Love Sholeha
Mother's Travel

" Subby, darling...."

Sholeh did not stop persuading his wife, almost two hours his mother-in-law was lying. And during that time Sholeha did not go from beside her mother, she continued to kiss her hand.

Sholeha until no matter what at this time, he was no longer crying, but Sholeh was so tormented to see his wife like that.

" We're looking for food first huh, it's almost night you haven't eaten since morning right?" Sholeh touched the shoulder of his wife who was still shaking.

Sholeh relented, he did not want to force. Although he must understand his wife's feelings, sometimes he only offered water to her.

His face was so grim, his lips were tightly closed from earlier. His whole vision was focused on his mother. It seemed so clear that hope never faded from his heart.

Likewise with others, all silence does not talk too much. They are dissolved in their own do'a and mind.

The Maghreb said, Sholeha went from her mother's side. He approached Sholeh not far from him.

" Well, we pray first yuk. "he said so lethargic.

Sholeh nodded, holding his wife's hand so tightly to protect.

" Gold, we pray first" Sholeh said to Rizal.

Rizal just nodded, so did Ayu.

Sholeh felt his wife's hand so cold, her hand was so fragile she was not excited. Sholeh re-collapsed her hands, channeling wordless protection, one thing only she could do right now.

Sholeh looks for Mushola's location around the hospital. Until the Adhan stopped, they just arrived at a small mushola. Sholeh looked at his wife, "Can you be alone?" said.

" May, "

Sholeh took off his hand, letting his wife find a place of ablution. Likewise with him, he continued his steps ablution in a different place.

Both are praying.

Sholeh came out first, he was waiting at that place. Sholeha had not been seen out of there, Sholeh occasionally glanced at the clock and door, so agitated that his wife did not come out.

As Sholeh was about to return in, his wife appeared with a smile that was so sweet. " I'm sorry Mas, Leha almost fell asleep" he said.

Sholeh drew closer, pulling his wife in an embrace. " You're tired, baby, we'll take a break. At least eat, trust all to God"

Sholeha smiled in the arms of her husband, "Later ya Mas, Leha is still healthy. We accompany Mother again yes, said Mother she will wake up after the prayer time arrives. He must have been waiting for me, "

Sholeh's heart trembled, hearing the words of the wife who so wished this. She no longer wanted to answer with words, Sholeh just led her slowly back to her mother-in-law's nursery.

His footsteps were so heavy, Sholeh felt something different as Rizal was seen meeting her halfway. His face was so panicked, it was even clearer up close that he said, "Mom died "

Sholeh did not ask much more, he immediately looked at his wife who was silent rigidly staring at his biological brother. A second later she ran with the rest of her strength, taking off the grip of her husband who was powerless to hold her back .

Sholeh and Rizal follow in Sholeha's footsteps, feeling the same, shocked and lost. Sholeh did not expect this story to reoccur in his life, this time the grief was centered on the wife he loved so much.

Everyone gathered near Fatma's mother, Sholeha who had just arrived had already drooped to embrace her lifeless body. She cried so bitterly, her voice sounding so fragile it cut the hearts of anyone who heard it.

Slowly he approached his wife, giving her the calmness and explanation as simple as possible, so that she could receive it with the strength of her heart.

That fragile, powerless hand shook his mother's body. " Mom, .." "her words heard no more muffled cries sobbing from her.

Sholeh unraveled that heartbreaking embrace, awakening his wife who was still so shaken, "Patience my wife, we express what has happened "he said so gently.

Sholeha looked up, "Mum, I said I'd wake up after I prayed. Mom, Mother.... Mas ...... " Soleha cries in Sholeh's arms. Feeling unable to continue his words.

Sholeh did not answer again, letting his wife cry as she pleased. Although he did not shout, he could also feel how much the loss to his wife was so unwilling.

" Well, we're going home now. Rizal took care of it." Said Rizal who had just returned.

" Then we're ready." Answer the father who looks stronger than anyone.

After that, the hospital officers delivered Ms. Fatma into an ambulance. With the limp steps of his children and son-in-law, Sulaiman convinced himself to accompany the journey home of his wife. " You guys be careful, don't be too hasty. Your wife must be very scared" Sulaiman told Rizal and Sholeh.

Rizal and Sholeh lead his wife into their car. Hurry up following the ambulance, which moves first.

Sholeh pressed the horn on Rizal, he chose to walk first. Glanced at his wife's tearful face. Sholeh repeatedly set his breath to be calmer and not worry about his wife.

Sholeha leaned her head, her eyes occasionally closed feeling the rush of unstoppable tears. The tightness in his chest was evident from the rough breathing that was heard many times.

Sholeh again grabbed his wife's hand, grasping tightly, he could no longer even ask her to be patient. He tried to calm down so he could get there safely.

Sholeha was still like that, she tried to hold back her sadness and tears, feeling the grip of the husband's hand that never came off along the road earlier.

" Dear, are you sleeping?"

Sholeh shook his wife's hand, he did not hear such a heartbreaking cry, occasionally glancing at Sholeha.

Sholeha did not answer, she just patted the back of her husband's hand with her left hand slowly. Tell him he's okay.

" You're not papa?"

" Leha is tired" he said slowly

Sholeh was a little worried, whether his wife had not had time to rest or eat since. Sholeh slightly increased his speed, his wife must be very unhealthy, at this time.

" Patience yes, soon we arrive" said Sholeh encouraging his wife.

Sholeha just nodded her head, she was no longer strong enough to do many things.

Ambulance sirens stopped ringing when they arrived at Sulaiman's residence, which many people had been waiting for. They are preparing for a funeral and so on.

Sholeh ran around his car, opening the door for his wife. Sholeha came down to greet her husband's hand, his body so weak that he was so weak that he was very tight in the embrace of Sholeh.

His eyes seemed to dry from the water, he was just silent daydreaming when he saw his mother in a cut like a corpse. Welcomed many people with tahlil accompaniment, a voice that so sounded sad and lost. Sholeha felt that also in her husband's arms.

As his feet stepped into the house, Sholeh suddenly felt his wife drooping unconscious, he almost slipped out of his arms.

" Sholeha.." call her a little scream.

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