Pursuing the Love of Mr. Ustad
Sasha

Zulfa is seen watching tv with Moza in the family room.

"Ohoooo!!" There was a loud scream from the second floor, the couple who were relaxing immediately ran towards Sasha's room.

"Simple!" The sound of the door being opened by Zulfa.

"Masya'Allah Sasha!" Zulfa cried out when he found his eldest daughter sitting in the bathroom doorway with blood flowing in her stiff.

"Bun is sick bun" said Sasha weakly.

"Where is there no one?" Asked Moza who was no less panicked to find his daughter was in a state of not okay it.

"Mas Rahmat had a schedule at the cottage and had not returned home" said Sasha.

"But it's almost nine o'clock in the evening, isn't it over yet?" Moza Gerrutu.

"Don't blame anyone! the most important thing is that we take Sasha to the hospital!" Zulfa said while helping Sasha stand up, Moza got out of the house and walked to the garage to get the car ready.

"Can you still walk, baby?" Zulfa said as he helped Sasha to stand up.

"Insya'Allah can get bun" Sahut Sasha while trying to stand by holding on to the wall and also his mother.

However when he was just able to stand the blood that flowed from behind his pants was getting more and more swift.

"Astagfirullah, Dad! Daddy's! Daddy!" Shouted Zulfa calling Moza from inside Sasha's room.

Moza who was in the yard heard the sound of Zulfa's voice calling him immediately ran towards his eldest daughter's room.

"What's bun?" Moza asked as she arrived at the doorway.

"Masya'Allah, here let the fat father be" Moza was surprised to see more blood coming out.

They also walk to the car with Moza holding Sasha.

"Bun you call Rahmat, but talk slowly, love her later if she is shocked" Moza said after getting into the car.

Moza drives her car at high speed while Zulfa looks after Sasha who is sitting in the back seat while calling Rahmat who is quite difficult to contact.

"Not picked up the phone!" Zulfa said with a little annoyance.

"Try in the contact!" Sahut Moza is still focused on the road in front of him.

"OK!" Sahut Zulfa by pressing back on the screen of his phone.

"We stopped by the cottage, Dad! who knows, Grace is still there!" Sasha said with a weak tone.

"No dear, your current condition is very worrying! Let's call Abah who knows who's up" Zulfa tried to appease his eldest daughter.

Tuuuut....

Tuuuuuttt...

Tuuuuuuttt...

"Hallo Assalamu'allaikum?" Ummi's voice was heard from a connected phone connection.

"Goddessalam, Ummi? I'm sorry, son, is his grace still in the cabin?" Zulfa said with a breath that was a little cringe typical of the voice of a panicked person.

"Eh doctor Zulfa huh? His grace has been out of the cottage since ba'da Isya bun, what's the matter?" Ummi asked in a soft tone.

"Oh this is Ummi, his grace cannot be contacted, and this bleeding Sasha we are on our way to the hospital" said Zulfa who could no longer cover up her panic.

"Inalillahi, which hospital is bun?" Ask Ummi who suddenly panicked.

"Later I share lock ya Ummi, this I want to continue to contact Rahmat again" said Zulfa.

"Oh yes well" Sahut Ummi

"Assalamu'allaikum" Zulfa said hello

"Waalaikumussalam" Ummi answered before the phone connection was cut off. Zulfa called Rahmat again in the hope that her daughter-in-law would pick up the phone from her.

At the cottage Ummi was running out of his room and looking for the whereabouts of Abah in the mosque, sure enough middle-aged man the owner of the boarding school Darussalam was seen standing in the doorway of the mosque, the mosque, he was just about to set foot out of the mosque.

"SOBAH!!" Shouted Ummi who ran away from the distance.

"What's Ummi?" Sahut Abah by continuing his steps out of the mosque and meeting his wife.

"And what? The grace has arrived home, right?" Abah also thought about whether Grace existed in such crucial moments.

"Well that's Abah, Grace could not be contacted since then" said Ummi lethargic.

"We've followed Moza and Dr Zulfa!" Abah said, the two of them immediately went to the hospital with an address that had been shared lock by Zulfa.

In the hospital, Grace was pushing the gurney along with several nurses, half running towards the operating room.

"Sorry sir, wait outside!" Said a nurse after arriving at the front door of the operating room.

"Yes Sus" Sahut Rahmat brief. After that he reached into the pocket of his pants and took out a cell phone, just now he was going to contact Sasha, there on his phone screen was listed some missed calls with the name "Mother Zulfa".

" Masha'Allah what is this?" With increased panic, Grace called Zulfa back.

While he was being preoccupied with the voice of Tuuuuuttt.... Tuuuuttt...Tuuuut... He accidentally saw the shadow of Moza who was half-running by holding someone and heading to the ER, and behind him was Zulfa who followed him.

"Who? are you in the ER room? and who's dad's carrying?" Murmuring Rahmat was curious, he walked in their footsteps, and when he reached the ER he approached Zulfa and Moza who were sitting limp beside the ER door.

"Assalamu'allaikum father, mother?" Grace grabs the hands of her two in-laws and kisses her in turn.

"Waalaikumussalam" Sahut Zulfa and Moza almost simultaneously.

"Where have you been? the phone is not picked up!" Zulfa was a little irritated but could still control her.

"Sorry Bun was there was an accident on the road and it happened to be my pregnant friend, and now he is in the operating room" said Grace.

"Oh yeah, just pray that Sasha is okay" Sahut Zulfa said.

"Sasiah? so then? that one?"

"Yes who was carried by Sasha's father who was bleeding heavily" explained Zulfa, Rahmat immediately turned his eyes towards Moza and sure enough Moza's sleeves there were a lot of blood stains.

Soon the doctor who handled Sasya came out and looked for Sasha's family.

"Family Ny. Sasha?" Just said the doctor.

"I'm her husband doc" said Grace enthusiastically.

"Could come with me to my room for a minute sir!" Without diminishing the respect Grace oun directly followed her from behind.

Zulfa and Moza entered the ER room to see the condition of his eldest daughter.

"Mother? daddy's? where is his mercy?" With a weak voice Sasha was still searching for the whereabouts of her husband who had not been seen there.

"So son, Grace is still in the doctor's office" Zulfa said gently.

In the doctor's office...

"What happened to my wife, Doc?" Ask Grace enthusiastically.

"Patience sir, the fetus in the bladder of Ny. Sasha can't be saved, maybe. Sasha fell?" Said the doctor who had just dealt with Sasha.

"Fetus? mean doctor? my wife is pregnant?" Ask the Graces who do not know the truth.

"Yes, sir, the wife of the father is pregnant, but again patient sir" said the doctor.

"Then? do I have to do a dock curette?" Ask Grace.

"Yes sir because otherwise there will be damage in the hull Ny. Sasha" Obviously the doctor.

"Okay doc, I leave everything to the doctor, do my best for my wife" said Grace, the doctor nodding and smiling.

When Grace came out of the doctor's room and was about to walk towards the ER where her wife was being treated, suddenly a nurse called her.

"Sir Mercy? " Sontak Rahmat immediately stopped his steps and turned his head.

"Yes me?" Sahut Grace.

"The caesarean section of my father's wife is done and everything is going normally, and now when my father is trying to get the father" explained the nurse.

"Baby??...

seriate...