My Cry and My Happiness Are In Your Home
The return of Aisha

POV Gus hafidz

seeing my wife suddenly faint made me reflex to lift her body immediately.

everyone looked panicked, as well as umma, Babah and father who immediately ran towards us. without a second thought I immediately brought nurain to the house whose distance was not far from the hall.

slowly I tried to build my wife who was lying on our bed.

his face was so pale when I opened the veil that covered his face.There was a sense of regret because earlier I did not realize the fatigue of my wife until she finally fainted due to fatigue.

"assalamualaikum"

said the voice of a woman in the doorway of my room

"can ana come in?"

ask her as I just stare at her without answering her greetings

"i just want to make sure of the state of nurain"

"yes, please"

I answered by continuing to stare in disbelief at his sudden presence.

deftly he began to examine the state of nurain.I still looked at him with disbelief, it has been a long time we did not meet. There was a little longing for his, there is a little longing for his, but only longing for friends from childhood who grew up together until adulthood, but had to separate for a reason.

"your wife is okay, she's just tired.maybe too tired to welcome the guests who keep coming congratulate you"

she said as she continued to tidy up the medical instruments into her black bag.

"excuse me first. ana has to meet umma and Babah, later if your wife has returned ana again"

immediately he stepped out of our room.I who had been just quietly fixated, immediately followed his steps to catch up with him.

"Dad"

well, it's Aisyah.

that his departure made my family feel lost,

the one that left him made me feel guilty,

whose departure makes distance between us,

the departure made us never grow together, so there was a sense of stiffness between us when we met again.

"how are you? anti healthy?"

ask me when I'm in front of him .

"Good God"

answer without looking at me

"where has it been going so far? why is it so hard to call? why not replace the hp?"

with curiosity that had been plaguing my mind, I finally took it out when I was right in front of his people.

at a glance Aisyah looked in surprise at me, but soon she drew back her eyes from looking at me.

"like her without an answer, you already know the reason why ana like that"

"Aisyah, what's anti-happy about the decision to leave this cottage?"

Aisyah immediately looked at me with a gaze that I did not understand

"do you care about your happiness?"

DEG

the question managed to touch my heart because it was as if I was the cause of all his sadness.

"excuse me, ana has to see umma and the others"

Aisyah stepped up about to leave me but in an instant she stopped coming back.

"preferably bring nurain to the obstetrician"

Aisyah stepped back and left me alone who was still staring at her until she disappeared from view.

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ask me to nurain who when I enter is already in a sitting position on the edge of the bed

"Alhamdulillah is bang"

"what are you feeling now? do we need to go to the doctor?"

ask me to make sure my wife still looks pale

"no need, nur no papa ko just a little dizzy"

she said while holding her head

"or what would you like to do? drink or food?"

"no need, no need to bang. if you want to be able to take it yourself. mending now we go to the hall again, there are still many guests who must be welcomed"

"no need, you're still pale rich so let's just go to the hall, you're here to rest don't go anywhere"

"but not good bang"

"no papa baby. Brother does not want you later to get sick. anyways his guests must have reduced, so later Brother who says that you are not feeling well again they must understand"

"but bang__"

nurain still insisted on returning to the hall, even though from his face it was very clear that he was still limp

"there is no tap-but the point of his wife Brother must obey Brother well. this is for the good of my dear"

"yes, nur nurut"

"gitu dong, the new wife of Sholehah. yes Abang to the hall first well, you are here to rest, if you want anything later call BI Nani aja. let Abang ask for help to take care of you"

"no need to bang, nur does not need to be treated with BI Nani, kasian again bothered. nur want to sleep just do not want anything"

"came?"

ask me to be sure, and nurain just nodded while smiling sweetly

"yes, you go to the hall first, you rest, don't go anywhere"

after kissing her forehead and hugging her for a while, I immediately stepped out of my own resting state to return to the hall to meet the guests who still come and go.

in the hall, I went back to the top of the temple, there were many guests waiting who were welcomed by umma and Babah.

this glance swept through the hall looking for Aisyah's whereabouts, who knows she hasn't come home yet, and sure enough, I saw Aisyah sitting on the VIP guest chair with her uncle and mother.

I want to approach, but guests still take turns greeting and congratulating me. Then I undo my intentions, until the guests return home from this event.

"assalamualaikum uncle, mother"

greet me to her uncle and mother Aisyah when the event is over.

"waalaikumsalam wr wb, because hafidz has not met for a long time.his sense uncle longs to discuss with you"

"yes uncle, hafidz is also the same, but uncle now seems to be very busy with his uncle's company in Malaysia"

"yes son, there is a lot to take care of there Pama, but by the way congratulations on your marriage with the wife. Sorry at that time uncle could not attend your ceremony"

"yes there is nothing uncle, because the show is also impromptu"

"by the way how's your wife doing, son?"

now her mother Aisyah asked

"Alhamdulillah healthy ma'am, just a little tired. Aisyah's checking in on that"

I glanced at Aisyah who was just silent with an expression so flat and cold.

honestly, his attitude slightly disturbed my mind.he was so jolly, cheerful and talkative.but now it was as if he had turned one hundred and eighty degrees.

he was so cold and more silent.I lost the figure of Aisyah, my childhood friend, my friend who I so dear and respected.

some time we were in a chat together, like we used to be when we used to visit and visit each other often.

Babah was busy talking about her youth with Yusuf's uncle, umma who was talking to her mother Aisyah, and Farah who enthusiastically told Aisyah with a passionate longing deserves her a sister on her sister.

I just smiled watching all that, it's been a long time this atmosphere disappeared from view. Now everything has changed, it is different. but I pray, hopefully Aisyah's wound can be healed soon, Aisyah's wounds can be healed, and Allah found him with the Sholeh man who loved him sincerely, amen.