Mother Connect For My Son
The Part 59
...I.B.U.S.A.M.B.U.N.G.U.N.T.U.K.A.N.A.K.K.U...
...My Lord, God of men, eliminate disease. Give healing because you are a healer. No one can cure a disease except you with a cure that leaves no pain...
...Shaih Bukhari and the Muslims of Aisha RA...
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Bugh,
Darius bounced to the side. The man's body fell down beside Elea. Dariush did not have time to look up, his body again pulled rough to fall from the mattress and lay on the floor.
"Mas Fatih," Elea shrieked and quickly untied the bond that wrapped around her hand. Then take the remaining fabric of the hijab to cover the head.
Yes, the man standing in front of Elea right now was Fatih. The man's breath roared. It was like running a marathon race.
Fatih continued to beat Dariush blindly. Punch after punch landed on Dariush's cheek.
Fatih pulled Dariush's hair to make him grimace. It can be ascertained that some strands of Dariush hair come apart.
"Bad!" hardik Dariush, with the rest of his energy fighting and beating Fatih. They also fight each other and have no intention to stop.
"Please!" Elea was only able to scream. He could not break up because both of them were emotionally disturbed.
"Never touch her or run out of her husband's hands!" hardik Fatih interrupted the blow. He snarled at Dariush.
There is pain when I say the name of my husband. But soon Fatih tepis, now Elea status is indeed as Ardha's wife.
"Lo's gonna be in my hands, you son of a bitch!" dariush's voice was no less loud. Echoing and making Elea's body tremble again. Afraid something might happen to Fatih.
Elea ran out to get help. He walked down the stairs quickly and almost slipped.
Framed by the door, Elea saw Pak Agus security guard who was then in charge of guarding the house with a panicked face because he heard several times the employer asked for help.
"To-tong Sir! Inside there was Mas Fatih fighting with people." Elea did not mention Dariush by name.
With a confused forehead Pak Agus ran towards the top floor because of the sound of broken glass. Even with Elea who also hustled following.
"Astaghfirullah" cried Elea who was already on the doorstep.
Pak Agus was no less surprised when he found that Fatih had been sprawled with injuries to the head. Blood immediately flowed to the temple there were even a few drops of blood on the floor.
Only Fatih was in the room. Elea and Agus approached. Elea's eyes looked around looking for Dariush.
A moving horden indicates that the middle window is open.
Elea ran towards the window and rightly guessed. It turned out that Dariush escaped through the balcony. Somehow the man got down from there. Elea no longer cared because now she was more worried about Fatih.
"We're taking him to the hospital now, sir!" the words of Elea and Agus nodded. The man carried Fatih who had almost lost consciousness.
Before being held up, Fatih looked at Elea's bead while saying "Don't cry," Fatih said softly.
Elea nodded weakly and swept away her tears. Feeling guilty because of Fatih's circumstances caused by him
Allhumma rabban nasi, adzhibil ba’sa. Ishefis. Antas. La syafiya illa anta syifa’an la yughadiru saqaman.
(My Lord, Lord of men, eliminate disease. Give healing because you are a healer. No one can cure a disease except you with a cure that leaves no pain)
Elea followed Agus. They met Bi Mia who had just gotten out of the car with the driver. An expression of surprise at seeing Fatih in a bad state.
"Well, why did Fatih?"
"Prepare the car, Bi. We're in the hospital now. I'll be clear." said Elea.
The car drove Fatih to the hospital. He sat in the back seat with Bi Mia. Elea sat beside the steering wheel, while Mr. Agus remained at home just in case.