Om That Possessive, MY HUSBAND!
HER, MY WIFE!- 13. A Hope

...Mecca, Saudi Arabia...

Whose heart is not shaken by happiness while in a city that has been his dream? What he could only see in pictures and videos. But now?

Manda was there, setting his foot, walking amidst thousands or even millions of people. His Lisan was unceasingly grateful, he was finally able to get here, in Baitullah.

All Umrah worship series has been completed Mandaikan. His heart was not willing to leave this city, he wanted to stay longer, wanted to visit more places. But time is not on their side, Manda must return soon!

"Next year we're here again, God willing!" Zidan stroked Manda's head. The time has been determined, how long they will be here, all the agenda has also been implemented, now is the time to go home and rest the body.

Manda looked at Ahkam who was fast asleep in his carry Zidan. He exhaled slowly, they indeed had to rest, after all they had visited many places.

Of all the places they have visited, the most memorable place in the hearts of Manda and Zidan is Masjidil Nabawi, from the beginning of the entrance, their hearts have been stirred up, attacked by a sense of longing for the Prophet Shallahu Alaihi Wasallam .

Sholawat chants continued to be heard, accompanied by teardrops, ashamed of being this close to Him, ashamed of sins.

Especially when in front of the Kaaba. It felt like Manda had nothing to be proud of and arrogant again, he felt so small, only a lump of flesh had a life.

The trip with Zidan this time was so special, it was more special because there was Ahkam in their midst. The boy looked excited while visiting historical places. He asked a lot about this and that to Zidan and Manda.

"Let us step on foot here again, O God!"

Although it felt so heavy, they finally returned again to the Fatherland, with some souvenirs, and various stories about their journey.

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...Indonezsian...

Since arriving at the country, Manda's health condition decreased, he had been resting all day, not doing anything, but dizziness, weakness and a little nausea continued Manda felt.

"We'll see the doctor, honey?" Zidan was still faithfully sitting on the bed accompanying Manda, he stroked Manda's head on her lap. Even Ahkam also took care of Manda. Ahkam just finished feeding the fruit to Manda. She loves her mother so much.

"Or is Doctor Rhani here?" Zidan looks so worried, he is still traumatized by the events that have happened to Manda. Which almost made him lose his wife. Zidan could at least see Manda pale, limp and just lay weakly on the bed.

Without waiting for Manda's approval, Zidan immediately contacted Doctor Rhani, asking Doctor Rhani to come to the house and check on his wife's condition.

While waiting for Doctor Rhani to come, Zidan made a warm tea for Manda, he had already offered milk but Manda refused and asked for tea only.

"Papa? What's your sick mom?" Ahkam asked, the boy was no less worried about Zidan either. Seeing her Mama like that made Ahkam want to cry, she was afraid of losing the person she loved again.

"Mama's just a sauce. Do'ain Mama yes, in order to heal quickly, Mama needs a lot of prayers from Ahkam!"

Ahkam nodded then immediately ran to his room, the boy washed his face, hands, head and feet. He wore a prayer shirt, stretched out prayer mats, Ahkam did not know what this prayer was, the material for the prayer reading alone he was still in the process of learning, but he still did it, standing upright, ruku', iqtidal, iqtidal, prostration and greetings.

Then the boy who was about to turn 7 years old raised both hands. Her tiny lips moved, saying a prayer. That's all she can do for Mom.

The boy did not know what the meaning of his words was. He just said what he wanted to say. Expressing affection for Manda in the way she can.

Not long after, Doctor Rhani came, Zidan immediately drove him to the room, to check on Manda's condition.

After checking the pulse, heart rate, and blood pressure, Dr. Rhani also asked about the complaints that Manda felt.

"Dizziness, weakness and a bit of nausea, Doc," replied Manda.

"When is the last time?"

Manda looked directly at Zidan, as well as Zidan who never took his eyes off Manda. "A little over a month ago, before leaving for Makkah!"

Then Doctor Rhani smiled at Manda's reply. He turned to Zidan, "Instead take Manda to the obstetrician, or you can also do a pregnancy test first, then go to the obstetrician to make sure!"

Zidan was pensive to hear Doctor Rhani say, his brain continues to replay Doctor Rhani's speech, a pregnancy test? Getting pregnant?

Suddenly the man's eyes glazed over, looking at Manda with a sense of worth, even though he did not get certainty, but a sense of happiness had slipped into Zidan's heart.

"This is a vitamin for Manda, if you can check immediately and do not forget to tell me!"

Zidan just nodded slowly, he thanked Doctor Rhani for taking the time to come.

"You must not be too tired, she must rest a lot, and you should always accompany her, she really needs the support of her Husband!" dr Rhani said before returning home.

Zidan rushed back to the room to meet Manda, he kissed the girl's face, anxious himself. "Bang!"

Manda turned her face away, she did not like to see Zidan too much hope, whereas there was no evidence that she was pregnant or not!

"I'm afraid you're disappointed!"

"If the result is negative, you won't be disappointed, honey.

There is still a chance for us, we can still fight together!"

Manda just exhaled, she will try checking in tomorrow morning, after feeling her body is much better. Zidan said he couldn't force Manda to check right now. He understands the condition of his wife, Manda's health is the most important.

Seeing the happy look on Zidan's face made Manda smile, but with a fright, afraid to disappoint Zidan. Fear is not as expected.

Dr. Rhani also only gave advice to check with the obstetrician, not saying directly that Manda was pregnant.

But far from all the fear that haunts him, Manda also has the same hope as Zidan. He also wanted the baby to be present in their midst. To be a complement to happiness and also his small family. Become a playmate and brother to Ahkam as well.

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