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Zahra fainted.

"Is he okay, Doctor?" asked An half worried. Doctor Jannah is a doctor of An's family trust.

The doctor did a physical examination of the eye, Zahra, while getting up from his seat, and faced the man directly.

"She's fine, but she's going to have a little bit of pain in a certain part of her body.and Mr. An, this woman is going to have a little bit of pain in her ankle, maybe because he slipped or sprained" he explained.

An had told him what had happened to his wife so that the doctor understood.

An nodded in understanding. "Well, thank you Doctor Jannah"

"Yes together, maybe in a moment, he will wake up" he said.

"But can you explain how she fell in the bathroom?" tanyanya.

An twitched his shoulders indifferently. "I don't know, I just heard a loud noise, from the bathroom" she replied.

The doctor looked at Zahra, glanced back at An. "Before I'm sorry if I sassy Mr. An. I want to ask, who is this veiled woman?" the doctor asked, the doctor did not know if Zahra was his wife.

An seemed confused to answer what, he himself did not want everyone to know with his wedding.he just kept quiet with a flat face.

The doctor understood the meaning of the man's facial features if he did not want to answer them, or tell them. The doctor was aware, if everyone must have their own privacy.

"It's okay. Mr. An does not need to answer it. Everyone has their own privacy.I'm sorry to have talked about things outside of my duties" he said, taking his leave.

An only nodded as his answer.

The man, too, came out not to chase after the Doctor but to the kitchen to meet Bi Laila, who was currently sitting relaxed.

The servant, who had noticed the arrival of his master, immediately got up. "Does Mr. An need my help" he said spontaneously.

An nodded in agreement. "Yes bi"

"Auntie go over with Zahra" he said, softly.

Bi laila frowned, not understanding. "Miss Zahra? why then?"

The man silently did not answer.he turned his face in any direction. Bi Laila who understood the look of the face immediately said goodbye, went up to accompany Zahra.

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A waiter entered a room with white shades, his eyes staring at a woman lying weakly on the bed.

Immediately he approached, while sitting near him. his eyes looked sad.his mind kept asking what was it?.

His hand gently rubbed the top of the woman's head. "Miss, what's wrong with you?" he said, with dewy eyes.

"Miss, even though we have a different position, but, you treat me like someone who has the same position as you" he said again.

Not realizing that her tears were dripping down the cheeks of the servant, the servant's hand wiped her tears.

The ringing sound of the phone coming from the top of the nightstand, made Bi Laila turn her eyes to the phone.

It is clearly the name of a person who contacted Zahra —Mother Asthma. "Mrs Asma" he murmured. "What does he need?"

Bi laila was curious.His heart was raging, should he answer the phone call, or let it go. if left unchecked, he was worried that there was something important that Madam Asma wanted to say.

Also, he was determined to answer it. his hand immediately grabbed the phone.

"Let me answer it" An said.

Bi Laila nodded her head in compliance with her employer's request. "Yes Mr. An"

A little away from Bi Laila, he decided to answer the phone on the balcony of his room. "Yes ma'am" he said, after answering the phone call.

"An. where's Zahra? why did you answer that?" ask Asma curious.

Again and again, he was puzzled by the question.he scratched his non-itchy nape. "Emm, Zahra_"

An confused what to do. should he lie, but where maybe he can lie to his mother.if he is honest, his mother must blame him.

"Zahra why An?" ask Asthma again, the more curious.

"I don't know why, Mom? I just heard the sound of something falling down loudly coming from the bathroom.I saw, Zahra fainted" he replied, blatantly.

"What!" said Asthma with a slightly raised voice. "Did your wife slip" she asked.

"All right, I'll be home soon" he said.

"Well, I'll pick you up, Mother" he said.

"No need, you take care of your wife" she refused.

"Get me mom? what's wrong with you, An, why are you so negligent in looking after her?" tanyanya.

"I'm human too, Mother" he answered briefly.

Asthma clucking. "Ck, okay. I closed first" he said.

The end of the word Asma turned off the phone connection was clearly visible in An's eyes, implying anxiety.

O Allah, what else is this. after the debate with Kharisa is finished. now he is faced with his mother.

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A middle-aged woman stepped her legs wide, and looked hurried.

Right in a room he stopped his steps, turning the doorknob and then, he pushed the door slowly.

The two people who were currently inside the room, looked at the middle-aged woman.

Madame Asma's eyes stared at her son-in-law's weakly lying down and turned her eyes to her son, who was currently standing next to the bed, with his trademark inserting his hands into his pockets, his pants.

The two look at each other. Asma moved her feet toward her son.

"Have you called the doctor, An?" ask Asma worried.

An nodded at his mother's question. "Already, Mom"

"What's he saying?"

"In a moment, again he will also be aware" he said.

Bi Laila immediately got up, she felt disinclined in front of Madam Asma. "Excuse me, ma'am" she said.

"Eh, where are you going, Bi? here is not papa" he said.

Bi Laila put her hands together in front of her chest. "Sorry Madam, I still have a job downstairs" she said, yes, it's time for Bi Laila to cook.

"Alright" he said, the end of the word from Asma, Bi Laila straight out of the room.

"An, did you tell this to the Umminya?" ask Asma curious.

An shook his head quickly. "No"

"No?" Asthma frowned in astonishment. "What the hell are you doing? quickly contact your mother-in-law" he said, An obediently immediately he took his phone in his pants pocket.

Asma was surprised by his son, instead of informing his wife's parents, he just let it go.

"Assalamualaikum, Ummi" hail.

"Waalaikumsalam, what's up, son?" tanya Ummi across the phone, who is currently sitting casually beside his bed.

An scratched his nape that was not itchy. "Sorry Ummi, I interrupted Ummi's activities" he said.

Ummi. "No, son, what's wrong?" tanyanya.

"E, Ummi" he paused for a moment, looking at his mother. Asthma hinted past her eyes to say blatantly. "Ummi, Zahra fainted" he said resignedly.

"Astaghfirullah, passed out?" he was surprised, reflexes stood up. "Then how is he now An?" tanyanya's worried.

"Right now, Zahra is still unconscious"

"Alright, I'll go to your house" he said.

At the end of the word, ummi turns off the phone connection ending with a greeting.

Jazaakumullah khairan's.^^^ Yes!.