My Ustadz My Husband
The Part 81

Umm Kulsum was very surprised by Bilal's arrival. What's more, his son-in-law came with a very worrisome situation right.

"Assalamualaikum, Ummi" Sapa Bilal

"Waalaikum salam. Nak...What's going on?" ask Umm Kulsum. He noticed Bilal was clingy, along with that, Abi Rahman and he was also very surprised.

"Oh Allah, Bilal. What's wrong with you?" ask his father-in-law.

"Sister jumped off..." Shofia was about to answer but Mukhlis stopped her.

"Shofia.." - Mukhlis.

"Get in." Asma's father and Mukhlis pushed Bilal's wheelchair inside.

"You guys came to tell me, and what happened to you, Bilal?. We all asked where you were for not contacting us at all"

"Silver's depressed because of the abandonment of his Zahra, Aunt. He's going to kill himself"

"Astaghfirullah's..."Her mother-in-law cried who seemed to take Shofia seriously. "Son, suicide is a big sin" Umm Kulsum innocently made Shofia giggle.

"Shofia said, Tente" replied Mukhlis who was very embarrassed by his sister's behavior.

"Yes, Ummi. That's not true, actually I had an accident and was in a coma for a few days"

"Innalillah, When? Why didn't anyone tell us?" ask Umm Kulsum again.

"Sorry" That's all Bilal can say. "Actually none of my family would dare to come here because...." Bilal took a breath, he himself was ashamed to have made their daughter sad "Because in my house, Zahra was unhappy, and got injustice" he said softly. "We made her sad. Ummi did intend to pick up Zahra, but I forbade her, because I wanted to come alone and account for my mistake"

The two Asthma elders could only sigh heavily. Because they were also disappointed with it, but they could do nothing. What else they also think Khadija can not accept the existence of Asthma, so they also do not intend to return Asthma to her husband's house.

"We are saddened by the state of our Asthma, Bilal" said Umm Kulsum honestly, what else since he came home from Bilal's house, it is very difficult for him to see the smile of Asma, While in the past, he was very happy to see the smile of Asma, her daughter was a jolly girl and was always smiling. But since separating from her husband, she has always been daydreaming, sad, and crying.

"I'm sorry, Ummi" said Bilal sadly.

And soon Adil came and he was also very surprised to see Bilal's situation. He looked at his sister-in-law from the tip of the foot to the tip of the head.

"Astaghfirullah's...Bilal why are you?" ask Adil who is now near them.

"I was in an accident, Dil"

"When?"

"The day after you came home" Adil looked even more shocked to hear Bilal's words.

"Oh Allah, Bilal. I deserve to call you but do not be active, I call to hp Asma also not active"

"My phone and Zahra's phone were damaged in the accident"

"But why hasn't anyone informed us?" Fair asked the same thing "Asma kept waiting for news from you, Bilal" Seemed a look of disappointment in Adil's face.

"It's my fault, Dil. I came here to apologize directly to you, especially Zahra, where is Zahra now?"

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"Neng Asthma....Watch out"

"Ouch..."

Asthma grimaced as she felt a blow on her shoulder due to a ball. Asma and Lita walked around the ball field there. And there are kids who play ball.

"Sorry, Neng. Intentionally" said a child. Asthma just smiled faintly and kicked her ball towards the boy.

"Woho... Neng Asma can kick the ball hard, want to play with you?" ask the boy again. Asthma's eyes sparkled and she immediately nodded.

"Don't...Don'tdon't...No!" Lita cried to prevent Asthma who was willing to take to the field.

"Why?" Asthma asked.

"What do people say when you play ball here?. There's a lot of men passing by here too"

"I just want to kick the ball, Ta. Not dancing." Asma replied then she immediately joined the boy. "Ta, Let's play" Shouted, Lita initially shook her head but saw Asma who was enthusiastic he joined. The child also looks happy with the existence of Asma and Lita.

They immediately split the group and started the game.

Although Lita and Asma did not know how to play ball at all, they just came along when the little boy shouted at them to kick the ball.

Asthma looks happy about it and makes her laugh. Until when the little boy asked Asma to kick the ball with a feeling towards the goal because Asthma was near the goal. Asthma kicked him as hard as possible, but he kicked him in the wrong way to make his big toe hurt.

"Well, Neng Asma was wrong. If you kick the ball with the inner leg, the kick is hard and safe" exclaimed the child.

"Asma, what do you do, right?" ask Lita who saw Asma grimacing.

"What's all about pain" replied Asma.

"Yes, we're going home late in the afternoon"

"I'm sorry, Neng Asma. Because of playing, his legs became sick" exclaimed the boy feeling guilty.

"What what does. Can I play again tomorrow?"

"May, we'll teach you how to play the right ball" the boy replied with a smile.

Lita also brought Asthma home.

Lita was very happy because finally her sister was able to laugh again, although every morning Lita saw Asthma's eyes were swollen from crying and maybe Asthma was sleep-deprived.

"There hasn't been a response from Ustadz about the divorce papers you sent, have you?" ask Lita. Asthma just shakes. "Sister Adil sent her, right?. It's been days. Cook it hasn't arrived yet"

"I also don't know, he said he had been sent"

In a way, Lita hopes Adil didn't actually send the letter. She did not want Asma to be a young widow and besides it was good for them to wait for certainty from Bilal. But on the other hand, Lita can understand the position of Asthma which must be very painful. As he expected, this must have happened.

"If Ustadz agrees to divorce you, how about it?"

"That's great, you don't know how sick I have to survive in a household like that, not to mention having to hear people talk"

"Patience, God is just testing you"

Asthma and Lita have arrived at home, Asthma is still grimacing because her big toe is still sick.

Upon entering the house, Asma was surprised to see Mukhlis and Shofia in the living room with both her parents and Adil.

Asthma also saw a man on his back sitting in a wheelchair with his head bandaged. Imagining who it was made Asthma's body tremble. He walked slowly even unconsciously holding his breath.

"Aspie...." Shofia cried who realized the arrival of Asma and Lita. Suddenly everyone stared at Asma. And also...

"Bie....Bilal..?" Asma whispered the name of her husband who also turned to her. Bilal turned his wheelchair around and instantly Asma felt her heart stop beating looking at her husband's very apprehensive state.

The two stared at each other with glassy eyes. Even Asthma's lips quivered and she was about to cry. How much they miss each other. Bilal pushes his wheelchair closer to Asma, who is silently pecking at his place.

Asthma thinks this is just a dream. Instantly he shed his tears but Bilal immediately wiped the tears with his hands and the warm touch felt so real.

"Hey, Honey. Why crying?. How are you doing?. Did you miss me?" Bilal asked in a trembling voice, his eyes were reddened to hold back the crying that would also break.

He misses his wife very much, he wants to embrace Asma but he can not even stand up at this time makes Bilal more sad and grieve his condition.

"Aren't you going to hug me? I really want to hug you, Zahra. But I can't stand right now" That one clear bulb slid in the end from the corner of Bilal's eye. He looked longingly at his wife. "I beg you to hug me, Zahra." whispered Bilal expectantly.

Asthma was still silently sculpting, but then she slowly lowered her body and hugged Bilal with a very heart. And as soon as the tears of the two broke, Bilal and Asma could no longer hold back their longing tears. The two cried bitterly and pressed each other's arms. Let go of the longings they hold for each other.

"I'm sorry, I kept you waiting so long" whispered Bilal. But Asma was still unable to make any sound other than her crying voice.

Shofia and Lita who witnessed it also unconsciously shed tears.

Asma's parents and her brother, too. They were moved to see these lovers who seemed to miss each other. Asma was about to let go of her embrace but Bilal held her back.

"Let it be like this first" he whispered. "I miss you, miss you so much" Bilal tightened his arms. Bilal breathes the scent of his wife he always misses. Then he let go of his embrace and kissed Asthma's cheek wet from her tears with her still shedding tears too.

"Billal...Why would...What's with you?" ask Asma in a soft voice. She wiped away her tears with her little hand. Asthma palpated the stitches in Bilal's jaw and also bruised his arm. Asthma heart feels sore to see the state of her lover in this condition.

Bilal caught Asma's hand and he kissed Zahra's palm many times.

"Sister jumped from his office building, Asma" exclaimed Shofia again launched the action. Asma looked at Bilal in disbelief. But Bilal just kept quiet as if confirming what Shofia said. "He's depressed because you left him"

"Billal... Is that true?" ask Asma with a still trembling voice. He stroked Bilal's cheek gently. "Tell me, that's not right, Bilal. You're not that stupid, are you?" Asthma asked half a whisper.

"I'm so stupid, Zahra. It's stupid that I can't make you happy, so stupid that it's always the reason for your tears" Bilal also stroked Astma's cheeks and wiped away the remaining tears that were still wetting her cheeks.

Asthma can only bow her head. He did not expect Bilal would meet him with these circumstances.

"Bilal accident, Asthma" continued Adil "The day after we got home, and he was in a coma for days" he said to Asma as if to clarify why Bilal disappeared all this time.

Asma was increasingly surprised to hear her brother's explanation. He looked at Bilal and asked Bilal for the truth.

"That's right, dear" replied Bilal. "I'm sorry" Bilal exclaimed in regret.

"But....But why didn't anyone tell me?" ask Asma and she wants to cry again.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault. It's my fault. I'm sorry" Bilal clasped Asthma's hand tightly and kissed her.

"I. I thought you were..."

"Shhttt..." Bilal put his finger on Asthma's lips. "I'm so tired right now, baby. I ran away from the hospital so I could see you soon"

"A...What's?" Asthma asked very surprised.

"So please, take me to our room, I want to rest and please accompany me"

Asma glanced at Adil, because Bilal's attitude showed as if he had not received a divorce letter that Fair sent a few days ago.

But Adil signals Asma to take Bilal to his room.

Asthma nodded what else saw Bilal's very sad condition.

Asma drives Bilal's wheelchair to his room.

And upon entering the room, Bilal looked very pleased.

"I miss this room" he said.

"Bilal, are you not...."

"Zahra "Sela Bilal "I miss you, as long as I am unconscious from a coma. I always see you reaching out to me, I try to reach it but never can" Bilal said with great sadness.

"But now, I'm here" Bilal pulled Asthma's hand "Can reach your hand, and can hold you."

Asma again shed her tears, imagining what her husband had experienced and she did not know at all

"How did all this happen, Bilal?"

"I don't know, it just happened. As I remember, I was stuck in my car that was overturned, at that time I felt like my body was crumbling, but then I saw you running at me, extending your hand and after that... everything's getting very dark"

Asthma wiped away his tears and he kissed Bilal's hand.

"I'm sorry I couldn't take care of you when you needed me"

"I was wrong. I shouldn't have let you go. And from now on I'll never let you go even for a moment".

Asma was silent for a while, now she was sure Bilal had not received the divorce papers.

But Asma is grateful if it is true, seeing the condition of her husband at this time, of course Asma could not bear to file a divorce lawsuit.

"Stop crying, now that I'm here" Bilal said, again wiping away the tears of Asma that flowed incessantly. Asma hugged Bilal and she cried in her husband's arms. He spilled all his pain and longing with those tears.

Now, what should she do with her husband's condition like this?

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Tbc....