My Ustadz My Husband
Part 83's

Slowly Bilal opened his eyes, he looked around and the place was very dark. Bilal realized he was in a car and suddenly a truck hit him just like that, making Bilal's car bounce and fall upside down. As vigorously as Bilal tried to stay on his consciousness, and he saw his wife running towards him and extending her hand.

"Zorah..."Her muttering. Bilal slowly raised his hand to reach his wife's hand...

"Repin..." Call the wife and draw Bilal's hand.

"Repin..."

"Bilal.wake up"

"Darling, wake up.., Bilal I'm here. Wake up, Bilal"

And at once, Bilal's eyes were wide open, he awoke with a stinging breath.

"What's wrong?" ask Asthma gently while wiping cold sweat on Bilal's forehead. Bilal as if still in his subconscious, he looked around him and not only grasped but he squeezed firmly Asthma's hand, making Asthma slightly grimace.

When entering the room to deliver food to Bilal, Asma heard Bilal who kept muttering his name making Asma increasingly speed up his steps, and he saw his man moving restlessly in his sleep, as if he was enduring the pain.

"Zahrah...." Call Bilal as if he wants to make sure his Zahra is really in front of him.

"Yes, I'm here" Asma replied as she stroked Bilal's cheek. " What's up?" ask Asma who's worried about her husband.

Bilal just shook his head and clasped Astma's hand that was still caressing his cheek.

Asma stroked Bilal's wound in her jaw, she grimaced at how sick her husband was with his current condition.

"It must be very painful" Asthma said. Bilal immediately sat down with the help of Asthma.

"Said Shofia, I'm not handsome anymore" said Bilal who immediately made Asma mengulum smile "Is that true?. Maybe the scar on my face will disappear".

"Should I say that Shofia is right?" Asma asked who made Bilal glare immediately.

"Shofia also said maybe you won't love me anymore because my face is already handsome. Is that true too?" Bilal whined with a very adorable expression.

"Should I answer honestly?" His wife's question certainly made Bilal immediately scowl annoyed. "I'm just kidding" continued Asma then who could not bear. "Oh yes, Shofia and Brother Mukhlis have returned home, Brother Adil who drove to the airport."

"I'm sorry they've been a hassle" Bilal said.

"What what does. Eat first yes"

"Boat" said Bilal very spoiled. Asthma had never seen Bilal spoiled like this before, but she thought maybe it was because Bilal was sick. She fed her husband and Bilal ate.

Bilal could not take his eyes off Asthma, making Asthma wrong because he was seen continuously.

"Why?" asma asked in the end and he gave his last bribe to Bilal.

"What the hell" Bilal replied with a smile.

"Bilal, should you be treated in the hospital?. Said Kak Mukhlis you should still be undergoing treatment"

"I want to be here, Zahra" Bilal said seriously "I don't want to part with you anymore"

"Lebay very much, I will take care of it there" Reply Asma firmly.

"Just don't want to" Bilal said in a very laughable tone to Asma.

"It's only a few days until you're better"

"I told you not to, Zahra. I've been feeling a lot better. In the hospital it's not good to know"

Bilal continues to whine like a child who wants to stay in his mother. He became suspicious that there might be a nerve in Bilal's brain that was damaged to make it so.

"Yes, let the doctor be called here later" Finally Asma relented and it made Bilal immediately smile widely.

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As Astma said, the Doctor came to check on Bilal, and the Doctor said Bilal was fine, but his legs were not too often in motion, the wound on his head should not be hit by water.

Instead of worrying about hearing that, Asma instead mocked Bilal and said if Bilal did not shampoo his head would be a louse nest.

Of course it invites everyone's laughter, but unlike the case with Bilal who seemed upset with the treatment of his wife.

Asthma takes care of Bilal very painstakingly, re-emitting happiness on his face. And that, did not escape the sight of his parents. And of course it makes them also ask, did Bilal not receive the divorce papers?. And they also do not think about their daughter who now looks good after the arrival of her husband.

Fair to think the same. At that time, Asthma's decision was unanimous to divorce. But now?.

It seemed, the married couple was just as crazy. Fair Thinking.

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"Darling, I want to take a shower" Bilal told Asma, who was pushing Bilal's wheelchair into his room.

"Can I?" ask Asma.

"Of course I can, the wound on my body is dry"

"Alhamdulillah if that is so. You've wry all corners of my room" ledek Asma who made Bilal langusng pinch Asma's hand.

Asthma helps Bilal get into the bathroom. But he was confused how Bilal could take a bath if he just stood up he could not.

"How can you take a shower, Bilal?. Just stand still" cried Asma.

"Yes take a shower"

"Hah" cried Asma who immediately made Bilal laugh.

"But, Bilal... I'm..."

"You're my wife, Zahra. Cook I must ask bathing Aqilah or Aisyah....Ouch..." Asthma directly hit Bilal's shoulder quite hard, he put his fierce face on Bilal.

"Don't talk anymore" cried Asma did not like. Bilal smiled looking at his wife's pouting face. So adorable.

But he still hesitated, should he really want to bathe Bilal?.

"Zorah..." Excited Bilal who saw Asma was silent.

"Yes yes..." Answer Asma.

With trembling hands and red cheeks in shame to himself, Asma began to open Bilal's shirt. Bilal held back a smile at his embarrassed-looking wife.

"Why does it look so embarrassed?. You've seen tubs a lot...."

"Isshh" cried Asma did not want to hear anything from Bilal. Once again made Bilal laugh.

After bathing, Asma dried Bilal's body with a towel and helped Bilal put on his clothes.

Bilal looked at his wife's face that was getting more and more beautiful.

"You're happy I'm here?" bilal asked arrived. Asthma smiled and nodded "Then don't even think about leaving me" And as soon as Asma fell silent.

Thinking of leaving her?

Asthma remembered the divorce papers.

Her togetherness with Bilal even made Asma forget she had decided to divorce. How could Asthma just forget that?.

What magic Bilal had given him to make Asthma forget the pain just like that.

And how could she be so happy after she signed the divorce papers and even Adil had already sent her?.

"What's wrong?" ask Bilal because Asma arrived a thousand languages. And the happiness he saw on Asthma's face now seemed to be gone. "Zahra, what's wrong?. Why silence?"

Asthma doesn't know what to answer. Should he tell Bilal the truth?. Or should he give up his intentions?.

But considering she was not the only woman in Bilal's life, and given that there were other women who needed Bilal far more and Bilal always put her aside for her sake, Asma could not... He can't go back to his love triangle.

"What the hell, you should now rest" Asma helped Bilal to lay himself in bed.

"Zahra, your eyes say something's wrong, what's wrong, honey?. You're hiding something from me?. Or the... You still want to leave me?" ask Bilal sadly. Asthma bites her lips because she doesn't know what to say.

"Em Bilal, how is Madam Khadija?" Ask Asma slowly. Bilal again saw the wound in Asthma's eyes when the girl mentioned the name of her first wife.

"You still mad at him?"

"No, why angry?" ask Asma because until now, he did not know at all that Bilal had known the contents of his message on the night he miscarried. Asma does not know that the cause of Bilal's accident is because he drives in an emotional state after knowing everything. All he knew was that Bilal had an accident when he ran a red light, that's all.

Engraved a smile yet that smile was full of sadness on Bilal's lips.

"I already know everything, Zahra" Bilal said regretfully. "I was also very disappointed in Khadija, but I knew she had done it by accident".

Asthma immediately stood up and stepped back. He looked in disbelief at Bilal.

"How did you know?" great-granddaughter Asthma.

"Bi Mina told me that night you called me and even texted me, but there was no call or message from you on my phone. And when Adil said your phone missed, I went straight to find it and it turned out that what Bi Mina said was true"

Asma's face again looked sad remembering that night.

"Why didn't you tell me, Zahra?"

"You trust him a lot, Bilal. I just don't want to see you disappointed" Asma said sadly

"Then what about you?"

"I'm..." Asma sighed "I'm only the third person in your relationship, it's only natural that she doesn't like me"

"Zahra, honey, that's not true"

"That's very true, Bilal" Asma said with eyes that returned glazed.

Though he had just felt happy with Bilal, but he had to go back to grieving given the fact that there was another woman in Bilal's life. And Asma thought, the woman was more valuable to Bilal than she was.

"Zorah..."

"You better rest" cried Asma.

"But Zahra..."

"I don't want to talk about this again, please" Pinta Asma with a clear face. Bilal can only stop.

"My company..." Pinta with a soft voice.

"No, i... I'm going to meet Ma'am Aqilah"

"I beg you..." Bilal looked at his wife expectantly. Asma could not bear to see Bilal's gaze, he relented and immediately went up to the bed. "Lay by my side"

"But Bilal..."

"I beg you, Zahra." Bilal looked back at Asma with a faint look that made Asthma melt. He lay down on Bilal's side in a sideways position. Bilal pulls Astma's hand down his head, then he calls his face to Asthma's neck making Asma look up and give Bilal space to be able to hide his face there.

"Don't move, and don't leave me. I want to sleep. And when I wake up, I want to wake up in a position like this" Bilal said and of course Asma could not refuse him.

"Alright" replied Asma and gave a small kiss on her husband's head.

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Tbc....