Stars for Earth
Ngilu Follow

In the evening, papa, mama, Arya, and Sarah come to visit Najma. They were so grateful and happy that Najma had woken up.

"Najma, thank you for waking up son, happy mom is also grateful" said Hamida.

"Yes Ama, papa is also happy you woke up, papa ga could see Ardi was so sad with your condition at that time," said Rahman.

"Yes Ama, I was also afraid, because I myself split your stomach and took out your baby, now what? Any complaints?" ask Sarah.

"Ehm, still pain under the stomach" said Najma.

"Oh the stitches, just I check, papa same mas Arya came out first dong, want to see the stitches of Najma," pinta Sarah. Papa and Arya immediately walked out of that VIP treatment room.

Sarah opened the belly of Najma, the mother had gone away because she did not feel the heart to see Najma's wounds. Ardi who just came out of the bathroom, his mustache has been shaved and his beard has been trimmed.

"Mas, Mas Ardi was handsome, ma shea Allah," grimacing with pain, she praised her husband's good looks.

"Newly know yes," replied Ardi.

"You guys, here Ar, look," call Sarah to show a tear underneath Najma's belly. Ardi approached, he saw under Najma's stomach, a neatly sewn tear, but made him sick, Ardi seemed to feel pain, from the wound was born their little daughter, so hard struggle to be a mother.

"Ngapain grimacing that?" ask Sarah who noticed the change in Ardi's face.

"A ugly stitch, huh?" ask Sarah again.

"Well, aesthetic, there will be no prominent marks later, but it is painful to see" said Ardi.

"Well you do Ar, it's a pain, usually you even open people's heads," said Sarah while covering Najma's wounds with waterproof plaster.

"Yes, yes different aja Mba, this is my own wife who was split in the stomach, so more how is it, grieving to see it," said Ardi while caressing the back of Najma's hand. Najma smiles to herself at her mellow husband.

"Yes Mba, it feels very sultry, want to take a shower," said Najma.

"Alright, I stay first yes, tomorrow morning there is another operation, want to rest," said Sarah.

"Yes, Mama also said, Akbar must be nyariin," said Hamida, who during Najma's hospital he who guards Akbar.

"I'm very upset, same Akbar, can't he come here Mas?" ask Najma.

"Yes, I can, but for a moment yes, it can not be too long in a small child's hospital," said Ardi.

"Okay, tomorrow let mama bring here Akbar with Bu Tami, we go home first yes, rest Ama, hopefully quickly recover and quickly go home," said Hamida.

"Yes Ma, Ama also has no patience in wanting to quickly return home" said Najma.

"Babe, I'll take them for a minute, won't you let me stay for a while?" ask Ardi.

Najma smiled and nodded her ass, knowing that Ardi might be saturated in this room, let her husband breathe the fresh air out there.

Najma unlocked her phone which was inactive for a few days.

"God has so many messages coming in" Najma muttered, he began to open the message one by one, he did not reply to any of the messages he received, because his head was still a little dizzy. The average person who sent the message was an employee and a souvenir house partner who worked with his shop, and the contents all prayed for Najma to recover quickly and be healthy again. Najma only writes status on her WhatsApp.

"Jazaakumullaahu khayran friends who have been praying for me," that's all, then put the rectangular flat object back in the closet near his bed.

"Tok.tok..tok.." someone knocked on the door, Najma just looked at the door to see who was coming this late. Somewhat afraid of him too, because Ardi has not returned as well.

"Assalamualaikum, Mba Najma, can I come in?" ask the curly-haired woman.