Immaculacy
Apologies

Women with purple glamour in line with her veil walk by holding the hand of her husband friendly. The woman did not stop smiling. His thin lips continued to curl like a crescent moon. Every time she met the nurse who took care of her, she shook her hand and apologized, and thanked her.

Her husband held a handycam perpetuating the moment, due to his wife's request. He said for a memento.

"Thank God, I'm healed, Zahira!" she hugged Zahira who had just come to the hospital.

The Flashback

That morning Mila and Dzaki entered Shah's doctor's room. Hopefully anxious, they both waited for the results of the test. After two days ago the last terrestrial action taken by Mila the fourth time was completed.

Doctor Shah smiled happily at the results he had just read.

"Alhamdulillah, the cancer cells in Mila's brain no longer exist. Hope this is a good start. Congratulations sister, take care of your health!" the doctor cupped his hands together in his chest looking at Mila. And extended his hand to Dzaki.

Flashback.

"Alhamdulillah, congratulations! Ira was very happy. Take care of your health, do not eat unhealthy foods. Even if you're cured, take good care of that body!" zahira's hands held Mila's hands. He was very happy with the news that Mila had told him.

"So, if I want to fly to Malang?" asked Zahira to see Dzaki coming over. He remembered Dzaki's work, they've been here for over a month. After recovering, maybe they will soon go home to Malang he thought.

"Not to know yet, the mother with the father and the two in-laws also kad here, maybe balek Medan first! then Fly to Malang." said Mila, he could not confirm it. In addition to the wedding anniversary gift from Dzaki, it will soon be on the bill. Because that's one of his encouragement.

They split up in front of the hospital, and Dzaki and Mila get into an online taxi that arrived and wait for them a few minutes ago. Zahira hugged Mila again, congratulating her and saying goodbye. Mila waved her hand, smiling at the sister of her best friend who was wearing the all-white uniform.

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"After some thought, we better leave tomorrow or the day after tomorrow to his Madinah, Dek! Mumpung Hafiz again sticky same mammak and ummi. So we can leave him quietly. Mumpung dad and mom are also here, so later they go back to the field, not just three. How's it?" Dzaki turned his face back, speaking to his wife who was seriously listening and seemed to think.

"If Ummi and mamak don't feel bothered, Mila agrees."

It only took twenty minutes, the taxi stopped in front of the Homestay where their family had been staying for the past month. A little boy ran from a distance to Mila and Dzaki who had just got off the taxi.

"Umma, carry Hafiz!" he screamed from a distance.

Dzaki confronted his son. Dzaki's thin body perfectly closes his wife's body from Hafiz's sight. Stretching out his hands, he caught Hafiz, who had asked to be sent down, because now Hafiz was in his arms.

"Hafiz, want Umma! Hafiz, want Umma!" said struggling.

"Mas!" Mila who from earlier smiled to see the behavior of her two men also approached them. He had intentionally left it. I miss seeing the behavior of both of my favorite men.

"Come here, which one Umma wants to carry! still strong no umma slingnya!" Mila picks up Hafiz who starts crying because of her Abnya pranks.

The three of them walked towards the inn. Dzaki did not stop judging Hafiz in his ummanya sling, either his own in dislodged, until he pulled the child's leg. He also captured the moment in his handycam. Two middle-aged women also witnessed the pranks of his son-in-law.

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Penang International Airport, Mila continues to hug her mother. Repeatedly apologizing and thanking them for bothering them while they were here, and bothered to keep the very active Hafiz.

Arpin also hugged the drill, seemed not to want to let it go again.

"Dad, thank you for being the greatest parent in Mila's life. May father and mother be happy in the afterlife. Forgive Mila for always bothering me, mamak!" she said, looking at her mother who was next to her. Mai feels the same way as Arpin. There's a sense of not wanting to let her son go.

Ana and buya Latif as well as Dzaki and Hafiz let them hug each other. Dzaki also captured the moment.

Your Attention please, Pasengger of Malaysia Airlines on Flight number MA273 to Madinah please boarding from door A21, Thank you.

The announcement was caught clearly in their hearing. Time to really separate. Mila hugged Hafiz once again.

"Don't be naughty, same granny, atok, opung, same everything yeah, son! memorization continued. You want to make umma proud, don't you?" asked Mila followed by a nod of Hafiz, her eyes began to glaze over, letting go of her mother.

"Be a child who lives up to your name. Abi gave you the name Hafiz, I hope you really become Hafiz, son. Umma must be so proud!" kiss and hug Mila, repeated many times.

"Hafiz darling, Umma! Hafiz will make umma proud, Hafiz promised!" hafiz said, wiping away her own tears. Waving her hand took off her parents. Arpin came over, carrying his grandson, wiping away his tears.

"Come, we're home too!" arpin.

"Back opung! Hafiz wants to see umma first. Hafiz will definitely miss Umma!" he said he stopped Arpin's steps from there.

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23 Hours of travel they will take, very excited Mila fix her seat, put on a seatbelt. After the plane flew Mila borrowed her husband Handycam, played a video that captured Dzaki while in Penang, it was not only that day that Dzaki recorded it. The days when Mila began to be terrestrial also existed. Mila just realized it.

Tears dripped from the corner of his eyes, "Thank God, you gave the servant a sick favor, and also this healing pleasure. May my sins be reduced by the pleasure of the pain You give, and may the gratitude of the servant be greater because of this healthy pleasure" he said in his heart. Dzaki clasped his wife's hand, bead their eyes met each other. The love in both eyes was getting smoldering, there was a turbulent longing in the chest.