My Ustadz My Husband
The Part 53

And as time went on, he passed every second with a smile of happiness. Khadijah felt she had her husband back, with Bilal continuing to be with her at all times without having to divide her time as she once did. Where Khadijah can always sleep in the arms of her husband and where Khadijah no longer have to resist jealousy because of the existence of his second husband's wife. Now, Bilal is all his.

Likewise with the husband, his fear of the distance between him and his lover was inversely proportional to what happened. Now he has found the love of his wife, his closeness even though only through social media increasingly raises the love between the two. Small debates often occur, but not until it ends with anger and tears. The debate is only a form of love in the heart.

Bilal really did not expect, the closeness he wanted when together, was realized when not together.

Perhaps, when he is no longer on his side, his Zahra just realized the love between the two. As people say, it will mean when you are gone.

Me

'I miss you so much, Zahra.'

Me

'Because your test is over, you can go somewhere if you get bored at home, invite Dini and also Rayhan and Laila. You can have fun'

Me

'Ummi said she'd take you to her friend's show. Do not use makeup, remember that! Wear the veil, and continue to be on Ummi's side'

Bilal sighed upset that Asma did not return the message.

Me

'Where are you, Zahra? Why not return my message?'

Bilal keeps looking at his cell phone screen, since Astma underwent the exam, they began to rarely communicate, Asma said she wanted to focus on her lessons.

But now that the exam is over, her Zahra should have given her husband time again, but even though the exam has been completed since a few days ago, Asma still rarely communicates with Bilal. Though they no longer fight, no big problems happened, but somehow, Bilal felt Asthma avoid him.

Before, everything went so beautiful, so beautiful. His Zahra begins to admit that he does miss Bilal, his Zahra also begins to show an attitude that tells him that he has reciprocated Bilal's feelings. Of course it makes Bilal very happy and impatient to go home and see his wife.

Khadijah is currently in talks with Doctor Elyara. Doctor Elyara said Khadija was progressing very well, and he believed Khadija would soon recover.

"You're lucky to have a husband who is very loyal and loves you very much, he really takes good care of you, I must admit, your progress is also thanks to your husband" said Doctor Elyara who made Khadijah smile widely, Bilal did take care of it very well, and it made Khadijah more and more love him.

"He's the best husband in the world" replied Khadijah.

"Yes, you make other women jealous. Oh yeah, you can go home, next week we'll see you again"

"Thank you" said Khadijah, before long Bilal came and immediately embraced his wife.

"Thank you, Doctor. See you next week" Bilal said with a smile.

Bilal took Khadijah home to an apartment not far from the hospital. Along the way, Khadijah saw Bilal looking gloomy.

"What's up, Mom?" ask Khadijah worried

"What the hell, dear" Bilal replied while smiling faintly. While at red light, Bilal reached into his phone from his pocket and he breathed a sigh of relief because his little wife had replied to his message. But as he read his message, Bilal frowned in confusion

Zahra Y Bilal^^^^

^^^'Yes'^^

"That's all?" bilal's murmured in disbelief.

"What's that all, Mom?" asked Khadijah who was astonished to see Bilal's expression. But Bilal immediately put on a smile and said it was okay.

Me

'What's up, honey?. You mad? Did I make a mistake?'

Zahra Y Bilal^^^^

^^^'Engga, I'm just tired of being with Ummi all day

Me

'Don't lie, Zahra. I can feel you avoiding me'

Zahra Y Bilal^^^^

^^^'I don't avoid you'^^

Zahra Y Bilal^^^^

^^^'How is Mbak's condition?'^^^

Me

'He's getting better, the doctor says his progress is very rapid'

Zahra Y Bilal^^^^

^^^'Alhamdulillah, May Mbak soon recover'^^^

"Who is Mas?" ask Khadijah who saw Bilal very seriously reply to his message .

"Zahras. He asked me about your situation" And Kahdijah can only give oh ria.

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Indonesia

Asthma squirms lazily when she hears a knock on her door and Bi Mina's voice calls her, it's been two days she's been staying at her house.

"Yes, Bi" replied Asma then she went to the bathroom. Asma looked at her reflection in the mirror, Asma grimaced because her appearance was very messy, her face was tangled, her eyes were puffy, she wiped the remaining tears in the corner of her eyes. Asthma then splashed water on her face.

"Your heart is only as big as rice seeds it turns out yes, small, easy to hurt"

Asma smiled wryly considering the words her brother said that seemed to be true.

At that time, her mother-in-law asked Asma to call Hubab who she said was in the room Early. Asma also went to carry out the orders of the mother-in-law. But his steps came to a halt as he heard the conversation of Dini and Hubab

"I'm happy that Khadijah is so happy there because he can always be with Bilal"

"I know that, Hubab. It's good that it can speed up Khadija's recovery"

"Din, actually I couldn't bear to see my cousin endure pain every time I saw her husband with another woman. I asked Khadijah to stay with Umm Mufar, I thought it was better, so Bilal's two wives did not continue to be hurt by jealousy. Khadijah said he would talk to Bilal about it after they got home"

"Asma is not another woman, Hubab. She's Bilal's legal wife, and why should Asma leave Bilal's house?"

"I know she's also his wife, but I'm the same Khadijah. And Khadija needs Bilal far more than Asthma"

"Both need Bilal, I don't like you talking like that, Hubab. And I hope you never talk like that again. I know you only care about Khadija, so do I. As a woman, I understand Khadijah's feelings, but Asma is also a woman and a wife, her position is much more painful, do you know? Even today, there are still many students who talk about it and ask what makes Asma want to marry Bilal, even I have heard they bring both parents and their place of origin. They spoke as if Asma was ruining Khadija's happiness, no one knew the true story, and Asma never tried to tell them. He chose silence, he must be sad about it as well.

If Asma had to get out of Bilal's house, would Asma have to once again sacrifice herself for Khadijah?"

Asma once again wiped the tears that just flowed on her cheeks remembering what she had heard, why did everyone see Asma as a thorn for the life of Khadijah?

While Asma himself has tried his best to accept Bilal and Khadijah in his life.

Do they think Asthma doesn't feel jealous either?

But after all that, it was never terbesit in the mind of Asthma to stay apart with her honey, it was, Because no matter how far they stay apart will not change the fact that Bilal must always divide his heart and his time for his two wives.

And by staying apart, it won't make his two wives have Bilal as whole.

When Asma was able to accept Khadijah and Bilal, Asma thought they could live happily together like any family again whenever Khadijah treated Asma very well like his own sister. How would Asthma think of staying apart? But it turns out that it was all wrong.

Perhaps, now the honey felt threatened because he and Bilal were getting closer.

Asthma rubbed her face violently, thinking about all that made her head ache and her chest tight.

"Maybe Hubab was right, I'd better get out of this house" Asma muttered to herself, what else she's really in love with Bilal, and that love will surely give rise to jealousy that is far greater and more painful than before.

When Asma left the room, heard his phone ringing, he immediately grabbed his phone in the middle of the bed, there were several missed calls from his husband and mother, Asma also prefers to contact his mother.

"Assynolt, Ummi. It was Asthma again in the bathroom" Asma said when her Ummi answered her call.

"Greetings, how are you doing now, son? Is it still feverish?" his voice sounded Ummi who looked worried about Asthma because it had been two days Asthma fever and the heat was very high, but he did not tell his mother-in-law or Bilal.

"The heat has gone down" said Asthma even though the body is actually still very hot.

"Thank God, if you still have a fever, you should go to the doctor, baby "

"Yes, Ummi don't worry, Asam can take care of himself really"

"Ummi actually called you because he wanted to tell you, Aqilah has given birth" There was a happy voice Ummi told the news, And Asma was very happy.

"really? When ? Is it a boy or a girl?" Asthma asked enthusiastically.

"Male, Aqilah gave birth at dawn, since last night she had a stomachache, so we immediately rushed to the hospital"

"But it's normal for Ummi to be her birthright?"

"Yes, Alhamdulillah is normal, albeit a little difficult"

"Alhamdulillah, it's important Ma'am and Asma's new nephew survived. Yasmin must be happy to have a sister"

"What a pleasure, he was always crying and angry that Fatimah helped Aqilah take care of her baby, Yasmin felt jealous, just like you were when Yasmin was born, you were 12 years old when Yasmin was born"

Asthma giggled amused considering the time, Fatimah who just gave birth to her first child of course did not know how to take care of the baby properly, and when her mother-in-law helped her, of course, did not know how to take care of the baby properly, her little sister-in-law was crying and said she should be taken care of because Yasmin has her own mother who can take care of her.

"Yes abis used to be Ummi noontime, nocturnal, Yasmin aja urusin" Asma denied.

"Yes Fatimah can not take care of her baby, later if you have your own baby, just understand me, nguran baby is difficult and need to be very careful "

Asma only responded to his speech with a small laugh, another baby baby was talking, he thought.

"Yes, Ummi will call again. You rest, don't forget to take the medicine"

"Yes Ummi, later if you have come home from the hospital, call Asma. Asma wants to see Asthma's baby niece"

"Yes, Ummi's gonna call"

"Assynolder, Ummi"

"Greetings waalaikum"

After disconnecting her phone, Asma now wants to contact Bilal, because there have been three missed calls from her. However, Asma suddenly undo his intentions, he again threw his cellphone into the middle of the bed and he immediately went down.

Below, Bi Mina had already prepared fried rice for Asthma.

"Still, Bi" said Asma then brought the food to the living room, he also enjoyed the fried rice while watching TV.

When she heard her house phone ringing, Asma called Bi Mina to pick up the phone, Bi Mina also ran in a row and immediately answered the call.

"Assalamualaikum" Bi Mina said.

"Greetings waalaikum, Bi. It's me"

"Oh yes, sir. What's up?"

"Say Ummi, Zahra is home. Is true?" Bi Mina looked astonished at Bilal's question.

"Yes, Sir. It had been two days Neng Asma was here, she had a fever so she did not go to school and rest at home"

"Zahra's sick?" Bilal's voice seemed surprised. "Since when? Why didn't anyone tell me?" Bi Mina of course frowned confusedly as Asma said she had already told Bilal.

"But Neng Asma said to tell you"

There was Bilal breathing heavily there.

"Where is he? I wanna talk?"

"Yes, I'll call you first"

And quickly Bi Mina called Asma and said Bilal wanted to talk.

"Sayin Asma will call him on hp" Asma cried then he returned to his room.

Arriving in her room, Asma immediately grabbed her cellphone and contacted her husband, not until three seconds rang her husband was directly answering the phone Astma.

"Zahra, are you sick? Have you been to the doctor? And why don't you tell me you're sakiit, honey?"

"Just a fever, already taking medicine coke" replied Asthma in a soft voice.

Deep in his heart, he missed Bilal. He misses the closeness of those who are busy courting in chat, but since hearing the conversation Dini and Hubab, Asma again felt confused by his position.

"Darling, what's wrong?" Bilal asked in a soft voice, as if he knew his wife was not well.

"What's up, Bilal."

"Don't lie, Zahra. I feel good, I feel calm and I keep thinking about you, if you have a problem, tell me. Please, my dear"

"There's no problem at all, Bilal. Actually do not worry yes, I am good at all" said Asma with a voice made cheerful "Oh yes, Ma'am Aqilah has given birth, her son" continued Asma to divert the conversation.

"Oh yeah? Thank God, how are they?"

"They're good. Em Bilal, can I ask you something?"

"Ask what, honey?'

"I want to go home, I miss my family, I also want to see his son Mbak Aqilah"

"Zahra, can you wait for me for a minute? We'll go home together, okay?"

"But, Bilal..."

"Dear, please. In just a moment, Khadijah's chemo will be finished, and the development is very good, I'm sure soon we can go home"

Asma was silent for a while, but in the end she still neng yes what her husband asked for.

"All right"

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