
As usual That morning Annisa followed the class carefully, she hoped that her S2 this time could pass on time. Various tasks that the lecturer gave, he tried to complete it on time. Although for now, he must be smart to divide the time.
Given his current status was a wife. They do not want to have a more important obligation.
After class, Annisa immediately went to the cafeteria to meet her best friend Sinta.
" Hey Ma'am, how are you?" chirps Sinta greet Annisa her best friend who just entered the canteen.
" Assalamu'alaikum Sin, I'm sorry my class just finished" said Nisa sitting her butt in the chair beside Sinta.
This girl also ordered a drink, releasing the thirst that had gnawed at her throat.
" This is the drink, uh congratulations to Nisa on her marriage to ustadz. You are very compatible, I wish you happiness and lasting" said the owner of the canteen.
" Thank you sir, do you know where my husband ustadz came from?" nisa looked at the owner of the canteen.
" It just so happens that my son nyantri in Ponpes Abi he is Pak Kyai Waffiq mbak. And when I visited my son, I heard the news that Ustadz Azzam was married to Nisa. We had a chance to see photos of mbak Nisa and ustadz on display." said the owner of the canteen.
" Subhanallah, sorry sir Nisa did not know that the daughter of the father mondok there, God willing Nisa will visit, what is the name of the father's daughter?" ask Nisa politely.
" His name is Nur Aini mbak." replied the canteen owner.
" Bentar means the father mbak Nur who is high in white, wear glasses, right sir?" ask Annisa to guess.
" Yes it's true that it's our eldest daughter." said the father of the canteen owner.
And the owner of the canteen returned to his cart in front.
While Nisa hurriedly took a sip of the drink before her so quickly, for a moment the cold drink collapsed leaving only small ice cubes and straws.
" Jeez Nisa ran a marathon where you were, leaked out that glass?" tanya Sinta was astonished, seeing the thirsty friend.
" Haus tau Sin, where the task of college is very much also." said Nisa.
" Yes yes that the new bride mah must be thirst mulu, it is overheated continue to ha ha ha." ledek Sinta.
" Sin I can see your same photo Your brother is not, emmm btw what his name forgets me." chirped Annisa trying to lure Sinta.
" May, beware." said Sinta, reached into the phone in the bag.
Sinta gives the phone to Annisa, where the screen has been opened photo gallery Sinta with Harry.
" It's true that I saw yesterday, it seems I didn't see wrong, this jerk turned out to be right, Sinta's sister. Damn, yes I have to stay away from Sinta who is completely innocent and does not know what." murmured Nisa tightened both jaws.
There is anger and frustration in Nisa when she knows the truth. The painful shadow came back. Nisa just put Sinta's phone on the table.
With glassy eyes this veiled girl also rose from her seat, paid to the cashier and just left Sinta.
" Where are you going, Nisa, why are you angry after seeing my brother's picture?? what do you have to do with it?" sinta shouted as she ran after Annisa.
While Annisa continued running while crying, which soaked her face. And the milk-brown veil got wet.
And Sinta also did not stop just chasing his friend who looks upset.
" Nisa plis don't go, please explain to me, what's the same relationship bang Harry?" scream Sinta behind Nisa.
While Nisa closed both ears while running towards the highway, to intercept a taxi.
"Blueuuuk...."
" Nisaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa." cried Sinta as a speeding motor hit Annisa's body. And made him bounce a few meters.
" Toloooooooong, toloooooong.." cried Sinta for help.
Some road users who passed by also rushed to the body of the victim of the accident that rolled.
How panicked Sinta at that time, his body seemed to also droop. Plus when he saw clearly, the face of his best friend was drenched in blood.
" Nisaaaa woke up Nisa, Nisaaaaa." cried Sinta crying loudly.
While in the classroom when giving material to his students, suddenly Azzam accidentally nudged his cellphone on the edge of the table, until it fell.
The screen of the phone, which was pictured in their wedding photos, is now cracked invisible image.
" Athaghfirullah, what is this. Why did my heart suddenly come to worry and worry. Is Nisa okay?". Murmured Azzam picked up his phone which cracked his LCD screen.
" Children, if nothing else is asked, my class ends. The rest of you guys do at home collect next week. Wassalamu'alaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh." said Azzam, hurrying to pack books and other stationery.
This man walked down the campus hallway to the office. For a moment he heard a glimpse of the rumour about the accident that occurred in front of the campus.
" You know not the accident that just happened, reportedly the victim was severe and was rushed to the hospital. It is said that every time an accident occurs there, rarely survivors." said one of the students.
Azzam tried not to hear the student chat just now, encouraging him. "No it's somebody else not Nisa. I have to find Nisa to her class." murmured this famous cold man.
Azzam put the bag on his desk and went to find Annisa for his class. But Nisa class is quiet even Azzam also looking to Sinta class is not there, Azzam also visited the canteen.
" Assalamu'alaikum sir Kurds, look my wife here no, Annisa her name." asked Azzam with a worried look.
" Wa'alaikumussalam, uh mr lecturer, MMM I mean ustadz Azzam. Yes, some time ago, Nisa with her friend did come here ustadz, she just ordered a glass of ice, before long Mbak Nisa ran while crying, mbak Sinta also chased after mbak Nisa." replied Mr. Kurdish.
" Thank you sir." Azzam nodded politely and ran to take his bag to the office, trying to figure out what really happened to his wife.
While Linda who happened to be sitting in front of her desk smiled cynically, when she saw the reaction of Azzam's worried face. " Surely you still haven't improved huh.. May soon bless your marriage." murmured Linda cynically.
Regardless of Linda's gaze, Azzam rushed to the parking lot to turn on his car to find Annisa to his in-laws' residence.
But suddenly Azzam's phone rang, because the screen cracked can not see who called, but Azzam still lifted it.
" Assalamu'alaikum is it myself, who is this? Sinta isn't? name Nisa? why is the phone on you?" azzam asked Sinta to ask a question.
" Hickswinks.... Ni Nisa sir hikssss. Nisa's accident sir, now in the operating room. Huuuuu.... please Azzam sir come immediately, please accompany Nisa sir huuuuuuu.
" Jlekkkk.". "the phone that was in Azzam's grip also fell just like that.
" Athaghfirullah, it turns out this is a sign of my premonition since then" said Azzam lethargic
This man immediately turned on his car engine to the hospital address given by Sinta.
" O God, please save my wife. Give strength to him." muttered Azzam inwardly did not stop saying Istighfar and prayed for a miracle for Nisa.
Meanwhile, in the hospital, Sinta has also informed Devi, Annisa's biological mother. Sinta continued to cry roaring guilt and continued to curse her.
" What a fool I am God, I should not pursue Nisa hikssss. Wake up huuuuuuu." Sinta's crying voice continued to be heard in the waiting room.
Azzam's black Alphard drove at high speed, hoping to get to the hospital soon. Fortunately, the road did not have traffic jams that afternoon.
In less than half an hour, the black Alphard had arrived at the hospital parking lot. Azzam rushed to find Sinta. And there Sinta was crying, just blaming herself.
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