My Cry and My Happiness Are In Your Home
My brother, my darling

after getting word from the hospital about Abang who was in an accident, we immediately went to Sukabumi to see the state of Abang.

during this journey the lips unceasingly recited dhikr pleading with God that my husband should not be seriously injured.

"you calm down baby, God willing hafidz is fine"

umma who sat beside me unceasingly strengthened my heart in order to be calmer.

"yes umma, god willing"

three hours on the way felt like three days, because I was very impatient to see the state of my husband who is now lying in the hospital.

"umma and nurain go down first, all ask the room in hafidz to the receptionist. Babah and ustadz Ilham to the car park first"

babah said when we reached the hospital page where my husband was treated

"yes bah, then umma and nurain enter first. assalamualaikum"

"waalaikumsalam wr"

umma and I walked straight to the receptionist, after being told we went straight down the hospital corridor looking for a room that the nurse told us.

after finding the room I was in, I with a scared heart started to open the door. umma nodded and touched my shoulder as if hinting for me to open the door immediately and widen my heart if I see the state of Gus hafidz.

'Bismillah' I said in my heart

"Abang,,,hiks,,hiks"

me and umma immediately approached bang hafidz who was lying weakly unconscious of himself. his head on the bandage, his face full of wounds, his, and don't forget the infusion hose to be his bedmate today.

umma just cried while stroking her son's hair, while I still continued to hug her body with tears that kept flowing

"Abang, this is already here to nemenin Abang. Brother wake up well, nur kangen see the smile of brother, nur miss the voice of brother. Are you not the same as our son? Brother woke up,,, torment, if you did not leave yesterday, surely you would not be lying weak as now, if yesterday Nur joined Brother, surely you are not alone to feel pain like this, if__"

"i can't suppose that God's provisions are not good, dear"

"Did you?"

I looked directly at the hafidz bang who was smiling looking at me.

I, who was shocked, immediately took off my embrace and stood straight beside my husband.

"you why? rich ko who saw that ghost?"

"Would you be aware?"

ask me not to believe, even umma was no less surprised with me.

how not surprised, when viewed from the outside bang hafidz wounds like severe but at this time, my husband spoke as if fine.

"you hope you still haven't realized that?"

"son, you're okay, right?"

ask umma gently

"nothing how umma, the gini-rich-wounded crowd"

said Gus hafidz but with a naughty face teasing umma.

"i mean umma, your wounds aren't bad, son?"

"my God, my wife wishes that I have not been aware and now umma I wish my wounds were severe.do the family of the servant already do not love the servant of God?"

"huss, then if you say any more sick also to joke, good luck again sick if you do not have to umma your jewel because it has already taken umma umma and your wife"

"hehe, yes umma sorry, brother's wife why bengong? don't want to hurt my brother anymore"

well, I'm still surprised and can't believe my husband can still smile and joke in these circumstances, but I'm happy it's not too bad.

"here, hug Brother again. Brother misses you and our son"

"Abang" I came back crying in my husband's arms.

crying, crying,

considering how hurt my heart was when I heard my husband was hurt

crying, crying,

how broken my heart would be if my husband left me first in the mortal world

crying, crying,

because today I can still see her smiling and hear her chanting

Alhamdulillah, yesterday God Reproved me with fear that God will easily take away all that is on us, all that is with us, and all that is on us

now God reminds me again, to always be grateful for what God has entrusted to us, and what God has given us.

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"fidz, Babah and umma want to go ahead first nyari food for your wife.kasian Selma travel has not eaten anything"

"let us inter ya umma"

I was about to stand up but was immediately prevented by umma and Babah

"you're here aja nemenin hafidz. let Babah who nemenin umma. anyways you're pregnant son, don't be too tired"

although they tend to rarely talk, Babah people are very caring and understanding

"yeah, you wait here well son. umma and Babah come out first buy food, all you want to see ustadz Ilham. let us eat together"

me and bang hafidz just nodded in agreement

"Don't know, last night nur had a terrible dream.nur saw in our house many people gathered, and it turns out they were praying for Brother who was lying covered in cloth"

I said when we were together, after Babah and umma left for the cafeteria to buy food.

"good dong, means his long-lived brother, insyaallah"

"amen o Allah amen, that is what nur hoped.nur always prayed to Allah that Abang's longevity, Brother is always healthy because the existence of Brother is very valuable, because, it is expected by many people, especially the students who always expect knowledge from Abang.even if one day Allah the time comes, nur pray that Allah take the nur first"

"shut, if you pray with God do not giggle. ask God that we both live long, grow old together to have a great-grandchild, and if you may die together.do not you first, because a brother without you would not be complete, understand?"

bang hafidz touched my nose with his index finger

"goddessa"

I said while looking at her with love.

"Deed more and eat his porridge"

"don't ah, Brother is full. Now you have to eat well"

"no ah"

"ko no? kasian Dede in his stomach must be hungry because his umma hasn't had lunch"

"yes, how else do the food people not yet exist"

"oh, yes forget. hehe, later if so after umma here bring her food, you immediately eat well do not delay"

I nodded with a smile in response

"assalamualaikum, excuse me ma'am, permission to check"

a nurse came in with some medicine in her tray.

"Well, my husband is fine, right? the wound isn't bad?"

ask me if I want to know when the nurse is almost done checking on my husband

"Alhamdulillah all his good. his wounds are not too severe inshaallah"

"that means I can go home today, right?"

it was bang hafidz's turn to ask

"if it is still not allowed sir, because there is still an unfinished examination by his doctor, and also the lab results have not come out. later if it is finished and there are no serious internal injuries, then you can go home"

"about a long time?"

"god willing, at the latest tomorrow the results of his observations come out.if so excuse me, ma'am, sir, assalamualaikum"

"waalaikumsalam wr"

"Abang, eumm, um, have you got old?"

ask me to ask for an opinion on bang hafidz about my appearance. because as a woman is still in her teens, how does it feel to be called by the mother of each other. The impression is very old, right??

"you why? offended by the nurse's call? hihih"

instead of answering, Gus hafidz laughed at my question

"in any case, if called his mother why? I'm gonna be a mom soon" too"

"ih Abang, not so. called mother in the age of nur who is still a dozen years old feel how it is. his rich Nura is old so. if Abang called father is natural, yes, my brother is __"

"what already? you mean old?"

"who said you were old? or does your brother feel old?"

"you yeah, look out for brother reply"

Gus hafidz tried to touch me who was walking a step back from him

"no, Uee hehehe"

we also drifted in jokes and laughter, although bang hafidz was still sick but he could still joke and laugh loosely.

I know my husband deliberately did it so that my worry disappeared against his circumstances.

Thank God, you gave him to me after you took my mother from me.