Married Berondong Saleh
Chapter 69

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"Non just sit down, let Mbok be the one to wash the rest."

"It's okay Mbok, this is a responsibility anyway" said Delmira his hand still washing dirty eating furniture.

Crackling.

Suddenly one plate escaped from Delmira's hand, the shards strewn across the floor.

"Astaghfirullah haladhim" said Delmira.

"Oh my God, why not?" lontar Sa'diyah, "Let Mbok clean Non," he asked.

Delmira remained squatting with difficulty and picked up the fragments.

"Auw," cried Delmira, his hand scratched the shards.

"Tu right, Mbok said what Non, Non has sat down," said Mbok Sa'diyah led Delmira to sit in a chair in the stall.

Sa'diyah took the P3k box inside the nightstand.

The complete package of this box has been prepared in advance Verel. So much attention to him that even the little things he prepared.

Before being given plaster mbok Sa'diyah cleans the wound with an antiseptic.

"Non must be careful, if a little hurt, his ngomel will act.

Delmira smiled at Sa'diyah's words, she understood who Sa'diyah meant. Who else if not Verel.

In the midst of Delmira's smile, Sa'diyah was silent for a moment, staring at Delmira's bead which from the baby had been nurtured up to fifteen years.

"Non," said Sa'diyah in a soft voice, his wrinkled hand holding Delmira's hand.

"I'm happy, Non can already laugh, smile, there's a spirit of life unlike the beginning of Non coming here. Not much has changed."

Delmira widened the smile to hear the words of Sa'diyah, "I must keep the spirit of Mbok's life, because this baby needs me," said Delmira his left hand moved stroking the stomach, the baby's, while his right hand he let remain in Sa'diyah's hands.

"Thank God, Don't understand that."

Delmira's bead suddenly dewy eyes, "I have to run my life, with a new leaf," said Delmira, her brain suddenly shadowed Zaidan's face.

Remembering her ex-husband, Delmira felt the most guilty.

"Astaghfirullah haladhim," said Delmira, his hands were vigorously wiping away the dew that had accumulated in the eye pouches.

'May you be well there Zaid. May Allah always give you health full of barakah. Forgive me Zaid, ' Delmira said a prayer. That's all Delmira can do with every memory of Zaidan.

"Non still loves her?" lontar Sa'diyah looked at Delmira's face.

Delmira straightened her face, staring at Sa'diyah but she bowed down.

"Still loving Non's ex-husband?" sa'diyah

Delmira could only shut up.

Sa'diyah patted the back of Delmira's hand.

"He is a good man, God willing, God will always take care of him" said Sa'diyah who wanted to comfort Delmira.

"Amin" said Delmira.

"Assalamualaikum," said Safira, entered the stall and salim takdhim with Sa'diyah and Delmira.

"Oh Allah, why Mbah?" safira asked to see there were broken dishes on the floor.

"Broke" replied Sa'diyah.

"Safira knows Mbah, this is broken. I mean why did Sapphira break?"

"Fall."

"It must be a waste that falls on the plate," said Safira, put the bag and took a broom and litter. The pieces he cleaned clean.

"What's your son's hand?" lontar Safira finished cleaning. While mbok Sa'diyah still serves buyers.

"Because of broken plates?" guess Safira twirled around Delmira's plaster-mounted index finger.

"Yes, it wasn't on purpose" Delmira replied.

"CK ck ck.. very careless," said Safira, his hand holding a mobile phone, now pointing the camera phone to the finger of Delmira's hand.

"What are you doing?"

"Sister's picture, and brother's hands are plastering."

"Make what the hell?!" delmira protests trying to grab Safira's phone.

"Sent to Verel's nag," Safira honestly.

"Astaghfirullah haladhim... Why was it sent to him?!" furious Delmira.

"Create a test of Verel's om, how much he loves Mbak Del,"

"But, boy, I really need to hit it!" greg Delmira hit Safira several times on the shoulder.

"Although Ma'am, pardon Ma'am," exclaimed Safira, running away from the tantrums of Delmira.

"No" said Sapphira, his body now sheltered in the body of mbok Sa'diyah, while Delmira continued to pursue Sapphira.

"O Allah, you are nothing like a child" protested Sa'diyah, whose position is now in the middle of both.

"Mbok, Safira is a fad, play photos of fingers that hit by plaster continue to be sent to Verel.

"Safira is being a tester for Verel Mbok's nag," Safira replied, her gaze still focused on Delmira who was ready to grab her.

"The staff is Saf, a fad," said Sa'diyah.

"Issst who is Simbah's grandson is me what's Del anyway?!" gerutu Safira, pursed his lips.

"Remove it, before it opens," threatened Delmira.

"Yes!" sahut Safira, but the message he sent suddenly turned instantly into a blue double tick.

Delmira heard her phone ringing, Safira hurriedly headed to the nightstand where the phone was. Safira was so curious was the caller really as he expected.

"Hey, don't play take it!" yelled Delmira walked quickly towards the nightstand.

Safira who had arrived a long time ago, had even read the contact of the caller, immediately laughed crisply.

"Masyaallah.love about Verel, call right away," said Safira was happy because his guess was right.

Delmira grabbed her phone and she refused a call from Verel.

"Why did Big Brother swipe reject the call? Poor brother om Verel," said Safira, his face describing disappointment.

"Safira, don't bother non Delmira. You quickly help Simbah beberes stall," sela Sa'diyah because the day is getting late.

"Yes, Mbah," said Safira, choosing to clean the table.

Tuling.

Sounded like an incoming message from Delmira's phone.

Do I need to go to Pekalongan? Looks like your finger condition is severe because you won't pick up the phone from me.

"Issst! Just scratched the broken plate why the news reached Jakarta!" gerutu Delmira and his hand this time swiped the phone screen to receive incoming calls from Verel.

"His wound was cleaned before the plaster?" cecar Verel as soon as the call from him hooked up.

"Waalaikum salam," said Delmira, a form of satire so that Verel first said hello to start the conversation, even though it was by telephone.

"Yes, I forgot. Assalamualaikum."

"Waalaikum greetings," Delmira replied widening a smile imagining the pouting face of her interlocutor. "Just a little scratch, you don't worry too much."

"It's still worrying when it comes to you!"

"You relax, a small scratch like this will have no effect on the condition of the baby in the stomach," said Delmira interpreted Verel's concern for fear that the wound would harm the baby.

Verel just kept quiet, 'I'm worried about you Del, not our son, because obviously I know, the wound on your finger doesn't have any effect on our baby' Verel said.

Smile from Verel's face. However, whatever prejudices Delmira most important to Verel, Delmira feels comfortable even though she is sometimes too protective about her safety and health.

"Be careful, don't be careless. Your hobby is making people worry" Verel said later.

Delmira smiled, "Yes, I know."

"I have important business, another time, assalamualaikum."

"Waalaikum salam."

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At an AZM motorbike dealer branch, an incident occurred that caused Zaidan to be rushed to the hospital.

Zaidan closed his eyes, holding the leg that was sick from the rubble of building materials.

The patient's bed, continued to be pushed into the hallways of the treatment room in the hospital and the bed entered one of the rooms.

"Astaghfirullah haladhim..why can this be Zaid?" aisyah said as soon as she entered the room to see Zaidan lying on the patient's bed.

Hearing that Zaidan had been hit by a material collapse that would be used for the construction of a new AZM branch dealer, he immediately turned back to the hospital.

"Ummi," said Zaidan, his eyes opened hearing Aisha's voice sounding panicked and a little raucous.

"Don't worry Ummi, it's been treated by a doctor, I'm fine" Zaidan said.

Ayesha's two cheeks were already flooded with tears, "How can you say it's fine. See your right leg bruised to the point of bleeding like this?" sahut Aisyah saw the fact that the wound on Zaidan's leg was severe.

"The doctor said, there is nothing to worry about, not until the bone is broken," continued Zaidan.

Meanwhile, somewhere else. Delmira is now seen silent on the way home ushered a motorcycle taxi to the house mbok Sa'diyah.

'But I was holding the plate tightly, but why did it get out of my grip?' inner Delmira recalled the incident of the broken plate.

Delmira's eyes glared at the sky.

'Oh my God, why don't I feel good like this?' delmira continued, her eyes fixed on the afternoon sky, her hands moving holding her chest tight and you feel pain.

'May nothing bad happen, ' Delmira said a prayer.

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