Love Hafisa
Chapter 41

"Sheila! you why?" ask Ms. Fransiska.

"Iqbal Aunty, Iqbal wants to find that maid!" sheila.

"What's? Iqbal want the maid's nyamperin? make what? this is your prewedding! Sheila! why don't you intercept? huh uh?" ask Ms. Fransiska.

"Can't Auntie, Sheila's driven gini!" sheila.

"Yes, let's follow Iqbal! did you say you were going to Destian's house?" ask Ms. Fransiska.

"To the hospital Aunt. He said the maid was an accident." Sheila.

"Oh, Iqbal-Iqbal. Why her? not dead, maid! always bother!" said Ms. Fransiska.

Whahuh? is Hafisa in the hospital? o Allah, Brother Hafisa, sorry Nena can not look up Brother. I hope Hafisa is all right.

"Come Sheila! hurry up!" take Miss Fransiska.

"Come Auntie!" sheila.

"Mih! where you going? Nena come with me!" ask Nena.

"You don't have to come! you're at home, you'll be troublesome again!" said Ms. Fransiska.

"Mih, Nena please Mih! Nena wants to see Hafisa's sister!" say it and ask Nena.

"Milk! you ngeyel yah! you stay at home! I don't know you!" said Ms. Fransiska.

"Nena, right Mamih said. Eat it at home! why are you going to the hospital anyway!" sheila.

"I'm not talking to you!" said Nena.

"Nena, listen to you! This Sheila sister, will be your sister-in-law! so don't be rude to Sheila! understand you!" said Ms. Fransiska.

Nena ran straight to the room and cried. Nena just looked at the photo of Hafisa. Miss Fransiska and Sheila don't care about Nena's craving. Fransiska and Sheila were ready to leave.

"Until when is Aunt Nena the maid? rich dipelet know no!" sheila.

"Udah-udah! now let's go!" said Ms. Fransiska.

"Yes Auntie!" sheila.

Mamih is evil, Mamih does not love me and Iqbal. Mamih selfish! Brother Hafisa, sorry Nena Brother. Nena can't see Brother. O Allah, how is Brother Hafisa? hiks-hiks-hiks.....

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Iqbal arrived at the hospital. Iqbal quickly donated his blood to Hafisa. Hafisa was immediately operated. Iqbal cried and felt guilty towards Hafisa.

"Bal, thank you, you gave blood to Hafisa!" destian.

"Hiks-hiks-hiks.. Why did this happen Des? why?" ask Iqbal.

"Sorry, I can't take care of him! we're confronted by Bal's thugs, Hafisa saved me! it should be me who got stabbed, not Hafisa! hiks-hiks-hiks.." said Destian.

"No need to blame yourself! all misfortune. Hafisa was indeed very kind, he was willing to die for the sake of others. And he doesn't care about himself! o Allah, save Hafisa!" Iqbal.

"Lo still loves Hafisa? if you're still in love, you fight Bal!" destian.

"Warrior you say? I'm a bad guy, I hurt Hafisa's heart! I don't deserve him! you deserve Hafisa!" Iqbal.

"Gue believes it, that you were framed right? you can't be that bad!" destian.

"Now Des! I am still so depraved!" Iqbal.

"Begin, why cry? Bal, this is Hafisa's sister! Start it." Destian.

"Oh, is this what you call Awalilah? hello, I'm Iqbal." Iqbal.

"Begin!" lilah.

"Why are you crying?" ask Iqbal.

"Begin sad, Brother Hafisa is unconscious and still in a coma. I'm sick too, all because of Lilah." Say Start.

"You can't talk like that Lilah, it's all a disaster. Oh, aye. Brother can't you, meet your Mom and Dad?" ask and ask Iqbal.

"By Brother!" begin.

"Des, I met his parents Hafisa first yeah!" request Iqbal.

"Yes please!" destian.

"Wait on! Iqbal! what are you doing here? huh uh?" ask Ms. Fransiska.

"Mammy!" Iqbal.

"Go home! comeing! why is this a hand?" ask Ms. Fransiska.

"Mih! please don't force Iqbal! Mama doesn't have any feelings? Hafisa, the former assistant at our house was in an accident. I don't have a heart!" Iqbal.

"Dare you well, fight Mamih! you don't deserve to be here and howl that maid!" said Ms. Fransiska.

"Iqbal! Iqbal! just wait! you have to go home! want them to be embarrassed, huh?" ask Ms. Fransiska.

"Dear, we want to get married. Don't be like this dong!" have Sheila.

"Shut up!" snapped Iqbal.

"Iqbal, you better go home! I don't want the Hafisa family to be sad because of this Nyokap lo!" destian.

"That's right Iqbal! you'd better take home your rich mamih! I don't want to, you guys fuss at the hospital. And thank you for donating blood to Hafisa! let's get started, Destian!" take Mrs Ratna.

"Going Iqbal!" ask and pull Ms. Francesco.

"Please! I can go home by myself!" Iqbal was upset.

"Catch Sheila up!" ask Ms. Fransiska.

"Iqbal! I'm with you, yeah!" have Sheila.

"Gue ask to get out of my car! OUT!" snapped Iqbal.

"No!" sheila.

"Get out!" pull Iqbal.

"Ikh.. asshole!" sheila.

"Why Sheila?" ask Ms. Fransiska.

"Iqbal kicked me out of Aunt's car." Sheila.

"Oh, Sheila! you are so stupid! why would you go out? akh.." said Ms. Fransiska.

"He's pulling me!" sheila.

"Yes! you're coming home with Auntie!" said Ms. Fransiska.

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Ms. Ratna and Destian took Awalilah to her mother's room. Destian also permits to go to Hafisa's room to guard Hafisa.

"Change!" greet Begin.

"Eh, Neng here Abah's son!" abah Jajat.

"Where is Mother Bah, is she conscious?" ask Start.

"Neng Not yet. Patience yeah!" abah Jajat.

"Mother, dong! hiks-hiks-hiks.." said Awalilah.

"Sir Jajat, who's patient well!" said Mrs Ratna.

"Yes, Mom, I thank you very much. Mother and Mas Destian have helped and helped me and my family." Abah Jajat.

"Together sir, Hafisa would have wanted to be my ghost!" said Mrs Ratna.

"Indeed Mas Destian would be like Hafisa, just an ordinary person." Abah Jajat.

"I, accept the Son of Abah as is Kok Bah. I'm serious about Hafisa." Destian.

"No regret?" ask Abah Jajat.

"Absolutely not Bah!" destian.

"Darling, Hafisa who's waiting?" ask Ms. Ratna.

"Oh, yes. There is no Mah. Yes, let Destian take care of Hafisa!" destian.

"Yes, same with Mom!" said Mrs Ratna.

Ms. Ratna and Destian went to Hafisa's room. When you want to enter the room, until Euis to visit Hafisa while crying.

"Mas!" call Euis.

"Dam!" destian.

"Who?" ask Ms. Ratna.

Seriate......

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