My Ustadz My Husband
The Part 89

"I'm sorry and thank you very much, Asthma. Sorry I hurt you, and thank you so much for coming" Khadija let go of her cries. All this time, this was what he had been hoping for. "I admit my mistake, and with all my heart, I beg your forgiveness"

Khadijah said with regret. Asma patted Khadijah on the back as he had done with Bilal. Khadijah smiled at Asthma's treatment.

Meanwhile, Lita, he immediately came out because he wanted to give alone time to Asthma with his honey. However, Lita stopped her steps because Hubab was still there. Lita was unceasingly stale immediately pulled the end of Hubab's sleeve and carried it out. No matter what Hubab protests.

"What the hell?" Hubab asked after he was outside and threw Lita's hand.

"Let the two of them at the moment" Lita said casually

"Why? My cousin is sick again, I have to take care of him" said Hubab upset

"You think my cousin would strangle her?. They need privacy. What else is this their household problem" Lita replied firmly.

"But...."

"There is but but... Just wait here" Lita's orders make Hubab even more upset. But he complied and did not go back inside.

While breaking her embrace, Asma said

"Don't criticize, Ma'am" He wiped away Khadijah's tears. "I'm the one who apologizes for being present in Bilal's life, I'm the one who really hurt you"

Khadijah shook his head and he clasped Asthma's hand.

"You are his destiny, Asma. You are the complement to his life"

"And all that happened said you, Ma'am. Bilal is very lucky to have a wife who always thinks about the happiness of her husband. I must admit, for me it's unfair because I got dragged into it. But I understand, sometimes out of love, people don't know right or wrong. Whatever could be happiness for his loved ones, then that's the only truth he knows. If I complement Bilal's life, then you are a complement to our life"

"Bilal's right..." Khadijah said with his smile "You may indeed be spoiled and into kanakan. But it turns out that you are also wise and mature" Khadija took her breath, and she looked at Asma and said "Sorry, because I've made us lose our children"

Asthma's tears flowed freely, because her heart still hurt to remember that. It's not that easy to forget the pain of losing her heart. But her little heart was trying to forgive and be sincere

"I'm..." Asthma wiped away her tears "I'm trying to be sincere"

"That's all I want, Asma. I always pray that you will forgive me"

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While Bilal who had just reached the hospital, immediately rushed to his wife's room.

Bilal was very surprised to see Lita in front of Khadijah's room. He tried to speed up his pace despite the slight difficulty as he still used the cane.

"Lita?" Call Bilal and make Lita look up "You're here?. Same who?"

"Sama Asma, Ustadz" replied Lita who immediately made Bilal smile happily.

"really? Where's she?"

"Inside" replied Hubab. Bilal immediately rushed inside and Hubab followed him but once again Lita forbade him.

"What else?" Hubab asked while looking at Lita.

"Don't come in, they need privacy"

Hubab breathed a rough breath.

"Khadija is my sister, and Bilal is my friend. What's wrong I just went in"

"Yes wrong, sir. What's more is just cousins and friends, siblings are entitled to interfere in the household of his siblings unless it is needed" replied Lita who managed to make Hubab can no longer answer.

When he opened the door, Bilal immediately smiled his big smile, he was very happy to see his two wives who seemed to have improved.

"Zorah..."

Asthma immediately turned her head and she only smiled faintly at Bilal.

"How did you get here?. You don't say if you want to come, I can send people to pick you up"

"What's up, Bilal." Answer brief asthma.

Bilal approached the two wives, and Bilal could see happiness and tranquility in the eyes of his first wife.

Bilal immediately grabbed Asma into his arms and he kissed Asthma on the forehead, then he also kissed Khadijah on the forehead.

"How are you doing now, honey?"

"I feel much better" replied Khadijah girang.

"Rightly what I said, Zahra will definitely open her heart to you" Bilal said as he sat next to Khadijah.

Khadija smiled happily while nodding many times.

"If so, I'll get out." Said Asma because he did not want to disturb Khadija and Bilal. However Bilal immediately withdraws Astma's hand and prevents her.

"Stay here, Zahra. Khadijah always asks you, you can spend some time here"

"What's up, Mas" Sela Khadijah. "You go home with Lita, you must be tired. Ask for antherin just like Hubab"

Asma nodded, he immediately came out of Khadijah's room and Bilal followed him out.

"Darling..." Bilal pulled Astma's hand, and immediately Asthma stopped and turned his head.

"What's wrong?" Ask Asma with a flat expression. Bilal hugged Asthma very tightly. Asthma just kept quiet and did not return Bilal's embrace.

"Thank you for coming, Zahra" Whispered Bilal still hugged his wife.

"I'm just following my heart, Bilal. But to forget it..."

"I know" Bilal cut off Asthma's conversation and he let go of her hug.

"Nobody can forget the pain of losing a child, Zahra. So do I, I also will not be able to forget it at any time, but I do not want to be controlled by anger, I do not want to make my heart dark if inhabited by hatred, I do not want to be dominated by anger, forgiveness does not mean we are weak or stupid. Precisely by forgiving us strong and clever" Bilal raised his right hand and he caressed Asthma's cheek fondly, while Asma listened to Bilal in silence.

"By forgiving we release heavy burdens and pain. If our hearts can forgive, then our hearts will always be airy and peaceful. And we won't get anything by harboring hatred, Zahra. Except for the continuous pain"

Both of Asthma's eyes were reddened and she tried to hold back her cries, because it was true, the anger and hate in her heart was very torturing of her. But removing anger and hatred is not easy either

"I'm working on that, Bilal. " Astma said in a low voice.

"I know, honey" Bilal said gently and wiped the Asthma tears in the corner of his eyes. "I know your little heart started to open the door sorry for Khadija, that brought you here right?" Asthma nodded slowly. "I'm proud of you, Zahra" Bilal said with a big smile making Asma also smile a little.

"Go home and rest, here's the key to his house" Bilal handed Asma's house keys to her. "If you need anything, just call Bi Mina or have her stay with you tonight"

"Yes" replied Asma while receiving the key. "I go home first, you take care of yourself here too. Keep it up too"

"Yes"

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Arriving at his house, Asma immediately entered with Lita, while Hubab did not want to stop by because he himself wanted to go home to his house.

Lita looks like Astma's house and says Asma is lucky because Bilal has prepared a house for her.

"Every husband would do that for his wife, right?" Asma says.

On the way home, Asma had bought food for herself and Lita.

After bathing and changing their clothes, they ate their food.

"Your house is big, but...." Lita gulps water from the glass "Such Brutal, Asthma. Do you feel like living here?"

"I haven't lived here yet, I mean, I just occupied this house after I miscarried, that was with my brother, Ummi and Bilal. So I don't feel lonely, well if there's no kayak now, it's lonely anyway"

"So, what are you going to do now?"

"Following current. Honestly, I don't know what to do, I feel compelled to come back and I'm back. But, I still feel restless, like something's upsetting me"

"Maybe you are thinking the same thing, Khadijah"

"It can be" replied Asma.

"Yes, it's best to rest now, tomorrow morning to the hospital again"

Asthma nodded, and the two spent time in the living room.

Lita watches tv while Asma has fallen asleep on the sofa. When focusing on the soap opera that was watched, Lita was surprised by Asthma who moved back agitated in her sleep, even she muttered something unclear.

"Dreams?" Ask Lita who saw Asma regulating her breathing.

"We're in the hospital again" Asma said after she regained consciousness.

"Huh?" Lita Seru. But Asma immediately pulled Lita by hunting. "Tvnya, Asma. turn it off first" said Lita astonished by the behavior of Asthma. Asma releases Lita's hand and Lita quickly turns off her tv.

Asthma immediately called a taxi to pick them up

"Why are you?" Ask Lita who is still surprised by Asthma's behavior.

"I feel good, Ta. I dreamt in Ma'am again and the boy's son"

Along the way, Asma continued to move restlessly, he squeezed his own hand. Seeing that, Lita tried to calm her down by saying that the child's dream was a good sign, but it seemed like Asthma's instincts said otherwise.

Although in his dreams the boy looked very cute and adorable.

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Arriving at the hospital, Asma walked very hurriedly to Khadijah's room, Lita until stumbled to follow her.

And when opening the door of the room, there are already Ummi Mufar, Dini and also Mila.

They all immediately stared in astonishment at Asma because Asthma opened her door a little hard to make them all surprised as well as Khadijah.

"Asma, Bilal has told Ummi about your arrival" cried Umm Mufar, Asma and Lita also approached Umm Mufar. "But why are you here?. Bilal said you'd be here again in the morning"

"A lonely house, Ummi. So let's just here, nemenin Mbak" replied Asma lying.

"If so, just stay in the dorm, with Lita. yes Lita?" Lita did not answer and only smiled.

"Engga, Asma wants to be here" replied Asma hoping that her mother-in-law was not forcing. Dini also helped persuade Asma because of the pity that Lita and Asma slept in the hospital. But Asma remained on his decision even though Khadijah also persuaded him.

"Well, what do we do, if we go home first, because you, Lita and Bilal are already guarding Khadijah"

"Yes Ummi" replied Asma. Umm Mufar immediately gave her loving kiss on Khadijah's forehead.

"Ummi go home first, son. Tomorrow Ummi is here again" Khadijah just nodded while making a smile

Dini and Mila also say goodbye. But Mila felt strange because Khadija suddenly hugged her tightly.

"Mil, thank you" said Khadijah.

"Thank you for what?. Make the fruit?" Tanya Mila accompanied by her small laughter, because she had brought the fruit "Since when did you thank me for it" continued Mila then once again he embraced Khadijah. "Hopefully get well soon"

"God willing" answered Khadijah.

After all, Asma again looked restless but he hid it.

"Want fruit?" Asma asked trying to divert her unsettled thoughts. Khadijah shook his head because he did not want to eat anything.

"You eat the fruit" cried Khadijah and he returned to lying down, Asma also helped him.

"Where is Bilal, Ma'am?"

"So out he said for a while" Asma just muttered.

While Lita was yawning and she looked sleepy. Asma also told Lita to sleep in a sofa. Asma was sitting on the chair next to the ward.

"Aspie..." Khadijah clasped Asma's hand "If I die, Ma'am tipped Mas Bilal ya"

"Don't say so, may there be a miracle that can heal Mommy"

Khadijah laughed a little at Asthma's speech, which was too naive for him.

"Sir. "this time Asma wants to say the contents of her heart "I've forgiven you, so don't feel guilty again. Maybe it was my destiny. So you should now focus more on the recovery of Mbak, do not think strange again. We can start all over again" Asma said slowly. And Khadijah immediately smiled and increasingly tightened his hand grip.

"Thank you, Asthma"

Along with that, Bilal also came and he already knew the arrival of Asma, because in front of it had met his Ummi.

"What are you talking about?" Ask Bilal

"The testament" answered Khadijah's origin making Bilal look sad to hear that.

"Don't be efficacious now" Bilal said half angrily

"Bak's just kidding" Sela Amsa. Bilal sat on Khadijah's side and kissed him on the forehead.

Khadijah clasped Asma's hand and Bilal's hand on his belly.

"If I leave later, you guys don't lie on your stomach like Tom and Jerry again huh, kasian Bi Mina dizzy to see you guys so. " Khadijah said weakly.

Bilal is getting sadder and he can worry about something he has always feared for as long as this is coming. So does Asthma who feels the same way.

Asma rested her head on Khadijah's arm. Without realizing it, her tears just fell.

"The bus can't go. Who else can be our mediator when fighting if not Ma'am, Bi Mina hgga will dare to belain me from Bilal" Asma remembers Khadijah who was always the mediator when he and Bilal always argued because things were not important. And Khadijah always defended her.

Bilal could not say another word, he put his head beside Khadijah's head.

"Have spoken, as good as you slept." Bilal. "Awas aja if tomorrow morning the day of his morning prayers" he commemorated his two wives.

Khadijah and Asma laughed at Bilal's warning.

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In the middle of the night, Bilal woke up and he found Asma had fallen asleep while still resting his head on Khadijah's arm. Bilal also sees Lita sleeping on the sofa.

"Yes..." Call Khadijah slowly because he also woke up.

"What's wrong?. Why are you sleeping?"

"Move Asthma to the couch, fuck her. Later his neck hurt" said Khadijah. But Asma who heard their conversation also woke up.

"What's wrong?" ask her while yawning.

"Zahra, you move to the couch, your neck hurts" Bilal said. "I want to pray first"

"I also want to pray" replied Asma while wriggling and stretching her body that did feel sore.

"Me too" continued Khadijah who made Bilal smile, because the three of them never pray the same night together. In addition, Lita who also helped wake up because she heard their conversation.

"I'm coming too" Lita said, still half-consciously making them laugh.

After taking ablution, they also perform night prayers.

Bilal really hopes this is not the last time this beautiful thing happened. Bilal is very hopeful, on the night of the next night this will always be repeated.

In the middle of a quiet and quiet night, make their prayers feel so solemn. So calm in pouring out his heart to the Lord.

But when the last prostration, Ke khusyu'an Asma was disturbed when he saw his honey never wake up to Tahiyat, he did not focus on his reading and his tears flowed freely, by withstanding the cries and tightness in his chest, Asma tried to complete his prayers following Bilal as his priest.

And after saying his greetings while looking to the right and to the left, Asma quickly grabbed Khadijah and called her husband in a trembling voice.

"Billi...."

Bilal immediately turned his head and he saw Asma who had grabbed Khadijah who had closed his eyes. Bilal's tears flowed freely with breath blocked.

He immediately grabbed his wife and patted her cheek.

"Khadija, wake up. Let's get up!" Bilal continued to pat Khadijah on the cheek and called his name with great emphasis as if giving orders, but his wife did not respond at all.

Lita and Asma could only cry to see Khadijah who had been stretched stiff.

Still crying, Bilal kissed his wife's face until her face was wet with Bilal's tears.

Asthma tries to calm her husband. He hugged Bilal who is currently embracing the body of Khadijah who is no longer alive.

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Tbc..