IT WAS THE WIDOW'S FAULT
3.Asifa shut herself up

"Wa'alaikumsalam Asifa, why are you son? why did you come home crying? where's your groceries?"Ask Ms. Hafsah while returning her child's embrace.

Then he was invited to enter the family room.See his daughter crying, there was a sense of tightness in his chest. Letting his daughter cry until she calmed down, after a new teng she asked.

"What happened to you, baby?"ask Hafsah gently.

"It turns out that Ardi had planned this all ma, even his future wife was his cousin Erna. And Erna knew it all because Rita told Erna everything. Even the citizens all knew that I was a useless woman, a barren woman ma, huhuhuhuhu"Asifa told her mother while crying as she pleased.

"Maybe Ardi has a reason to do this, son. We face it together yes, if you are not able to get out of the house by yourself, let mama accompany. Are you going out, looking for what you're looking for?"ask Hafsah for her daughter.

"No ma, I'm home today. Asifa asked mom to buy it. If you don't mind just soap and shampoo."Asifa replied lethargicly.looking ahead with a blank look, like she was losing her way. There was no longer a cheerful face there, full of hurt and sadness. Bu Hafsah grabbed his daughter's hand, held gently.

"Not everything we see is beautiful from the outside, so it is also beautiful when inside. It can be ordinary or even bad. And vice versa, in a bad view, when inside there is natural beauty. What we think is good for us, bad for God. So also bad thought we, good for God.we leave it to Allah SWT who has given us life yes. Patience and trust, do not let you dissolve, your future is still long, dear."Advice from Hafsah.

"God willing ma, Asifa will try as much as Asifa ma, Asifa to the room ya."Pamit Asifa's.

Go straight to the room, then lock the door. He climbed into bed, breaking down the body dissolved in his grief. Even at night, Asifa did not come out of her room. He locked himself in his room, got out of bed just to pray.

Until the day changed Asifa did not leave the room. Her mother and father repeatedly knocked on Asifa's bedroom door. But no longer any sayings from Asifa began to fret.

"How come Asifa didn't leave the room at all. Even now there is no longer the sound of Asifa crying or answering our call mas." Complaints from Hafsah.

"You calm down first ya" Stop for a moment, rubbing his wife's back "mas will break the door of his room Asifa ya."He told his wife.

He was preparing a horse to break down the door of Asifa's room. But he paused because someone knocked on the door, marked with a guest.

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The door opened, the one in front of his eyes was the one who made his daughter suffer. But he did not want to show his way.

"Assalamualaikum pa."Ardi said hello.

"Wa'alaikumsalam son, what is it you came here for."Ask Mr. Herman.

"Pa, my feelings are bad, is Asifa okay" Ardi asked with a worried look.

"We are also trying to persuade Asifa to come out of the room. Because from yesterday he shut himself up in the room. Eat no, it's all because of you. What you have kept secret from us has also been known by Asifa. And Asifa knows it's all from the family of your future wife. Even he who insulted Asifa in public. Is this what you want, destroy Asifa to the bottom huh?"ms. Hafsah expressed her emotions.

"I'm sorry ma." Then Ardi barged in without excuse. Go straight to Asifa's room, and break down the door.

BRAWN

The door was wide open, as ifa was lying on the prayer mat. Still complete with prayer equipment, do not think long Ardi raised the tiny body Asifa. A pale white face, taken to his car. They were followed by Asifa's parents. Mr. Herman opened the door and told his wife to come in, and Ardi laid Asifa in her mother's lap. Then he and Herman sat in front. Soon Ardi runs his car, heading for the nearest hospital. Immediately Asifa in check with the doctor in the IGD room. Ardi and his parents Asifa waited in front of the IGD room.

Before long the doctor who examined Asifa came out.

with faces looking, confused and staring at the three of them. Bu Hafsah advanced first, impatient with the news of his daughter's condition.

"Doctor how is my daughter?"ask ma'am Hafsah.

"The patient's condition is very weak bu, the patient must be treated intensively. Fortunately the patient was immediately brought here, immediately treated.

The patient's stomach is empty, and depressed, what the patient is facing is a problem. This is what causes the patient stress, this is already a day in this condition ma'am?" ask the doctor to explain Asifa's condition.

"From yesterday in the doc's self-abandonment, he had a problem." Answer ma'am Hafsah.

"Alright, I ask for help in the care of patients, I do not know what will happen in the future if patients like this continue. It is the support of family and relatives, who can help patients rise from adversity. Excuse me first, we'll move the patient soon.

"Wait for the doc, give the best care to the patient. Move the VVIP room, I'll bear the patient's expense. Ma pa, I go to the administration first I will follow ..." Not done talking, Mr. Herman has cut off Ardi's conversation.

"You don't have to see him anymore. Get your divorce done. Let Asifa calm down first, and be able to get out of this matter calmly."Mr. Herman said, cutting off Ardi's conversation.

Sorry pa, I'm free I avoid Asifa but this problem will not be solved. otherwise I will not run away from my responsibilities. Excuse me for administration. Assalamualaikum" he said Ardi then left without waiting for answers from Mr. Herman and bu hafsah.

How about we talk about this also with besan. In any case besan plays a big role in this problem" said Ms. Hafsah.

"No need dear, let Ardi solve this same problem Asifa. We don't have to interfere too deeply. Right he said, if we obstruct him then when is the completion. Yeah, let's go to Asifa's room, take pity on herself."Mr. Herman said, then walked to Asifa's room.

While Ardi at the cashier, completed the payment of treatments and medicines for Asifa. When she finished, she contacted her family and told them that Asifa was in the hospital. After informing his family he contacted his future wife.

"Hello mas"....

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