NIGHT BUTTERFLY
#210
Fahmi's panicking. Blood was seen coming out of Sulastri's nostrils and mouth. Without saying any more words, he immediately lifted Sulastri's body and carried her out.
"Pak Bayan, Mr. Mustarah! Please," cried Fahmi as he continued to run carrying Sulastri's body towards the guard post. Mr. Bayan who heard Fahmi's screams immediately came out. He immediately ran towards Fahmi.
"Call Mr. Mustarah, sir, get him out of the car" Fahmi said. Mr. Bayan immediately ran towards Mr. Mustarah's room. Mr. Mustarah who was sleeping immediately woke up. He immediately headed for the car park when Mr. Bayan informed him of Sulastri's condition.
"Yes, God, mom! Get up, ma'am," Fahmi said as he continued to wipe the blood coming out of Sulastri's nose with his hand.
From the direction of the side yard, Munawarah and bi Aisyah were seen running. Both of them cried hysterically to see the condition of Sulastri in bopongan Fahmi. Mr. Bayan swiftly opened the car door when he stopped it right beside Fahmi. Slowly, Fahmi got in the car and laid Sulastri's body.
"Auntie's coming, Nak Fahmi," said bi Aisyah. Fahmi. He immediately told bi Aisyah to get into the car.
"Bi Munawarah at home, yes, Mr. Mustarah will return again to pick up mother. Prepare mother's maternity clothes. Come on, sir, let's go, " Fahmi said. Munawarah. The car door was shut immediately.
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Master Izzul Islam opened his eyes and rose from the long bench in the room where Rianti was giving birth, as the mobile phone shakes in his pocket woke him up. After for some time he took turns holding the baby who continued to cry with Jamila, he did not realize he had fallen asleep on the long bench.
Rianti who also woke up because he heard the sound of a stool because of the movement of the body of Mr. Guru Izzul Islam, immediately held the baby's body slowly to stay asleep in his sleep. He smiled to see Master Izzul Islam who only used his sorbit as his headboard, covering his mouth while yawning long while grabbing a mobile phone with one of his hands from inside his pocket.
"Wa alaikum salam. What's up, Sister."
Rianti frowned when he saw the expression on the face of Master Izzul Islam when he turned to him while hearing someone call from across the street. Rianti was more curious when many times Master Izzul Islam sigh while saying Istighfar.
"Wa alaikum salam" said Mr. Guru Izzul Islam while rising and closing the call. He then approached Rianti.
"What's up, Brother Master. Who's calling?" rianti asked as Master Izzul Islam sat beside him.
"Mother is also here, Dik," said Master Izzul Islam. Rianti slammed both of his eyes. He lifted his body slowly and leaned on it.
"What do you mean, sir?"
"Mom's in the ICU. Mom suddenly fainted. It is likely that the mother's blood vessels ruptured" said Mr. Guru Izzul Islam lirih while holding Rianti's hand. He knew, maybe Rianti was shocked, but Rianti would not overblown when he heard or got the disaster. Rianti was silent for a moment. He closed his eyes, trying to calm himself. When she opened her eyes, her tears seemed to flow.
"Astaghfirullahal adzim.," exhorted Rianti as he covered his face with both palms. Master Izzul Islam holds Rianti's head while kissing her head.
"This is a disaster with which we must be patient. Pray that you will be well and get well soon" said Master Izzul Islam.
"Assalamualaik."
Master Izzul Islam let go of his hold on Rianti's head and turned towards Jamila who had just entered the room. He looked in wonder at Master Izzul Islam and Rianti who seemed to be crying. He slowly approached. The crisper bag had food in its hand and placed it on the table. After that, he approached both. Master Izzul Islam rise.
"Bik Jamila, you wait for the Rianti first" said Mr. Guru Izzul Islam. He fixed the turban on his shoulders.
"What's up. Where are you going?" tanya Jamila was curious. Master Guru Izzul Islam gave a long sigh.
"Lastri's mom is in the ICU, Jamila. I want to go there first" said Master Izzul Islam.
"I'm coming with ya. I want to see Mom" said Rianti. The tears that were trying to keep her up finally came out as well. Even he was a loud whiff when Sulastri's face was clearly visible in both eyes. Master Izzul Islam stared sadly. He let out a long sigh and again stepped closer to Rianti.
"Rianti, you haven't recovered properly. Let your brother check. After all, the ICU room is a long way from here" Jamila said.
" Jamila said right. Let me go there while waiting for you to fully recover" said Master Izzul Islam. Rianti did not answer. She still sobs in her tears. Things he never did before. He never cried like that. Just potluck. Not until as much as you like. When he heard Sulastri's blood vessels rupture, deep in the depths of his heart, ticking with shock that clouded his mind. For her, Sulastri was the most precious gem in her life, surpassing even her parents. And there's a sense of disbelief if Sulastri has to leave her for ever.
Mr. Guru Izzul Islam sighed long and rubbed Rianti's head.
"We will treat our mother as best we can until God gives her healing or takes her life away. Whatever happens between those two choices, we have only two choices, be patient and be grateful." Master Teacher Izzul Islam smiled when he saw Rianti nod his head. Jamila took a tissue and wiped Rianti's tears. Upon seeing Rianti begin to calm down, Master Teacher Izzul Islam stepped out of the room.
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Sulastri looks like a person who is fast asleep on a cage with wires in his nose and hands. Only the breath looks up. Fahmi who sat beside Sulastri's head occasionally whispered something to him. The occasional chanting of Yasin's letter with sobs rang out from the mouth of Aisyah, who was sitting next to another of Sulastri's bodies.
Master Izzul Islam holds Fahmi's shoulder. Fahmi. He immediately stood up and greeted Master Izzul Islam.
"Continue, Bi," said Master Izzul Islam when bi Aisyah was about to approach want to shake hands. Bi Aisyah nodded and sat back down.
"What is the condition of the mother, Dik," said Master Izzul Islam. Fahmi. The face of Sulastri.
"There has been no change, Mr. The doctor said, ninety-eight percent of the mother's blood vessels had ruptured. Even if there is a miracle and the mother is healed, maybe the condition of the mother will not be like before" said Fahmi. Her tears look out. Master Izzul Islam nodded his head while patting Fahmi on the shoulder.
"Whatever happens, we must accept the provisions of God. When the mother is destined to recover, whatever the condition, it is a land for us to care for and care for the mother as she took care of us as a child until we grew up. And even if Allah had destined him to die, we are believers and understand that every living person will die" said Mr. Izzul Islam. Fahmi wiped his tears and nodded.
Master Izzul Islam then sat down. He smiled looking at Sulastri's calm, white and glowing face. Master Izzul Islam holds Sulastri's hand.
"Mom, it's Izzul." Sulastri's head was seen moving. His feet and hands.
"I also bring greetings from your favorite son Rianti. Your granddaughter also wants me to carry her. Come to your senses, ma'am." whispered the gentle Master Izzul Islam. Sulastri's head moved again. This time more often, like about to surge from lying down.
"Rianti's condition is still weak, ma'am. That's why I didn't bring him here. God willing, tomorrow or tonight if the doctor permits, I will bring them both here" said Master Izzul Islam. Sulastri's head was rubbed.
Master Izzul Islam turned towards Fahmi.
"You take care of Mom first. I'm going back to your sister's room. Your brother needs a friend right now. The last time I saw him was that sad when I heard the news about my mother" said Master Izzul Islam.
"Yes, Brother Master. Rianti is also still not healthy. God willing, if Mr. Sahril and Mr. Trianti have come, I will see the situation of Mr. Rianti,"
Master Izzul Islam rise. He smiles and embraces Fahmi's body and invites her out.
"Don't neglect to look after mom."
" Yes, Brother Master,"
Master Izzul Islam also left Fahmi who looked at him at the door, until his body was no longer visible.