Pesantren I'M In Love
69 Between life and death

assalamualaikum readers I hope you don't hate the author

rasain loe thor.because of the protests readers who ngangenin you, arguably also ....

okay..ok...calm down sil...fish use knitting sweater ..yuuu continued.....

bismillah

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ustadz Rahman is seen making calls from afar occasionally staring at me

"sil ana take care of administration first,ana also has a phone home person,ana stay a while yes." he said stroking my back.

I nodded and looked down again I looked at my hands, clothes and hijab was stained with the blood of Azam who began to dry ,I went to the toilet with almost all my eyes on me, maybe they were amazed to see my clothes covered with bloodstains

I rinsed in the sink while glazed over my glass with eyes that still shed tears, in my heart I continued to pray for the health of my husband

the Azam family who got a phone call from ustadz Rahman was surprised not to be trapped like lightning in broad daylight they immediately gased towards here I sat back in the long chair earlier, he said,it turns out that the operation has not been completed iftadz Rahman also returned he returned with two bottles of mineral water and gave one to me

"drink first sil ,,," he said

" if only priscil ga out ponpes to play to sarah's house all will not happen bang ustadz ,,,,," I regret

" this has become the will of Allah, sil..kun fayakun when Allah has willed then no one can prevent him Allah says be!!!then it happened.." he said.

"insyaallah Aa will be fine sill.." he said.

"just now priscil lost his father, now priscil does not want to lose Azam also bang ustadz ..."

"anti sil must be optimistic, already entered the prayer time isya ana also sure anti earlier did not pray maghrib in plural only clean clothes for anti just now ana to the clothing store near here, see anti full of blood " ustadz Rahman gave a brown paper bag containing a blue dongker robe clean outfit along with her hijab,I rushed to the toilet to change clothes and went to the mosque to perform prayers and then returned to the front of the room was still with the same condition ,but while waiting from the inside came the sound of a wheel of a cage that was pushed we were curious and please be anxious hoping the operation was successful and Azam would be fine from inside the cage carrying the body of someone who covered in a blanket all over the body by being pushed by two nurses, my eyes instantly widened

"ga may.....hubby.." I staggered back as if my legs were not strong enough to hold my body weight anymore , my body was limp as weak as limp as well as Ustadz Rahman who was as surprised as me.

I was trying to chase the body that the 2 nurses were carrying to the morgue I stopped it

"sorry this patient who just had surgery on the abdomen???" ask me to make sure and hope they answer no

"yes, is she his family???" ustadz Rahman and I nodded

"can we look to make sure???" I still hope it's not Azam

am I ready ???

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I opened the white covering of the corpse, her hair was jet black

"same......

"when I'm going to open up and open up more"

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then I closed it back down I sat on the floor crying.....

the flashback

Salsabila was at his aunt's residence to calm down until he forgot that his cell phone battery ran out and he mcharger his in a state of off ,he fell asleep when he woke up after 4pm when he turned on his phone which was full of battery, he was surprised by some missed calls and some messages, one of the names caught his attention

"Azam...."

_Azam_

" sal, where are you???

"answer my salsa call....

"please help me this time ,,,,,, please ,,,,,

" save the life of priscil,sal....

"right now bang Gio is holding priscil hostage, in the headquarters.he misunderstood, he thinks I took you away from him.

Salsabila widened her eyes to see the message "do I have to go back to that place, but as a result of my escape from Gio, Priscil is in danger, I can't just shut up "inner salsa

he immediately grabbed his jacket and sling bag and left as quickly as possible towards Gio's headquarters

POV author

but his arrival was late when he came Azam was lying with Priscil who was teary as well as Gio who had sat down with dar*h flowing from his thighs

"Just.....!!!!!"

Azam was taken by Priscil and Rahman out of the house

salsa approaches Gio and helps him get up and takes him to a nearby clinic to treat and remove the bullet lodged in his right thigh

" Gio you misunderstood Azam, I did come to Azam and Rahman ,honestly I admit I love Azam it's also your fault that I often leave Azam to make me feel safe and comfortable with him but I also can't hope for more because he already has someone special to her plus now I'm being.." Salsa's words restrained she doubted exactly her decision to tell Gio about her pregnancy.

"what medium??? quickly say!!!" snapped Gio

salsa opened her jacket and now she saw her slightly bloated stomach "i'm pregnant and this is your son, GI.." Salsa was down.

Gio's chuckling in shock" so.....???" Gio ruffled his hair in frustration

" you should thank Azam and Priscil precisely those who have awakened me to come back to you they already care about me and...Ki.ta..."since salsa slowly.

"now my gestational age has stepped on 17 weeks" added salsa while rubbing her stomach

Gio was stunned "excuse me salsa,,, all this time I've been treating you badly...." Gio looked at me softly and brought salsa into his arms

salsa smiled, and now Gio realized his mistake

"i'll take responsibility we'll get married soon." said Gio.

"but before you had to apologize to Azam and Priscil, I don't know how Azam was last to see him...."

the salsa stopped

"yes. I shot him, we must immediately follow I must apologize, I am guilty very guilty ...." said Gio sad.

salsa was silent only this time she saw Gio as sad as this for his steadfast treatment of others, she knew in Gio's heart, she said,this man loved Azam very much which he had considered like his own sister only his anger and selfishness overcame his conscience

in the hospital

I sat on the floor crying

"sill let's go back ....."

I immediately returned with ustadz Rahman to the room with a little relief

"it's not Azam.." I stroked my chest.

the doctor came out of the room and the operating room had two operating rooms

"family lord Fateh???"

"yes, doc.." I got up.

"Alhamdulillah surgical removal of the bullet managed to also close the gunshot wound,,, fortunately the bullet did not penetrate the organ of important organs now the patient has not been aware of himself because this is the critical period ,we pray if the patient is diagnosed with abdominal trauma.we will transfer the patient to the intensive care unit (ICU)"

I don't know if I should be happy, sad or how all the medical explanations of the doctor did not enter my brain, I still have to wait for Azam Siuman then it can be said fine

finally Azam was transferred to the ICU room, I faithfully accompanied beside him not wanting to leave him, I saw his pale face intensely....

ustadz Rahman pamit to pick up Abi,umi and Nurul tea that was in front of the hospital ...In turn they entered the room to see the state of Azam ,umi cried to see the state of his son.

"astagfirullahaladzim A'a.." I hugged the earth to strengthen each other and dissolved in tears.

"mi's.... Azam will be fine.... Azam ain't gonna leave priscil, isn't it rich dad left priscil???"

umi shook her head "insyaallah .....A'a will be fine ...do not until we stop praying yes dear .....".....

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forgive the author yes readers have made Azam wretched ...in the next episode whether Azam will really recover whether the other surprise that has been prepared for Azam and priscil from the author tetep stay tune yaa.......😙😙