My Ustadz My Husband
The Part 70

Bilal could breathe a sigh of relief because now his Zahra had regained consciousness. But he also had to feel devastated again, when Bilal approached Asma, his wife immediately turned her face as if she did not want to see Bilal. It made Bilal's heart feel much more sick compared to when he got the news of the death of his child.

Even so, Bilal remained beside his wife. And Bilal was increasingly worried about Asthma, because Asthma not only did not want to see him, but he also did not want to talk to anyone. His gaze was always blank and his facial expression was flat.

The doctor said it was because Asma was still too shocked, and he was unable to accept the reality he had to face.

"Darling..." Bilal said very softly, he grasped Asthma's hand, but Asthma did not react. Bilal kissed Asthma's hand "Zahra, talk, honey!" Pinta Bilal, but Asma still did not answer. "Zahra, please don't be like this baby, you scare me" Bilal said with glassy eyes and a trembling voice.

"Repin..." Dini patted his sister-in-law's shoulder. "Asma just needs a little time, let her calm down"

"I'm sorry, honey. I'm sorry that I failed to take care of you, you may get angry, Zahra.You may slap me and vent your anger, but please, don't shut up. I beg you, dear" Bilal pleaded with tears, he kissed Asthma's hand and made her wet with tears.

Asthma could not stem her tears, she cried in silence but she still did not react.

Asma immediately wiped away her tears with her free hand, and she turned her face away, and she could not see Bilal who was wounded, but she also had to admit, she was so angry and disappointed. Asthma can accept anything in her life, but she can't take the loss of her child for granted.

Meanwhile, Mukhlis came to the hospital with both Asthma parents and Adil.

Father, Mother, and also her brother immediately met Asma. As they entered the Asthma ward, Asma immediately looked at her Ummi with tears, as if she wanted to tell, how much pain her wounds should receive, she said, how broken his heart is now.

Dini also brought Bilal out, so that both Asma's parents could spend time with their daughter.

Bilal came out, but he didn't leave, Bilal was sitting leaning against the Asthma's ward. Thinking of how he should live his life now, how could he get sorry from his Zahra?.

Inside, Ummi Kulsum immediately embraced Asthma and immediately the cry of Asma broke without being prevented, he cried as if so in the arms of the Mother, she said, and keep saying that he has his son.

"It hurts, Ummi. Asthma is like losing the life of Asthma. Why didn't Asthma just die with them?" asma said along with a cry that she could not stop.

"Sshtt. Reveal them, God is only testing you, you must be patient and steadfast. God will replace what He has taken with a better one" Umm Kulsum stroked Asthma's head,

"But they're my kids, they're fine. Why are they leaving me now? What's my fault? I've been looking after them, but they're still gone"

Asma continued to cry in the arms of the Mother to make her clothes wet.

Seeing the state of his daughter who was so hit, Umm Kulsum could not hold back her tears. While pregnant with Asthma, she also nearly lost Asthma, and it already made her feel dying, and now, her daughter is actually losing her child. Umm Kulsum understood how sick it was.

"Sir..." Fairly remove Asthma tears with dear. "You must be strong, sister must be a strong woman, strengthen your heart, dear."

"But Asma didn't want to lose Asthma's child, Kak. then they were still alive here and Asthma could feel his heartbeat. But now.. now...." Asthma again sobbed sobbing sob while holding her stomach. His entire body trembled because of his cries.

Umm Kulsum tightened her arms and kissed Asthma on the head, now that was all she could do to calm her daughter down.

There are no words that can heal the heart of a mother who was hurt by losing her baby.

No clothes can calm his feelings. Umm Kulsum knows that, what else when the baby just leaves her as if for no reason.

But once again, destiny will continue to run whether humans are ready to accept it or not.

Hearing the voice of his wife who was so injured it made Bilal can only cry, what else he could not be beside Asthma because Asthma seemed to hate him so much. And that further completes the destruction of Bilal's heart.

Just coming out of Astma's room, seeing Bilal who looks very messed up. Adil extended his hand to Bilal and helped Bilal to his feet. Seen once, his sister-in-law was as injured as Asthma. Fair already knew that Asma did not want to talk to Bilal, Mukhlis had told him all.

"Go home, Bilal. at least clean yourself up"

"I have to accompany my wife, Dil"

"Let us take care of her, there's Ummi here"

"I don't want to leave my Zahra, I've left her and it's made us lose our son" Bilal again shed her tears. Making Fair is not.

"Don't blame yourself constantly, I know you're hit like my sister, but you have to be stronger because your Zahra needs you, more than she needs us, she actually needs her husband more. Try to understand that, Bilal"

"He hates me so much, Dil. let alone speak, stare at me he's reluctant" Bilal said in a quivering voice.

"That's not true, my sister loves you and you might hate you, she's just hurting right now and she can't think straight. Time will heal his wounds and he will understand it is part of his life's destiny." Bilal fell silent and hoped that what Adil said was true.

"Go home, we'll keep Asma here" but Bilal still won't and insists he doesn't want to leave his Zahra.

"Billal... Look at yourself" said Mukhlis "If you can't control yourself, and stay down like this, then how will you become a force for Asma?. How are you gonna take care of her?. He needs you too" said the older brother and it made Bilal want to leave the hospital.

Mukhlis brought Bilal home, Mukhlis really could not bear to see Bilal who kept daydreaming with an empty look. But he no longer knew how to cheer him up. He could only pray that his sister and sister-in-law would remain strong and able to pass through the trials of their lives.

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While in the hospital, Bilal who was so hit because of the state of Asthma, he was unable to answer the call of his mother-in-law, so Khadijah who answered him and gave the sad news to Mother Asma.

And until now, Bilal's cell phone is still with Khadijah. And Khadijah only knew some of the last messages that tell Asma his condition, there were even many missed calls from Asma.

It made Khadijah feel more sinful. He regretted his negligence. If Bilal had read the message, Bilal would have thought Khadija had deliberately concealed the state of Asthma, Bilal would have been very angry and blamed Khadijah for the death of his son. And perhaps, Bilal will leave Khadijah. Imagining that, Khadijah could not, he had lost everything, even Asma's son who was also his son, he had lost it as well. Khadijah did not want to lose Bilal.

"I'm sorry, Asma. I have absolutely no evil intentions on you, I also feel devastated over your miscarriage" Khadija wiped away her tears of regret. He asked, why is everything like this?

Khadija thought she had made a great sacrifice for the happiness of her husband. But apparently, she herself became the cause of her husband's greatest suffering.

With great force, Khadijah erased all Asma's messages and wished Bilal never knew.

When she heard the horn from below, Khadija was sure it must be her husband, and rushed to open the door for her husband. Khadijah was very sad to see Bilal's condition was very alarming.

"Mas, how's Asthma doing?" ask Khadijah.

"Still the same" replied Bilal, and he immediately rushed to Asthma's room. It turned out that there Bi Mina was cleaning their room.

"Wait..wait.." exclaimed Bilal as Bi Mina was about to release her sheets. Bilal's breath was stuck in his throat when he saw the bloodstains on his bedsheets that must have been Asthma's blood.

"Sorry, sir, I just had time to clean the room neng Asma" said Bi Mina who was also still sad, what else she saw her master also still looked very hit.

"Why didn't Auntie call me if Asthma was bleeding?" Bilal asked Bi Mina who frowned in wonder, what else he himself saw Asma was sending a message to Bilal.

Only Bi Mina opened her mouth to ask back, there was a knock on the door and Khadija was seen standing in the doorway.

"Bi, can you please prepare some food for Mas Bilal?" khadijah

"I'm not hungry" Bilal answered quickly.

"But you haven't eaten since last night, have you?"

"I said I'm not hungry." said Bilal again "Bi, leave this, I'll do it myself" Bilal said while pulling like Bi Mina's hand

"But, Sir..."

"Leave me alone" Pinta Bilal firmly made Khadijah and Bi Mina immediately leave her.

After they left, Bilal closed the door and washed it. Bilal cried again to imagine what Zahra had experienced and he was not there beside him. Bilal took off the piece then he took it out to wash himself.

Bi Mina who saw that, of course, forbade her Master to do the work that Bi Mina should have done, but Bilal still wanted to do it himself.

Bilal put his sheets into the washing machine, after washing, he went to dry them.

Khadijah and Bi Mina could only watch it in silence, they could not bear to see Bilal like a man who lost his mind.

When he finished, Bilal returned to his room, he took a new bed sheet and put it up himself, after which he immediately cleaned himself.

Khadijah prepared food for Bilal even though he said he was not hungry.

After the food was ready, Khadijah now saw Bilal come down with a fresher face but his eyes still showed a wound in his heart. Bilal wears jeans and also a plain white t-shirt combined with a blue denim trucker jacket.

"Mas, you want to go again?" ask Khadijah who saw Bilal dressed like that.

"Yes, I don't want to leave Zahra. Oh yeah, where's my phone?" Khadija was nervous when Bilal asked for a cell phone but he tried to calm down.

"Wait a minute" replied Khadijah and he immediately rushed to his room to pick up Bilal's cell phone.

After that, Khadijah hesitantly handed Bilal's phone.

"Mas, should you rest at home for a while?. There were Asthma parents there. You'll be sick later, Mom"

"What I do, you take care of yourself at home. Don't think too much" he exclaimed and kissed his wife's forehead "I want to go to the hospital now"

"Eat first, Mas. I've prepared your food"

"I ate at the hospital" Bilal replied, and he left immediately.

Khadijha could only sigh heavily. Just one of his negligence alone, had broken everyone's heart and caused the death of his son Asma and Bilal. Khadijah also felt that he would not be able to forgive himself for that.

But he can't do anything. All this had happened, and Khadijah only hoped that Allah would forgive his mistakes. Although maybe after this, Khadijah will live the rest of his life with a shadow of the death of Asma's children.

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Tbc...