Honey For Amira
Uneasily

Farhan approached his wife. He smiled when he saw his wife's face.

"Umi, what does Umi feel? is umi still feeling pain?" farhan asked Amira.

Amira who was asked was silent.

"Fauzan.." That's the only word that's often said from Amira's lips.

"You don't have to think about Fauzan. You think about your healing first. Tomorrow you will be operated. You must be strong. For the sake of our dear children" said Farhan.

A drop of Amira's tears flowed down her temple. Farhan hurriedly rubbed it.

"Don't cry dear. Abi will always accompany you here. You must be strong, dear." Farhan has been supporting his wife ever since.

"Laila.." said Amira.

"Laila again praying isya in mushalla. We wait for Laila, baby" said Farhan. Sometimes he rubbed Amira's temples wet with tears.

Moments later, Laila came into her mother's room.

"Assalamualaikum" said Laila.

Farhan looked back where Laila was standing.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, have you prayed?" farhan asked his son.

"Alhamdulillah Abi."

Laila looked at Amira.

"Pig. Umi's awake, is she?" ask Laila while widening her smile.

"Yes. Umi woke up from earlier. And the doctor has also been here to check your Umi," said Farhan explained.

Laila then approached towards the bed where her mother was lying.

"Are you awake?" laila looked at her mother.

Amira smiled as she looked at Laila. Her tears flowed back to her temple. Laila who saw Amira crying, immediately wiped away her mother's tears.

"Don't cry Umi. Umi strong woman. Umi can definitely go through all these trials. Believe me, God will not give trials beyond the ability of His servant."

Laila looked around.

"Where's pade?" ask Laila.

"What's your pade for. Pade you're in his room. If you want to accompany your pade, just accompany it. Let Abi take care of Umi here."

"No. I want to stay here just take care of Umi. Why didn't Abi take care of Pade. Abi is his sister."

"Lazy."

"Yes, call Aminah's grandmother. Get him down here, take care of the pade."

"No need. Pade you are old. Why in mate. Let her be alone. He can walk too. Going to the bathroom, you can do it yourself."

"That's a damn thing, Abi's with Pade. That's also pade me Bi."

***

Tonight, Zia still can't sleep. Twelve o'clock at night, he was still sitting in the living room. She was still disappointed with her husband.

"It should be tonight, is the night of my happiness with Mas Farhan. I should've done the first night with my husband. But why is everything so messy like this. Now, Mas Farhan has not contacted me at all. He was busy with his first wife. Actually it's not the kind of marriage I want" Zia said in her solitude.

Ever since Amira crash and Fauzan dies, Farhan is busy taking care of Amira and ignoring Zia. Making Zia sad because the marriage she dreamed of with ustadz adoration of her heart, not as beautiful as what she had imagined so far.

"If I knew Ustadz Farhan would ignore me like this, I would probably refuse to marry him" Zia said.

Uhuk uhuk...

The sound of Zia's grandfather's coughs came back.

Praangs...

The coughing sound was heard along with the sound of broken glass that was heard from inside the room of Mr. Ramli, Zia's grandfather.

That voice broke Zia's daydream. Zia immediately wiped her tears.

"Grandfather," said Zia.

Zia got up from her seat. After that he walked to his grandfather's room.

"Grandfather. What's going on?" zia asked after arriving at the door of her grandfather's room.

Zia was surprised as she looked at the floor. The glass was scattered to the bottom of the bed.

"Grandfather, the glass can break. Why Cake?" tanya Zia looked at Mr. Ramli fixedly.

Grandpa Zia sighed deeply.

"Duh Grandpa. Why don't you tell Zia that Grandpa wants a drink. Zia will be able to take it."

"Grandfather thought, you've slept Zi. So grandpa won't wake you up."

"Zia hasn't slept yet, Kek. Zia was in the living room."

"Why hasn't Zi slept this hour?" ask Mr. Ramli again.

"Can't sleep Cake."

"Why can't you sleep? lots of mosquitoes? or is there something else you think?"

"Not knowing Cake. Zia was just thinking about ustadz Farhan. He hasn't contacted Zia yet" Zia said sadly.

"Patience. Ustadz Farhan will take care of his wife first.If it is healed, he will surely come here."

"Yes the cake."

Zia squatting. He's gonna clean up those broken glasses.

"Zia, what are you doing?"

"I want to finish this broken glass cake."

"Tomorrow Zi. It's the night."

"Nothing, Grandma. Waiting for tomorrow, I'm afraid Grandpa's leg has a shard."

"From you picking up the shards, letting you take grandfather water again to drink."

"Good Cake."

Zia rose from her squat. After that he walked to the kitchen to get some water to drink his grandfather .

A moment later, Zia returned with a glass of water. He approached his grandfather and sat down on the side of his grandfather's bed.

"It's Cake" Zia thrust the glass in front of her grandfather.

Mr. Ramli took the glass from Zia's hand. He then drank a glass of water until it ran out.

Zia smiled.

"Grandpa's thirsty?" ask Zia.

Mr. Ramli nodded. "Yes." Yeah."

Mr. Ramli looked at his grandson closely. He knew how his grandson felt at this moment. Surely Zia is currently very sad with the ordeal that again befell her husband.

"You why Zi?"

Zia looked at her grandfather.

"Mas Farhan hasn't contacted me, Kek."

"Don't wait for Farhan to call you. Try to contact him first. Ask Farhan. How is Amira doing now? grandpa was also sad to know Amira was in an accident. She's a very nice woman Zi."

"Yes Cake. Tomorrow I'll call Mas Farhan to ask about Amira's condition."

****

This afternoon, Novi, and Amira's two parents had gathered in front of the operating room waiting room.

They're still waiting for Amira in the operation. While Farhan, he was picking up his mother at home.

Ms. Aminah is unlikely to come to the hospital on her own because she cannot ride a motorbike. To go to the hospital alone he did not dare. Because just yesterday he invited his daughter-in-law Zia to accompany him to the hospital.

Ms. Rahayu has since looked panicked. He was afraid that anything would happen to his son.

Mr. Husen looked at his wife.

"Mother why?" ask Mr. Husen.

"Mother is okay, sir. I was just sad to see Amira. He broke a bone, and maybe Amira won't be able to walk for some time. I can't bear to see him, sir."

Husen put his wife on his shoulder.

"Prophe Mom. We pray for the healing of our children. Hope the operation goes well. And Amira can heal quickly and can be brought home quickly."

Ms. Rahayu leaned her head on her husband's shoulder .

"It's all because of Farhan. He's already hurt my son Amira's mind. Actually I'm not willing to sir, Amira is the same Farhan. Amira's mother is divorced from Farhan."

"Mom, don't talk like that. Not good, Mom, talk like that. Divorce is hated by God."

"Yes mom knows. But if Amira continues to be hurt, I'm not at all willing to sir."