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Wedding preparations and Mom fell ill again

Now Isma every day just activities at home. He was just helping his mother at home.

Isma's family has already begun to design plans for Isma's wedding.

Starting from choosing a Wedding Organizer, invitation printing and so forth.

In the afternoon when all the brothers were going home, Isma's mother suddenly complained of shortness of breath.

All the panic is afraid to happen like a few months ago to enter the ICU.

Then Isma brought warm water, and gave it to her.

He rubbed his mother's back and chest.

Thankfully, my mother soon improved.

Isma was already very anxious, seeing her mother like that.

"Didn't you eat, Mom...?" Ask Isma

"Udah son... It's okay..." Answer mom slowly.

"Alhamdulillah... If mom is good. Now I rest. Yes, ma'am...?" Isma

"Yes.... Son."

Then Isma took her to the room.

Later that night, Isma's mother was in pain again. Father and Isma had given warm water, but mother still found it difficult to breathe.

Finally Isma's father took her to a nearby clinic. Finally, I was treated there. But Thank God this time not to enter the ICU.

Isma was worried to see her mother. Especially soon for her wedding day.

"Mothers... Don't mind much." Isma.

"Mother's not much of a thought, son, I'm very happy soon your wedding day." Answer Isma.

"Mom should be healthy." Said Isma while wiping her tears.

"Mommy's okay... I must be healthy, son." Answer mom

"Don't tell your sisters that you're taken care of, son, pity they're working." Added mother

One two three days the mother was treated in the clinic. This afternoon the doctor let him go home.

I look fresher than before. His face was no longer as pale as yesterday.

"Where... Mother's breath... That's delicious...?" Ask Isma's father.

"Mother is healed sir, let's go home. I don't feel at the hospital." Answer mother.

"Yes is Mom... As good as any hospital won't be at home." Joking father.

Mom then smiled.

There were many brothers at home waiting.

"Mother rest in the room, don't move too much." Isma.

Then Isma took her to the room.

Mother's condition is now easily tired. If you are tired like to look chest pain and shortness of breath. Isma began to worry. She hoped mom would be okay.

Isma's wedding day is approaching. All preparations have begun. Never crossed his mind, afraid of mother why-not before his wedding day. From that moment on, Isma was really looking after her.

Invitations are in order, only time is shared.

Another week Isma's event will be held. Mixed up is Isma's feelings.

"Is, the invitation is ready....?" Ask father.

"Already sir, stay shared tomorrow." Answer Isma.

"Bismillah... Yes son." Keep mum.

"Yes... Ma'am... Doain Isma yes Sir... Mum..." Isma.

"Without your asking, mom and dad always pray for you Is." Answer mother.

Isma smiled as she looked at her mother's face.

The day is approaching marriage. Isma's extended family has started to arrive. They gathered together to prepare everything. All of Isma's older sisters begin taking time off from their respective workplaces. Uncle, aunt, nephew, cousin... It's all crowded there.

There are two days left. Isma told not to turn on the sound system. Enough later on at the crucial times. Isma was afraid that the sound from the sound system could interfere with her mother's heart.

The atmosphere in Isma's house was crowded, many relatives, neighbors and close friends of Isma. Isma's mother sat in the guest room to entertain. But the day after, Isma's mother looked exhausted.

"Mothers... It's noon, I eat first, keep resting huh. Isma please, I don't soy sauce." Isma.

"Bie... Please replace mom to entertain guests and brothers here." Isma called one of her mother's sisters.

"Yes..... Is." Is." Answer her aunt.

Then Isma took her mother to leave the living room. It was very anxious for Isma to see the condition of her mother.

Rest Isma's mother in her room. There was no music or sound system there.

Until after the prayer ashar the flush event begins. Isma and her mother's father were getting ready.

Only then did the sound of a distilled lute be lit.

Isma stood with her mother's father. Then walk slowly towards the place where the flush is taken by his father and mother.

Anxiety was still so visible on Isma's face. He kept looking at his mother. In his heart he continued to pray that his mother would be healthy and not feel any more pain.

The show begins...

Isma prostrated at the feet of her mother. The tears of both of them were completely unstoppable.

All Isma's journey from childhood to adulthood is imagined there.

Isma washed the mother's feet with the water of seven flowers and sprayed fragrances on her feet.

Isma hugged her mother tightly with tears on both her cheeks. Isma apologized for all her mistakes.

"Little Isma is an adult... Now you want to be a wife." Say mother.

"I'm sorry Isma Ma'am..."

"Mother forgive all your loss, son, be a good wife." Answer mother.

Then Isma turned to her father. The same thing is done by Isma. Isma prostrated at the feet of her father. Her tears returned unstoppable. He washes his father's feet and sprays his feet.

Isma hugged her father. While continuing to say "forgive Isma yes sir, Isma has not been a good child, has not been able to make my father happy with my mother."

"Today my mom and dad are so happy, son. Doain so that you may be a good wife." Answer father.

After the two old men, Isma headed to her brothers.... Isma approached her first brother Zikri. There Zikri nangis. He hugged Isma. Isma had just seen her brother cry very hard.

Zikri is the closest brother to Isma. Zikri hugged Isma while saying "I'm sorry brother ya dek... Sorry brother..."

And Isma hugged the second and third brother. They hugged each other while apologizing.

Then Isma approached her uncle and aunt. They apologize to each other.

Finished the sungkem event, then Isma sat on one chair. One by one the family bathed Isma. Until it's finally finished.

Isma stood up, then wudhu there, witnessed by his entire family.

Everything is done, and Isma goes back into the house.

Isma was dressed neatly, complete with a veil on her head.

At that time he will perform the Qur'an.

Isma sat surrounded by her family. Then he began to read the Basmalah.... Start the khataman event.

One by one the verses of the Qur'an are read to completion. Then they eat with family.

I am glad that the show is over. There's just one more sacred event tomorrow.

Isma came back to her mother.

"Mothers... Mommy's okay...?" Ask Isma

"Mom's okay....!" Answer mom

"If you feel something say to Isma huh...?" Say Isma again.

"Mom's okay, son, mom's healthy... You just calm down, don't worry too much." Obviously mother

Then they took a break, preparing themselves for Isma's wedding... Tomorrow morning.