Sequel My Ustadz My Husband - Prospective Master
The Part 120

Granny Amy was no less surprised to hear of the death of Rossa that she never thought would be as fast as her. Likewise with Asthma, since Amar forbade Maryam to meet Rossa, Asma was the one who so routinely visited Rossa in prison and made them become close.

Amar himself was still so hit, it hurt when really left by the mother. It used to be so easy to say her mother was dead, but now she can no longer say the word.

And even more surprising, the 50 million money Rossa took just for her funeral expenses, Rossa gave the money to Jihan who had been a friend who had been like her sister. Rossa said if the money had any leftover, then just give it to people in need. Amar was moved to hear Rossa's explanation. Her mother had prepared her own funeral expenses as if she was really a kara and no one would take care of her. His son and family still exist.

In addition, their house is also sold and has been sold because there has been someone who has long wanted the house. And the money from the sale was given to nursing homes and orphanages on behalf of Ezra, thanks for the birth of his first grandchild. Which once again makes Amar crispy. Her mother loved her very much, and Amar was only filled with hatred all this time.

All this time Rossa thought he would remain alone and indeed he was alone until his death. But who would have thought, who prayed for him on the day of his death and also took care of and delivered him to the cemetery not a few, all members of the family Maryam came, Maryam, likewise with his own family, of course, because Amar called them. Asking her Mama's family to end the hatred for her Mama.

After the funeral was over, people began to leave the funeral as well as the Rossa family. But Amar who seemed to not believe his mother had died remained there, holding the mother's tombstone. His heart is filled with regrets that are no use to him.

"Patience, Son..." Abi Khalil patted her on the shoulder "Every living person will surely die, a living person will indeed die"

"I can't believe Mama left so soon, Cake. When I want to fix everything, when I want Mama to be my mother again. He left instead, left in this state, and he died without anyone accompanying him in the last seconds of his life, he said, she always cries whenever I can't look her in the eye and I'm reluctant to call her Mama"

Abi Khalil embraced Amar and stroked his shoulder gnawing, Amar still wept silently.

"No one can guess destiny, son. That's why we have to do everything as best we can. And you've been trying to mend your relationship with him, but if destiny is still other. Maybe that's better. Now calm yourself, and go home. Do not dissolve in sadness because the dead do not need our tears, but rather need to express and pray from us. And remember, there's still your grandmother, wife and kids you need to take care of"

Amar immediately hugged his grandfather-in-law and thanked him. What else is there because she helped her mother's funeral.

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After returning home from Rossa's funeral, Afsana immediately took a bath and after her he lay in bed because he felt very tired and sleepy, and only a few moments lay down now he fell asleep. Faraz who just entered his room thought Afsana was just sleeping, but when he flicked his hands in front of Afsana's face, Afsana remained unmoved and sounded a soft snore.

"An..." Faraz tried to pat Afsana on the cheek but Afsana just groaned, Faraz also put the back of his hand on Afsana's forehead, he was worried Afsana was sick because at the end of this he looked pale. His body temperature is normal.

Faraz rushed to take a bath to clean himself, because tonight he has a schedule to fill the study in the santri putra.

While Afsana woke up shortly after Faraz entered the bathroom, she felt nauseous and was about to vomit. He also banged on the bathroom door that made Faraz immediately open it.

"What's up, Deck?" faraz asked worriedly but Afsana instead pulled Faraz out. Then he came in and locked the door.

Kiki Faraz banged on the door and asked Afsana to open the door because she was very worried about her wife. What else when it sounds like his wife is vomiting.

"Truck... Open the door, what do you do, right?"

"An... You sick?"

"Medicine..."

The door opened and Afsana appeared with a reddened face.

"Engga, it looks like Ana caught a cold" said Ana looks increasingly limp.

"Well, take your medicine and you're rested? You're pale, Deck. As soon as we go to the doctor ", Faraz said, caressing Afsana's cheek with the back of her hand.

"What a thing, brother. Just catch a cold, later Ana makes ginger tea. It must be better" replied Afsana then clasping Faraz's hand which was still stroking his cheek and Afsana kissed him with a friendly, friendly, making Faraz feel strange with the romantic and spoiled nature of Afsana the latter seems to increase.

"Yes, I took a shower first. You wanna come?" it was Faraz who made Afsana laugh.

"Well, Ana took a shower"

"Oh yeah, tonight I'm going to the boarding school. You wanna come along? Abi Sama Ummi is also still at Maryam's house "

"That's right, there's Nena here"

"Yes, you'll have to wait for brother. Afraid her brother's coming home late, you're sleeping first"

"Byeah, Deck... Why?" faraz asked, but Afsana immediately went out of the room without answering Faraz. Makes Faraz sigh heavily.

"Again the moon yes, then his sensi"

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Bilal and Asma are still at Maryam's house, and they are still deeply saddened by Rossa's death.

Granny Amy also said that she was very sorry for not releasing Rossa from the beginning, since she knew Rossa was innocent. At that time Granny Amy really hated Rossa and labeled Rossa as a sinner for her curse behavior.

"Actually we can not label someone as a sinner, what else blasphemy him. Because if one night he weeps for his sin and repents, then he can be the lover of the Khaliq" Bilal said.

"You're right. I'm really sorry, I should have known he had changed and we could have fixed everything. But hatred has taken hold of my heart and Amar's"

"That's human, hatred is a thing that must exist in humans. But now is not the time to regret the past, even though Mama Amar is dead but we can still give her love, that is by continuing to send her prayers"

While Amar still looks sad, but he tries to hold her back. Because it's true said his grandfather-in-law, what his mother needed was not tears, but to the jaunt and prayer.

"Darling..." Amar who had cleaned himself up on the bed, approached Maryam who was currently breastfeeding their son.

"You're good, right?" maryam asked while stroking Amar's left cheek with her right hand. While Maryam's left hand was made Ezra's head pillow which is currently still fun suckling "Sorry I slapped you" said Maryam later while continuing to caress Amar's cheek that he had slapped.

"I'm really sorry, I shouldn't have slapped my husband. A wife is forbidden to raise a hand on her husband, it is a great sin" she said and Maryam shed tears. A sign that he really regretted his actions. But Amar quickly shook his head, and he kissed Mary's hand many times.

"That's a sin. You did it to wake me up, and your slap is proof that you care and love me so much"

"I really love you"

"I love you so much too" Amar and Maryam threw smiles and loving gazes at each other.

And when Baby Ezra fell asleep, Maryam put her to bed in a baby box. After that he took a box that was on top of the nightstand.

"Tante Jihan gave this, her word is from Mama" said Maryam as she gave the box to Amar.

"What's the contents?"

"I haven't opened yet, I think you have the right to open it"

Amar opened the box and the contents were a scarf and also a baby clothes that seemed to be made by himself.

"Like this for Ezra." said Amar took out the scarf and knitted clothes and showed it to Maryam.

"There is a name, Ezra M D" said Maryam who saw at the end of the scarf there is an untidy embroidery, as in hunting.

"Good" said Amar. Then he tried to find something that might be tucked in the box, but there was no "I think at least Mama wrote me a letter" he said sadly, because her mom really just left. No parting words or conversations of love and longing.

"This is more than a love letter" said Maryam while giving back the shirt and scarf to Amar. Amar smiled and nodded.

"May Papa and Amora also excuse Mama, may they gather in the best place on His side"

"Aamiin"

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Tbc....