Pledge of Love Ustadz Irsyad
chapter 18. the rainbow of hope. (season 2)

In deep...

Both patients in the operating room were ready, some doctors also prayed for a moment to succeed this big operation. Where Irsyad's body was the one to be surgically removed.

Meanwhile. The family of heart failure patients is waiting outside waiting for the process of running the operation. And at a different angle. Rahma had been waiting loudly because she had been able to mengikhlaskan her husband, just waiting for the body to be removed from the operating room.

Paaatttsss operating lights out. Rahma turned her head slowly. 'wait, why so fast?' inward Rahma because there has not been an hour of both patients entered but it seems the operation has been stopped.

Before long, the door of operation opened. Two officers had brought a body there. Rahma moved and approached the body of a man who had been completely covered.

'cocky weird? It seems that this is not the body of the Irsyad.' inner Rahma. He then rubbed the cover on his face.

Degg Rahma's eyes are rounded. "He's not Irsyad." Mumbled. A mother of a heart failure patient ran up to him.

"No! It can't be!" It was quick while crying. "Why can Danu—" the teenage heart failure man died.

Rahma turned her head quickly and approached the staff of the doctor who also came out. Along with the mother of a teenage patient named Danu.

"Doctor what happened? Why did my son die Doc?" The issue of the middle-aged woman.

"I'm sorry, ma'am, the patient passed away seconds before Irsyad's surgery." Her speech.

Rahma was also shocked.

"Why can you doc? Why could? You must be wrong, please check again Doctor, check again my son is not dead!!" The mother exclaimed, the husband tried to calm her down. Apologized to the doctors and medical staff there and took him away.

Meanwhile, Rahma who is still sculpting starts to open her voice.

"Then how my husband dok." asked Rahma hesitated.

"Brother Irsyad Fadilah, had responded with a movement of his finger Ma'am. That's a sign there's a miracle there,"

"Do you mean, my husband didn't go through a phase of brain death?" Rahma. There was relief in his heart.

"That?"

"Doctor! patient Irsyad opened his eyes—" exclaimed a nurse inside. Some of the medics rushed back in. The operating room door was closed again.

"A..what? I didn't hear wrong, did I?" He looked at his mother and Adiba. Both of them smiled, they then hugged each other to feel relieved by this good news.

Until shortly Irsyad's body was removed from the operating room. Rahma stared at the face that was still covered in an oxygen mask. Trying to smile.

"Oh God my husband." Rahma approached the still very weak Irsyad. His hand was raised but could not. Rahma drew her face closer and whispered in her husband's ear.

"This is Rahma mas, mas don't talk or do anything?" Rahma. Irsyad's finger touched Rahma's veil. Maybe he wanted to ask 'my wife, you're veiled?'

Seen from narrowed eyes, Rahma was smiling.

"I'm sorry ma'am, the patient has to be taken back to the treatment room immediately. Because it's still in its critical period."

"Yes the nurse." Rahma grabbed Irsyad's hand and put it in the veil and kissed her hand. Irsyad blinked his eyes for a moment so that a drop of water came out from the corner of his eye. Feel moved.

Irsyad was brought back by the medics. "Congratulations, ma'am, it's impossible to actually happen. But it seems the patient's life spirit is very strong." Said the doctor. Rahma put her hands in front of her chest.

"Thank you, thank you so much doctor. Thanks." Crying haru.

"Together Mom, it is also thanks to your prayers the families of Irsyad's patients." Smilingly.

The doctor said goodbye and walked away.

Rahma turned towards Adiba. "Mother." He still mumbled while crying. All who were there were like bewitched to hug each other, because they felt relief from the ustadz who had re-awakened from his long sleep.

***

It's been ten days. Now Irsyad already feel better even he has been transferred to the patient ward.

he also no longer wears an oxygen mask.

In a lying position he was still observing Rahma who was memotongi toenails, very painstakingly.

"Yuuppp is done." Smiling delightfully. Irsyad smiled faintly.

For a moment Rahma cleaned her hand and then stood next to Irsyad to fix the blanket.

"Here baby." Irsyad. Patting gently to his right side.

"You what?" Ask Rahma,

"This is deketan." Tell the husband.

"This is near."

"Sit here deck."

Rahma smiled too. Then sat down next to Irsyad lying down.

He put his hand into Rahma's veil, rubbing his wife's lips with his thumb gently.

"Why see Rahma like that? Beautiful Rahma is veiled?" Ask Rahma.

"Yes you're beautiful baby, so like a Konoha ninja." Chuckles.

"Bigger right?"

"Hehehe... Be present."

"Why?"

"I think it's this mess."

"Link? Where is this Rahma blow."

"Open the veil first dong, want to niupnya how to try."

Rahma opened her veil, while Irsyad started to smile.

"Hurry up this deck is sore loh."

"Not yet hit the lower deck."

"Bottom?"

"This spit is a sore loh dear."

"Yes, but it's the downtime that's blown."

"This is Rahma's deck, under her again."

"Ma?" Irsyad pulled Rahma's head down and dropped a kiss on her lips. Rahma was surprised and reflexively woke up.

"Alhamdulillah be taken." Chuckles.

"Allah has known Rahma. Wear a pretentious flick of everything say just ask to be kissed." For Rahma, while Irsyad still chuckles.

"Enak de, again dong again..."

"Just kid, just stole it."

"Emang does not miss being kissed what mas?"

"Mas Hindu. So missed." Smilingly.

"Here's the hug." Irsyad stretched out one hand.

"Hiks." Dropped his head on the husband's chest.

"Kok's crying anyway."

"I almost lost you. Therefore Rahma is very happy because Irsyad can return Rahma's embrace."

Irsyad smiles. He pulls Rahma's nose. "Excess."

Rahma was silent too.

"Tumben's not mad at him pulling his nose."

"It will not be angry, just keep pulling Pinocchio even though Rahma is sincere, the important thing is the nose of Rahma mas Irsyad." Chuckles.

Irsyad tightened her embrace. "MashaAllah promised my wife."

"Obviously dong if not spoiled later will not be loved anymore."

"Yes Kareem, Khumaira..

Khumira."

"Kyaaaaaa, long to be called that. Call again... Call again..."

"What?"

"That was."

"ohhhhhh... Mother bear... Mother bear." Irsyad replied, Rahma drew her smile.

"The parent bear anyway?"

"Wouldn't you have a deck?"

"What is gemesin? mas said it was a bear mother earlier. A beast is his name."

"Tuh..tuh right? Start a rich mosquito parent bear.hahaha"

"What?"

"What the hell? Yes no.. My dear." Irsyad. "Sir bear" he continued in a whispering voice.

"Can? Hit it?"

"Hit lips? Come here.here.." patting his cheek.

"Hate me just as you are."

"Lohs.... Poh... Poh... How do you hate it?"

"Mas nyebelin but make Rahma bucin."

"Hahaha, when is it?"

"No."

"That?"

"What?" He rounded his eyes.

"This is what deck love feels like. O Allah zu'udzon continues to..."

"Maaaaaass iiii." Spoiled whining. Irsyad laughed too. Then pull Rahma's hand slowly to embrace her again with longing and affection.

Love that is so beautiful given Ustadz Irsyad, making Rahma feel more grateful for the second opportunity because she can still be with her husband until this moment.

The man who made her annoyed, laughing, happy, all complete given by the husband.

Seriate...

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note... sorry yes, I'm evil, the intention wants me up tomorrow but Hayati is no longer able to see you guys cry because of me.😅😅😅

yes Allah, ustadz Irsyad is so in love with you. After this I promise there will be no more severe conflicts. this is already the peak of 😘😘😘😘🤗🤗🤗

little story...

so inget when the late ustadz Jefri al-buchori died first, so did not feel sincere me, until crying for days, even rich did not have the same ummi peed and anak2nya. huhuhuhu.