
The news of the accident reached the ears of Zaid who was in the boarding school, with forced to go and want to check the situation of the woman of his heart. An unsettled feeling always enveloped his heart, rumbling as he heard the news that was lacking in wear.
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Rasidha continued to chant the holy verse of the Quran solemnly, it was seen by the assistant of Doni and also Nadia. They looked at each other, saw a clever little girl reading the books of Muslims around the world. They are very ashamed of themselves, always chasing the world and forgetting the afterlife that will surely be pursued.
"Sorry, are you a Holy family? Like a cousin or a sister?" the greeting from Nadia broke the silent atmosphere between them.
Assistant Doni turned to the source of the voice. "No, I'm just his subordinate."
"Sadly, I think you're his family, let alone your faces are so similar."
"really?"
"Hem, even your blood type is the same. Is that just a coincidence?"
"What do you mean?" doni's assistant knitted his eyebrows together.
"You must know what I'm saying." Nadia again fell silent and did not want to talk at length, because she only focused on foster children and also the woman who saved her.
Doni's assistant moved away from her seat, but she accidentally saw a large mole on Holy elbow. "I have to go!" he said he rushed off by leaving.
After the departure of Doni's assistant, enter a blue-eyed man who wants to check the condition.
"Dad," Rasidha immediately hugged the man who covered his face with a turban, as if gaining some spirit.
Zaid looked at Sacred's condition, and returned a hug from his daughter. "Is Rasidha okay?"
"I'm good, the mother helped us. If the Holy Mother does not exist? Maybe I was the one who was there," Rasidha replied innocently.
Zaid could not see the woman he loved lying helplessly on top of the hospital gurney, some of the tools attached to the Holy Body made him weak.
Nadia approached her employer. "The critical period experienced by Saints is over and thanks to Doni's assistant who donated his blood." Evidently.
Zaid nodded his head, the hearts of the snow Saints had were impressive. "Please wait here and take care of Rasidha!" her word.
"Gentleman where are you going?" Nadia tried to prevent the blue-eyed man from leaving.
"Finished what I should have finished," he replied without turning his head and stepping out of the ward.
Zaid grabbed the phone in his pocket and saw some missed calls from his assistant. He called Ben's assistant again and wanted to know the latest news from the suspect.
"Assalamu'alaikum, how's next?"
"They're confirmed dead, their car went into a pretty steep ravine."
Zaid immediately disconnected the phone, he wanted to go back to waiting for the consciousness of the unconscious Saints.
Two days later, Zaid still faithfully accompanied Suci who was lying on the gurney and accompanied by Rasidha and Nadia. "I have to go, you guys are here first. Let me know if anything happens!" he said that he immediately left, wanted to see Doni's assistant who had contributed to the rescue.
Zaid tries to find the whereabouts of Doni's assistant who never came after donating blood, trying to get information regarding the whereabouts of the man. He even searched the apartment, and was not found. "Why did he disappear?" he muttered in the car and came back.
"Assalamu'alaikum, sir."
"Wa'alaikumsalam, did you find it?"
"No, sir. But I'm getting information, if Doni's assistant is in Cairo."
"Cairo?"
"Yes, sir."
"Send me the address!"
"Good, sir."
While in another country, a man steadied his resolve. Knock on the door and say hello, hoping that the location you are looking for is correct.
There was a middle-aged woman wearing a veil that reached her waist, stared with a frown, and did not know and did not know who the man before her was.
"Wa'alaikumsalam, sorry who are you looking for?" "a middle-aged female speaker who was still researching every inch of the face of the man before her.
"There's something I want to talk about, and something very important." Said Doni's assistant with great earnestness.
"All right, come in. "
Assistant Doni immediately walked into the house that looked simple, but very comfortable if occupied. The middle-aged woman allowed Doni's assistant to enter the house with a look on her face that was still curious, because she did not know the man. "What is your intention and purpose for coming to my house?"
"Look, I'm named Doni and come from Indonesia, get word if this is the residence of Umi Kalsum. Is that true?"
"Yes, I'm the one."
"Thank God if I find the correct address, there's something I want to ask you and it's about your daughter, Holy name Az-Zahra." Clearly enthusiastic.