ISTIKHARAH LOVE KUSUMA
CHAPTER 41. WILL YOU FALL IN LOVE AGAIN?

Dewiq approached Naya, pulling the arm of the noble woman to join the team of doctors near Maira's bed.

"Naya, it's good to hear the doctor's team's words" whispered Dewiq.

Maira just watched with blank eyes. As if it were still the situation.

Ainnaya's sense of hearing has been in full alert mode, so that whatever words spoken by experts can be received and digested properly.

"Maira was better taken to the hospital for further examination as well as ensuring our diagnosis. The condition of his vital organs has begun to improve and in post-recovery. Your daughter still looks in shock. This is our temporary conclusion. Please note the change in behavior in the coming hours" explained one of the team doctors.

"So, tomorrow morning I will come here to bring Ambulance yes Naya or if Maira is fit, can use a wheelchair and you will transfer to Hermana Hospital," suggested dewiq provide a more concise option.

"Oh Ok. I will look closely at my daughter's condition. Thank you very much" replied Mahendra Guna's wife.

Dewiq then hugged his brother before leaving Maira's room with the troupe. She still left the nurse there, last night the medics who were supposed to be on guard asked for permission to go home early because her husband was injured. So, throughout the night it was natural that Maira's progress toward consciousness was not detected either.

The tension fades. The mother-of-two sat in front of her eldest daughter. "Sister, would you like to snack on kueh?" ask the Mother.

The beautiful girl looked doubtful, but a moment later she tried to get up. The infusion has been released at Mahendra's request because the Guna family promised to help prepare a healthy menu from noon as food intake for Maira.

"Mother help, yes." Naya helps her son get up and sit leaning on the head of the bed.

Maira then pointed towards her throat as if to say that that was where the trigger of her pain was.

"Sick, Honey?" naya's search was closer to observing.

Maira nodded and kept her neck.

"Drink a lot, but slowly. Maira inget Mommy right?" doubts about the question finally arose.

Mother Mifyaz's right hand took a glass of mineral water from the table, then helped attach the tip of the mouth of the tumbler to Maira's lips so that her daughter could take a good sip.

Again, his eldest daughter nodded. He then grabbed her palm to open it. Then with the right index finger, Maira wrote something there.

"B u n d a N a y y, i b u k u," said Naya spelling out one letter at a time that Maira knitted on her palm.

"Darling, you made Mother anxious," girang Naya, rubbed Maira's head.

The girl smiled faintly, the corner of her lips slightly pulled upwards forming a grin in pain.

"It hurts a lot? remember the prayer reading?"

Again, the eldest daughter Mahendra nodded .

"Sholat dzuhur first and then rest yes. Later Mommy wakes up to snack in the afternoon. Get back to being our Maira, honey." Naya kissed her daughter's forehead, helped her tayamum and put on her face then straightened her body to comfortably lie down and pull the blanket. Waiting for Maira to finish praying.

An hour later.

Like the phone conversation earlier this morning, Dilara visited Orchid with Ezra at exactly two in the afternoon.

Mahendra was helping Shan out of the bathroom when his parents arrived. "Shan wants to pray first, Bun, it's the end of time" he said when he saw Dila was anxious.

The Qavi couple then sat on the sofa room while Naya chose to land her bo-kong on the carpet while jumping both feet sore. Seeing women sitting down, Dilara joined Mother Maira.

"Eh, Madam Dila is sitting on top, I got a cramp yesterday. Brother forgot to mijitin last night because he was meeting streaming so it still feels sore feet," explained Naya to the besan, but still not Dilara gubris.

After Shan finished, Mahendra took the initiative to get his daughter-in-law to sit back in the chair, but Ezra prevented. "Let me, Mas."

Seeing that the two middle-aged men were going to help him, Shan refused. He chose to crawl towards his mother and lay his head on Dila's lap.

"Udah has a wife, kok is still spoiled Kak," reprimanded Dila on the eldest son.

"It's still not healing, Bun. Last night I was spoiled by him but my head hurts, my phone is off and somewhere" Shan lamented.

"Mother's phone call last night is not active, you are too evil as yourself, Brother. Already Mother said, the balance of activities especially there is Maira who needs a lot of your attention," continued Dila, reminding her that her son is no longer negligent.

"Shan care and protect with Maira. Just sorry Shan, Miss Dila, we are not concerned with your health until it falls so. It must have been a real pain huh," worried Naya, a little hesitant at the iron for not being able to take good care of their son.

"What no. My head has not hurt so much in a long time. Indeed the pressure of bejibun work this week. It's Bun's fault" Shan argued against Naya's argument.

"Don't make your in-laws worry, sister. Is this really okay? doctor don't lie, you know" Dila said again.

"No, Mahen's father was very alert ngobatin my wound earlier. Syukron Well," Shan said to his in-laws.

Mahendra just smiled, the two men then went out of the room, leaving the women there.

After the departure of their husband, Naya ventured to reveal the temporary assessment of the team of doctors on the mother and child couple. Shan must know because he's Maira's legal guardian now.

"Hmm Shan, Mommy wants to talk seriously. It's better, right? I'm not ready now?" ask Naya to worry.

"O Allah, my daughter-in-law is very yes .. bismillah, Maira was aware right when Shan fell in front of the bathroom door earlier. It's just that, he still has trouble talking because the area of his mouth is irritated to the base of the throat. The doctor said the reaction of wounds that have not recovered also because of long unconsciousness," said Naya slowly to the mother and child in front of her.

"Alhamdulillah." Dila and Shan's voices gave thanks.

"Tomorrow morning, Maira will undergo a follow-up examination. Hopefully the result is good, Mommy is anxious when she was difficult to communicate earlier because it seemed limp," complained Naya, expressing anxiety.

"Not amnesia, is it?" guess Dila to the point.

"Hopefully no Madam Dila. He remembers me, but I don't know anything else because Dewiq didn't suggest Maira talk much first" explained the owner of the title Raden Ayu Ainur DinaraBraja.

"Shan, hmm if only that was hmm...." Naya was silent, heartless to reveal the worst possibility.

"He forgot about me? that's what Mother meant?" shan firmly stuck right in Naya's heart.

The forty-year-old woman nodded doubtfully. "D-yes."

"She's my wife, Bun. Accepting or not my presence on the side of Ai will not discourage this heart to remain dear to him. It was my intention from the beginning that marrying Ahya meant a package with risk," Shan replied trying to toughen up even though his heart was pinched, how will the reaction he shows later so as not to be tucked away in anger with the divine find such a reality.

"Mother feels like a failure, Shan." Naya's cry finally broke.

"Mr Naya. There's a lot of work we can do. Shan and I will not give up on the fate line, the test for my son will be accepted. Has God not prepared a solution for every problem?" Dila calms Naya down. He knew that the mother's heart beside him was broken because happiness never found a place to stay in the midwife of her daughter's household.

"Don't be a pessimist Bun. Help me always not to feel alone...." Shan grabbed Naya's hand for her kiss.

Slowly the sun dims and prepares to hand over the task of shining the universe to the goddess of the night. Towards the Maghrib, the Qavi couple returned home. They say hello to their beloved daughter-in-law.

"God, Shan fell in love at first sight when he saw you. Very beautiful," Dilara gently stroked the face of ayu Maira. The girl simply smiled sweetly without responding.

Ten minutes of time that Dila spent looking, praying also hugged Maira. Before long, they left the room leaving the newlyweds there.

Shan simply escorted both of his parents in the doorway of the room, then closed the wooden slab slowly. The man looked at the bed where his wife was, slowly approaching.

"Come, welcome home sweetie." Shan grabbed the top of Maira's head and then kissed her, as she was on the side of the bed.

As Maira was shocked at the touch, she inched away reluctantly approached by Shan.

"God, Ai why else?"

"I'm your husband, honey. Halal touched you, didn't she? are you mad at me?" tanya Shan tried to calm down the restless Maira.

The beautiful woman then covered herself with a blanket up to her head. Avoiding Shan's intense gaze.

Huft. "Patience, Shan."

"Mahya Humaira, would you like to see this for a minute, Baby?" bujuk Shan grabbed the tab on the table, where all their sacred moments were immortalized by Ajmi.

Silent.

Hearing Shan's soft voice, Maira was triggered to see what the man had mentioned earlier. Slowly the blanket opened, little by little peeking at the man who claimed to be her husband.

Shan smiled, very charming, when he saw the funny behavior of Maira who was like a child was afraid of something.

"So good, my husband?"

"Look, you can scroll, right? I'm not gonna touch you again. This while." Shan poked the tab into Maira's lap as his wife had sat down.

The skinny fingers began to touch the flat object sailing 10 Inc above the lap. Unlock the key and search the photo gallery there.

The expression of that beautiful face changed. He raised his head towards Shan then lowered his head back as if scanning a face.

"That's my picture when we got married. Now that I'm your legal husband, my name is Shareef Shan Qavi," Shan said again with a sweet smile.

"Mother, ma'am, he's very handsome."

Deghs.

Deghs.

Deghs.

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