrived.


However, at this time he could breathe a sigh of relief to see his daughter-in-law's condition was fine.


Upon seeing Icha enter the room, Ms. Sintya had a chance to talk to Fahry.


“At to Papa's office. Mama overheard Papa ordering people to harm you. Astaghfirullah Fahry, this is outrageous. You have always been a victim of Papa, Mama is so ashamed of you!”


“Fahry knows how to Ma. Even Papa sent me a message, to be careful after this.”


“Yes Allah, Fahry. You better move out of this town. Mama doesn't want anything to happen with you guys,” suggested Ms. Sintya.


“Fahry, this has been so outrageous!”


“Ma, trust in Fahry. Papa can't hurt his own daughter, and I'll deal with it. Up to where Papa will give up on his own.”


“Fahry, your mother would be proud to have a child like you, son.”


“Fahry, also proud Ma. Having in-laws like Mama, Icha has the same soft side of heart as Mama.”


“Wah, seriously so. What's up?” ask Icha who just came out of the room.


“Mas, change your clothes first.”


Looking at her husband's dirty clothes and also there were blood stains on his clothes.


“Before Ma, Fahry change clothes first.”


Ms. Sintya nodded.


“Ma, Icha enter first yes. Mama wait a minute,” said Icha about to follow her husband to the room.


“Iya, Darling.”


Icha smiled, then left her Mama.


Icha saw her husband who looked troubled undressing.


“I help Mas,” said Icha pulling her husband's clothes slowly to undress.


“Mas, this hurts?” tanya Icha looked at her husband's slightly blue shoulder.


“No Darling.”


“Wait a minute, I'll take cold water to compress it.”


Without waiting for her husband's approval, Icha stepped out.


While waiting for his wife to return, Fahry sat on the edge of the bed.


He let out a heavy sigh, looking at his hand that was covered in small wounds.


“What about them all? Are they okay?” fahry murmured to see the survivor of the accident.


“Mas, really dumb. Istighfar Mas,” Said Icha back to her husband.


Putting a small cloth on her husband's shoulder, she had already placed it in ice water.


The cup!


Icha peeping her husband's cheek.


“I can not imagine the incident Mas, what if Mas did not survive the incident earlier I ..”


“Ssttt .. don't imagine. You've seen me in front of you, I'm fine. Don't think bad!” sela Fahry for not wanting his wife to be thoughtful.


“Sorry Mas. I'm just not ready to lose you,” Icha hugged her husband's arm slowly.


“Ready ready, we're all sure to die darling. So do not be too deep in loving even more than your love for God. In my prayer, I always pray that we can be together in the world and in the hereafter.”


Icha nodded.


Silent for a moment, Icha still hugged her husband's arm.


“Honey, it looks like this is done.”


Icha immediately released her hand which was attached to her husband's arm, then took the cloth attached to her husband's shoulder.


“Mas.”


Fahry nodded.


“This is your clothes Mas, wear ..” said Icha helped put clothes on for her husband.


Fahry only resigned to follow the word of his wife, because indeed his hands have begun to hurt especially in the shoulder.


Actually, Fahry was about to be escorted by the man who helped him to the hospital. Even the man paid for all his treatment. But Fahry refused, according to him only minor injuries do not need to be taken to the hospital. At that moment, all he had in mind was to meet his wife.


“Mas, her pants too,” said Icha looking at her husband's dirty pants.


“Iya, I can replace it myself.”


Because Fahry is still embarrassed if his wife also replaces his pants.


“Why not all of you. Quickly open,” said Icha a little pushy.


“Hah ..!”


Fahry looked confused.