Immaculacy
misunderstand

The sound of the chicken was earthy, the dawn Adhan was finished by mu'adzin thirty minutes ago.

" Athaghfirullah..," Mila woke up from her sleep. A moist handkerchief fell from his head.

" Wake up, son, you're gonna wake you up! " Mai went into the room

" Yes mom, Mila, I have a fever! "

" It's not Mila's fever, but you do have a fever. Last night you also passed out." explained Mai.

Mila got up from her bed, she was about to pray at dawn. Just walking a few steps Mila felt her head hurt once. The study chair.

" Want to go to the bathroom? Let's help you "

Mai took her daughter to the kitchen bathroom. Mai's one hand carries a prayer mat and a mukena rolled into one.

"Assalamu'alaikum warohmatullah's..."

Finished prayers Mila prayed for healing for him. It is uncomfortable to pray by sitting like this, Mila said in her heart.

The middle-aged woman poured hot water into a sizable bucket of water.

" Let's help you, Mila take a shower, soon we go to the doctor, mamak already ordered a taxi online earlier! "

" Yes mak, forgive Mila for bothering mamak continues "

" It's okay Mila, you don't feel you're making a hard time" Mai replied, sending Mila to the bathroom

The man who was sweating with a towel hanging around his neck came into the kitchen. Pour water into a glass and pull the dining chair.

" Who's in the bathroom? "

" Mila bang! "

" Had he woken up, hot body again? "

" It's still hot, the prayer just sat down. Not strong to stand for long he said his head hurt. Uh. bang! Don't you ask me first about the application, yes, I suspect, what because I think that Mila became sick? "

" I think so, too, I wonder why she cried last night! " said Arpin

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Abdul Manan Hospital Simatupang

The middle-aged man pushed in a wheelchair with the black-veiled woman next to him, walking down the hospital corridor to the Neurosurgeon's office.

" It was you who pushed me when I was sick, son, now why are you the one I pushed! " said Arpin sadly

" The wheel of life well, father... Will Mila be chemoterapy as well? " ask Mila flat

" Athaghfirullah. don't talk no, you're okay" Arpin said.

The woman who walked with them only listened to the talk of the father and son. He only prayed in the heart "Don't O Allah, give the child a health servant ".

After the examination of "Parents is okay, it seems that this father's son has a lot of thoughts, do not take seriously the deck. All diseases can be cured from here on out, and do not forget this! " the doctor pointed to his heart and to his lips.

" Later I will give you a prescription, there is one drug that is this (the doctor circled the name of the drug in his prescription), ), if the head is not too painful I mean can hold it the medicine does not need to be eaten, okay Mila. Many smiles yes deck. quickly healed " said the doctor stretched out his hand.

Mila welcomed the beautiful doctor's hand, about 40 years old.

" Thank you doc, Assalamu'alaikum "

Mai pushes Mila's wheelchair out of the doctor's room to see her husband on the phone.

Arpin did deliberately not enter the doctor's room, there was fear in his heart. He was afraid that what his son said was really the truth.

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" Well, I hope Mila gets well soon" said the man hanging up his phone.

The man let out a long sigh, suddenly his spirit was gone somewhere.

" Whose phone call is bang? how did it go limp? " question Amira put two cups of coffee on the table

" Milatul Ulya's father, it seems that Mila is not willing, but why is it? I will meet the requirements.I am also still single" said Dzaki not spirit.

" Buy and ummi still haven't come back on deck? " ask Hasan

" Not bang, hopefully Zizi does not bother ummi" said Amira

Amira recalled the change in Mila's attitude, Mila's attitude changed right after the seminar held the other day.

" The child usually never did not reply to my message, if it was too late one day he would call, yesterday also when he met last time on campus he went straight away "Amira rounded her eyes.

" Bang.., I seem to know the problem!, I called "Amira first looking for the contact number in the Hape and then pressed the green color phone image on the screen.

tuuut.tut not appointed, try once again Bismilbornrohmanirrohim...

" Hello Assalamu'alaikum ukhti. "the voice of the woman from across there without energy is like being sick.

Amira raised her phone voice.

" Wa'alaikumsalam, why, it seems like his voice is very weak." asked Amira pretended not to know

" Mila is not well, please pray.. "

" Have you been on deck? " asked Amira this time she didn't know

" Alhamdulillah.this just arrived home ukh.., said the doctor is okay, just a lot of thought only. Umm.. ukhti ana apologizes.." said Mila sobbed.

" Why the deck is crying... Mila there is nothing wrong with you, what is Mila story, do not make you curious! "

" Ukhti.. ukhti husband wants to propose Mila Lebaran Haji later" said Mila still sobbing.

" Huh...Abaghfirullah!" Hasan who was drinking coffee choked

Dzaki who was listening raised his eyebrows confused. Who would propose to me would be Hasan. " You if you want polygamy whatever, but not with the woman I want to preach dong" said Dzaki smiling

" O Allah Mila.. ukhti had expected it, Mila misunderstood dear, husband ukhti not Dzaki, husband ukhti bang Hasan, Abinya Zizi it's Hasan. Ukhti and Dzaki are cousins, my late mother was his sister ummi." said Amira laughing followed by Dzaki and Hasan.

" Kok rame who laughs ukhti... ukhti menspeakerkan this phone yes?, anyone there ukh.." asked Mila whining her cry immediately subsided into shame

" Hahah.. O Allah Mila, instead of wondering first, it is appropriate Mila avoid ukhti, it is not tasty same old wife ya dear hahaha.., here there is Hasan and Dzaki " amira said she could not help her laughter

" Aaaa. utii, Mila was embarrassed " Mila's voice shook she cried again.

" Sorry deck.. have not cried again, quickly healed yes deck, wait for us to come hajj eid ya, brother will come with sister husband, Hasan loh ya not Dzaki, hahaha.. Assalamu'alaikum " said Amira hung up her phone.

" Berees.. everything is clear, soon there will be a bride! " say Amira

" God willing... Insha'allah... God willing,.." Dzaki entered his house while humming the song Maher Zein.

Two pairs of eyes were like seeing a miracle happen to their child. The face of the man holding the sleeping little girl was filled with questions. Hasan did not have time to ask if he said Dzaki wants to menghitbah women Eid al-Adha later.

Far away on the island of Sumatra, in the humble room of a woman prostrating herself in gratitude, her tears shedding profusely but this time not tears of sorrow, but tears of joy. Mila never ceases to glorify the asthma of Allah, beristighfar as his gratitude for the scenario of God who is being acted on.