DOCTOR SYAILA'S LOVE STORY
Fighting together
One Sunday already Syaila was in Banyuwangi, he busied himself in his Fatimah Islamic Hospital to forget the husband who was worrying about him in Bandung.
Ali who was worried about Syaila chose to go to Banyuwangi to see the condition of the wife.
At this time Ali was in front of the luxurious house owned by Syaila.
Geck.. Geck..
Ali knocked on the door of the house.
"See wait, a minute!" the sound of screaming from the inside is very familiar in Ali's ear who else if Mother Callista.
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"Assalamu'alaikum, Bun." Ali said.
"Wa'alaikumussalam, you Nak Ali? What's up here? where's Syaila?" ask Mother Callista repeatedly.
"Sorry Bun, is Syaila here?" one question Ali made Mother Callista immediately understand the arrival of Ali to his home.
"Go in, son."
"Sign up, Bun."
In the living room there is already warm tea and coconut cakes and pudding that has been prepared by Mother Callista.
"Enjoyed, son."
"Excite, Bun. Thanks,"
"What's wrong with your household, son?"
"There's a little misunderstanding between me and Shaila, Bun. Syaila asked to calm down here with your partner, Bun."
"Oh my God, son. You've eaten this dish first, Mother in first,"
"Sign up, Bun."
Mother Callista passed to the Gazebo behind her house. Then call Syaila.
After being appointed Mother Callista immediately spoke without being on the brake.
"Assalamu'alaikum, May. Mother knows you are in Banyuwangi quickly go home Mother wait at home 15 minutes should have arrived!!"
After talking Mother Callista immediately turned off the connection without listening to the answer from Syaila.
Mother Callista returned to the living room and asked Ali to rest in the room belonging to Syaila, his wife.
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Twenty minutes passed, and Shaila reached her home.
"Assalamu'alaikum, Bun." said Syaila immediately greet Mother Callista.
"Wa'alaikumussalam, sit!" mother Callista's decree is firm.
"What's up, Bun?" ask Syaila after sitting in front of the Mother.
"Yes, Mother does not want to know any of your household problems with Ali, but Mother asks for help! don't go as you currently childishly named this, son. If there is a problem discussed do not run from the problem," advises Mother Callista.
"I mean Mother?" ask Syaila.
"No need to pretend!" press Mother Callista.
"OK fine! Maira's coming home!"
"No need, take a break and meet your husband."
After speaking so Mother Callista stood up and left Syaila alone in the living room contemplating her mistake.
A few minutes Syaila also chose to go to her room to rest her body that was tired because it had just finished the operation was immediately told to go home by the Mother.
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Shaila entered and was shocked by the body of someone who was soundly asleep in his king-size bed.
Shaila approached, sitting on the edge of the bed stroking the dense hair of her husband, Ali. What a soul mate God sends is the best, both in terms of faith and the bonus of exceptional good looks.
"Mas, why did you come. I still need time alone.but Thank you for taking the time to pick me up here. Hopefully after this our household is more harmonious in the future."
"Home home?" the soft voice that Syaila had missed so much the past week.
"Already," answered Shaila briefly.
"Have enough left?"
"Not yet,"
"I'm tormented Mei, you're gone from my side,"
"Sorry, Mommy,"
"No need, we face it together and succumb, in shaa Allah Zira will later understand that I already belong to Humaira,"
"I'm lacking in Mas's religious knowledge, and Ning Zira is better than your wife, too,"
Ali embraced Shaila and said, "We have promised to improve ourselves together, only God can judge His servant and not necessarily you are not a good person dear,"
"Thank you, Mom."
"It's sleep, lailatu sa'idah dear."
"Mubarak, Mas."
The two fell asleep hugging each other. Each other vent their respective longs that are very hot, many may for the good of the two human household.