Because God
Ask for a descendant.

Moments later, An accidentally saw Zahra's fingers appear to move. He immediately sat nearby, holding his wife's hand.

"Mom, just now Zahra's hand is moving" he said.

Asma showed a face of sumringah.her lips smiled widely. "really?"

Little by little the woman's eyes opened, her eyes myopic, seeing a man before her eyes.

Because of this, Zahra woke up instantly and immediately threw her husband's hand rough.

Perhaps because she was unconscious, she thought it was not her husband.

Reach alone, An fell on the floor.His eyes looked dislike to his wife. Zahra who had just realized that it was her husband immediately smothered her mouth. "Abang" sheen.

Asthma could only silently look at the two of them, although she was slightly astonished by what she saw.

Melengos. 'Why not faint all his life anyway' inner.

"While I'm sorry, I don't think it's a brother" he said regretfully.

Zahra held onto her slightly throbbing head.

Seeing that, Asma immediately approached her daughter-in-law. "Lay" he said.

Zahra.

Now Asma understood why Zahra did such a thing, because she thought it was not her husband.

Soon An got up. "Abang, are you okay?" ask Zahra worried.

An nodded indifferently. "You don't care about your husband, he's okay.he's not really looking after you" Asma told her son, glancing cynically at him.

An silent.he does not dispute with his mother's swear. "No Mom, my husband is innocent. I'm too careless" he said to self-deprecate.

"Mommy heard it. I told you, I don't know about her falling" she said.

Asthma smile tilting. "Bas hard" he said. Pasrah.

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A knock on that door, required Bi Laila who was currently cooking in the kitchen to stop her activities.

He walked towards the door, opening it, and a middle-aged, hijab-wearing woman put a smile on the servant.

While giving his greetings.and Bi Laila immediately answered the middle-aged woman's greetings.

"Miss Zahra, huh?" bi Laila said.

Ummi nodded kindly. "Yes Bi"

"Please come in, ma'am" he said. Ummi nodded assuring the servant's word. "Mrs must want to see Miss Zahra, huh?" he guessed again.

Ummi nodded, confirming the servant's words. "Follow me, Madam" he said.

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After that, Ummi and Bi Laila arrived at the door of the room. Bi Laila directly turned the doorknob, then pushed it slowly.

Entering that room.

Asma who saw his best friend, immediately welcomed his arrival warmly.he hugged his best friend so tightly.so also with Ummi.

"How are you?" tanyanya friendly.

"Alhamdulillah, I am good" he replied meekly.

Zahra who saw Umminya, wanted to kiss the back of Umminya's hand, but, umminya first approached him.

"Sleep, Zahra" he said worriedly.

"Tell Ummi, how can you be like this, son?" tanyanya.

"I just slipped, Ummi" he said.

"But how did you lose consciousness, Zahra?" ask Ummi again, curious.

"I slipped, and my head hit the floor quite hard after that my head was dizzy. After that I slowly lost consciousness" he said honestly.

Yes, at that time Zahra had finished bathing. when going out the bathroom. accidentally her legs slipped due to the bathroom floor a little slippery.

And his head hit the floor quite hard, making himself lose consciousness.

Zahra looked at her husband who was standing next to her bed, with indifference.

However, Zahra thought differently.she felt that her husband was very concerned about her.Yes, when she had just fallen, she was still able to see, but not so clearly.

"Ummi, no need to worry, I'm fine" he assured.

"Zahra, don't lie" he said.

"No, Ummi I'm not lying" he argued.

"Lidya" called Asma, the woman turned her head as her name was called. "Don't ask your daughter, ask my son how he looks after his wife?" he was soft.

Ummi looked at his daughter-in-law's face with a questioning face.The clear look of the man's face showed pasrahan.

"Ummi believe it or not, it's up to Ummi, but obviously I don't know about the fall of Zahra" he explained not to accept. I don't know, An felt like he was in the corner about the fall of his wife.

"Yes, Son. Ummi believes in you, you will take care of your wife as you take care of yourself" Ummi said.

An nodded in agreement. "Do you not want to quickly give us a descendant?" tanya Asma teases.

Zahra looked at her husband, how would she have a child if An would not touch her.

An immediately melengos. "You are right, Asthma" Ummi said.

Zahra only smiled behind her veil when the two parents asked for a descendant from her, but not with An, she was uncomfortable with the discussion of her mother and mother-in-law.

Not felt the conversation, requiring Ummi to go home. soon the middle-aged woman rose from her seat.

"Zahra, Ummi should go home soon enough to get to Maghrib" he said.

"Lidya, let An drive you"

"No need, Asthma. Zahra needs her husband more" she refused subtly.

Asma nodded in agreement with what Ummi said there was a point.

Asthma saw the watch on her wrist, and, it turned out, she also had to go home soon.

Finally, Asma took her best friend home with her. Ummi nodded in agreement with Asthma's offer.

"I also have to go home with me" asked Asma, Ummi nodded his head in agreement.

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Inside the room, the two couples were left alone.

An who was currently sitting on the sofa.just silent a thousand languages, he also did not know what he should do.

Likewise with Zahra, he sat down while leaning his back on the headboard, his head lowered.

An berdehem. "Hm" made his wife raise her head, and look at her face.

"Is that okay?" zahra asked, curious about her husband's deheman.

An nodded indifferently.he threw his breath rough. "Abang, I'm sorry about that" he said again regretfully.

An chuckled, as Zahra reminded him back to the moment where he was pushed violently by him.

"I didn't think it was, brother" he explained, with a face full of regret.

An rolled his eyes lazily. "Oh my God, in this room no one dared to enter. except Bi Laila, even that had to wait for orders" he said.

An astonishment, even though no one entered his room except Bi Laila, even then still had to wait for orders from him.

"You think my room is a cafe. Anybody can go in and out" he grumbled.

What her husband said was true, it was only natural that she was upset with him, for this was the second time she had done so to her husband.

"Yes, I'm sorry. You want to forgive me?" she hoped her husband would forgive her.

An did not answer, he showed his indifference.His eyes looked straight ahead.

"Aw.." - Zahra.

Make her husband look, but not immediately stand.he just silence not flinching.

As if he didn't care, but it was obvious in his eyes if he was worried.

"Don't make excuses for your pain to seek attention" he said, quipping the man as if he knew, if his wife was just pretending.

It was evident from Zahra's moaning.How not, the one with the headache, but the one that touched his hand. It's a stupid thing isn't it?.

Zahra blushed in shame, with her husband's words. Oh my God, he can't pretend even for a second.

Jazaakumullah khairan's.^^^ Yes!.