
It still feels like a dream, Rahma can feed her husband at this time, even though he still looks weak.
But it was much better than not seeing him again forever.
For now it feels like Rahma does not want to be far from the mass Irsyad, even if possible? His eyes did not want to let go of his gaze even if he just blinked.
He was afraid that the figure of the man who was chewing food suddenly disappeared.
Even every time Irsyad fell asleep, Rahma always observed the movements of her stomach. Or maybe check the husband's breath by sticking his index finger near Irsyad's nostril.
Fearful... Afraid that the body will return in its comas.
Afraid that he would close his eyes forever. Rahma brushed off those bad thoughts, trying to meld all the sad memories. And hope to avoid more severe tests than this.
A mouthful of Rice went into Irsyad's mouth. Just that the father of two kids, huh?
if being with his wife can not be idle, just look.
Right now his hand is busy tugging at Rahma's veil, playing it as if it were a beard.
"Aki..aki..." Call her. Obviously hearing that Rahma just glanced cynically at him. Irsyad chuckled again.
Rahma was sometimes surprised, her husband was a grown man, but his behavior was sometimes like a child who likes a fad, exactly the same as Nuha or Rumi. Their only visuals are small, and tied as brother and sister.
Unlike Rahma and Irsyad.
Irsyad's jahilnya more intimate and culminate in touches of love.
Just let it go.... Rahma who now even prefers her who returned the jail, hehehe satisfied ustadz mumpung again good mistress Rahma.
Rahma scoops the last mouthful and puts it in her husband's mouth.
"Alhamdulillah is finished." Rahma. "Mas is good at eating it."'
"Yes, are you deck? When you're just giving birth to children, it's so hard and whining to ask for food from outside the hospital."
"You know how else, it's not good to eat a bad hospital."
"Smartnya my wife, itself does not want to eat, the turn of the mas in forced mandatory, must be spent" said Irsyad and the wife just grinned, while putting the stainless container, while putting the stainless, then he grabbed a glass of water and handed it to Irsyad.
"Thank you Khumaira." Said Irsyad while accepting it.
"Together." Smile.
After a few minutes, the children came with their grandparents. Yes, Mr. Akmal and Mr. Ratih.
You see, only yesterday the Irsyad family returned to Magelang, although they still control the condition of Irsyad every few hours, because the doctor said Irsyad may be allowed to go home tomorrow.
It's just that maybe later Mbak Adiba will often go to Jakarta to see his sister.
"Abiiii—" shouted the children who had entered the ward room.
"MashaAllah, here... Here baby..." Irsyad's eyes are wet. After a long time I finally saw the twins again.
The two children also jumped up and down while raising their hands asking to be raised on his ashes bed.
Actually Rahma did not allow the two of them to come, but the two children were crying and wanted to be with her brother.
All this time they just let go of the longing through vidio calls, but every time it's done, the two children will definitely change their mood which was cheerful to be irritated because what they want his ashes directly is not a picture of Vidio his ashes.
So did Irsyad, every time he finished looking at the two children from the video call would definitely cry. The crybaby father, hehe, but it is like that, Abi Irsyad.
The two children had now embraced Abinya on her left and right sides. Yeah, lay there three. Seen Abi Irsyad incessantly kissed the two little angels.
"MashaAllah, miss her."
"Pig...Abi... Yesterday I got a star from Bu ustadzah because I can memorize the hadith, he said tomorrow my sister participated in the bi race."
"Dede is also in the bi coloring competition tomorrow... Not just brother."
"Eh yes Dede too yes, MashaAllah." In the kiss of Noah.
"But Dede can't have a star... Brother who can."
"Dede... Get it Umma. Dede can do it?"
"Yes it can be, a star from Umma because you cry can't be a star."
Everyone there laughed, laughing at the twins.
"You guys, Abi's coming back here tomorrow." Rahma.
"It's okay Umma, besides medical devices have also started to come off, so Abi has no trouble." Ustadz Irsyad.
Rahma sighed, how else. Her husband missed two super active children.
Right now alone they were still blabbering at length times the width of Kali high. It is unclear where the story goes. And Abi was very interested like that? Listening to the ramblings of the twins. Even though they are like scrambling first to open their voices, but it will only be laughed Abinya.
Can be imagined, right? What would happen if Irsyad really did not survive. Perhaps Rahma would be confused to explain to the children, as they asked where Abinya was.
Now that it was all over, all that sadness had turned into a smile that was back on their lips. The people Rahma loved.
"Pig... Dede's got a new Lego. We will play together, Abi" said Nuha.
"Long Abi, Umma said that along with having Rumi as well, it's Umma."
"But Dede asked. Brother just borrowed. Later who can play Abi with Dede alone."
Rumi raised her clenched hand.
Gently Irsyad grabbed that fist. "Don't honey, remember what Abi taught you? We must love each other. Can't hit your own brother huh."
"But Dede is naughty." Rumi cried.
Irshad turned to Noah. "Dede, what do we have to do with our stuff?"
Noah was silent. Don't want to answer.
"Dec Nuha?" Ask Abi Irsyad again.
"Dede doesn't want to share with sister. Jail brother!!! Lego Dede is often destroyed by brother." Whiney.
Irsyad sighed. Looking towards Rahma. While the mother of two children just chuckled.
"I'm sorry dong, yuk apologize to each other."
"No bad brother."
"Dede that's naughty!!!" Elevate voice.
"Here are your hands" said Abi Irsyad, grabbing the hands of the two children, and putting them together.
"Say, sorry brother." Irsyad to Noah.
"Sorry brother." Nuhah said. Irsyad smiles. Then switch to Rumi.
"Say, brother is sorry too." Irsyad's word to Rumi.
"So, I'm sorry about the deck." Rumi. Irsyad also kissed the two children, who had returned to laughing.
There Rahma was only a head shake. The two children are always so, will always fight at any time but quickly get along again afterwards.
That's how kids are.