Hot Couple: Inspiration From God (I Love You, Ustadz!)
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After we returned home in the afternoon, it turned out Umi had been there since morning. He sincerely cleaned our abandoned house for days, assisted by Laila and Laili as well he said. The beautiful twins had already gone home before Mas Ilham and I got home, while Umi planned to stay at our house for the next few days, he said until we had fully recovered. And, if necessary until the foot of Mas Ilham has healed, removed the cast, and the condition has returned to normal.

Hmm. I know, Umi is very worried about our situation. Very-very worried. I think he must have known that the tragic accident we had was a deliberate factor. He must be afraid that someone will come back to eliminate the lives of this son and daughter-in-law. Plus for my sake, he wanted to replace me in doing homework. Yep, that's how a mother is. He was too affectionate and too worried for his son. I think I can do everything myself. My physique has improved a lot, no, I mean it has improved. Only my heart and feelings are still broken, and need to be laid out and fixed to the fullest. And that's what I'm working on.

I am grateful that Umi cares about us, especially about me. To the extent that, he had already prepared a room downstairs for us, here were some of our clothes that he had already moved to the closet in that downstairs room. He said, I and Mas Ilham should not go up and down the stairs until we are both completely healthy and recovered. Fortunately, after returning from the cottage Mbak Indah, my sister-in-law provided us with enough side dishes, so Umi did not have to bother cooking dinner on that day. Poor thing, he must have been very tired because he had to clean our house since morning. The house is empty for a few days and must have been dusty, or maybe it has been nested by spiders and various other types of insects.

After finishing dinner and taking medicine, Umi told us to rest immediately and return to the room. I agree, because that way, Umi will also quickly enter his room and can immediately rest.

Finally, we each went into the room.

I looked to the side, up on the nightstand next to me. Mas Ilham's wallet was up there, and I reached for it. Then I gave him the wallet. From inside the wallet, Mas Ilham took out a piece of letter paper.

Oh my God, what else is this?

"For you," he said, putting the letter into my palm and holding it. "This is from Puspita. He left this to Umi a few days ago. Umi handed it to me and I kept it. I don't want to burden your mind with anything as long as you were sick yesterday. So. Only now do I hand this letter to you. Read, but you have to promise, do not be too carried away feelings. Okay well? You gotit?"

I'm nodding. Mas Ilham to say like that to anticipate everything, even though the effect I have is so unstable and emotional. But it's okay, it's actually so. Aye, right? Although I have tried to be as mature as possible and as patient as possible. But well, how else, everything that requires a process.