That Time Is Coming
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Malik and Asyifa ran along the corridor of the Hospital to the ER after getting information from the receptionist.

Even Asyifa was about to fall if Malik did not catch her swiftly. There is no answer to her tears that represent her sadness.

After they arrived, Asyifa immediately approached Annisa the Mother who had cried bitterly. "How's Bun doing?" ask Syifa impatiently. There was a vibrating tone in his voice.

Annisa shakes no idea. "The doctor hasn't come out of this." Asyifa hugged her Mother and cried even though it was rare. There are more hit than her, there are more must in stronger than her.

Malik approached Reyyan who was there with his wife. "How can it be like this, bro?" ask Malik worried.

"We don't know either. I got word that everything is here. I want to ask Aunt Nisa but her moment like her is not right." said Reyyan. "Well, I'll ask myself." Malik patted Reyyan on the shoulder and walked over to Annisa and Asyifa as well.

"So calm down, well, everything's gonna be okay?" Rise trying to calm down.

"How can Mother be calm! your child is in the operating room and Mother does not know the situation now!" Annisa replied with a slight raise of her tone.

"Malik knows if Mommy is worried, but Mommy can't be like this who just cries right, we pray'a so that Ameer is okay yh? calm down Mother, Ameer now needs a prayer' we Bun, "the gentle greeting from Malik makes Annisa wake up from her anxiety.

Annisa was silent from her sobbing, no longer crying just a recitation of prayer' all she did. Although occasionally she wiped her fallen tears.

The doctor came out of the operating room and approached them. "The patient has passed his critical period, just because of the violent collision due to an accident it is possible that if the patient is aware, he will forget who he is. And the patient's family I hope his cooperation to always be near the patient," said the doctor and passed away.

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"Not conscious yet, Bun?" ask Malik. Annisa. "Not yet, it's been three days but Ameer hasn't opened her eyes either" she said.

Malik breathed a rough breath. "Mother go home first rest, Malik will take care of Ameer. Malik doesn't want you to be sick." Malik holds Annisa's shoulder.

"Mother doesn't want to go home with Malik." Annisa shakes. "Mother wants if Mother is sick continue can not take care of Ameer? no, right?!" Annisa nodded again. "So Malik beg Mommy to rest well, Malik please".

Annisa nodded in the end. "Yes, Mother is home. If there's anything call Mother yeah." Annisa got up from her seat and walked out, but before reaching the doorknob, Annisa was unsteady and fell down.

"Mother!" malik shouted and approached his in-laws. "Bone! wake Bun!" Malik patted Annisa's cheek but did not notice.

"Please!" shouted Malik. Reyyan was walking when he heard shouting from Ameer's room immediately ran over.

"Oh Allah Aunty!" reyyan panicked. "Call the doctor now Rey!" pinta Malik's. "O , okay!" Reyyan ran and called the doctor.

Reyyan returned with a doctor and a nurse. "Please bring it inside" the doctor pointed to the room next to Ameer's. He immediately followed up on Annisa.

"How's doc?" ask Malik worried. "Anisa's mother is just stressed and lack of rest," the doctors said relieved Malik and Reyyan.

"How should I tell Asyifa this way." Malik scooped his own face violently in frustration.

On one side her sister-in-law had not yet realized from her coma, and now her mother-in-law was also unconscious due to exhaustion.

"I'll be the one to call Syifa." Reyyan volunteered. "No, I'll be." said Malik. "Yes already" Reyyan replied later.

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Malik was standing in front of his bedroom door, hesitating to knock what else opened his. Confused by the response given by the wife if she heard the news of Annisa who was sick due to fatigue.

"Oh my God, what should I do?" confused Malik. It's nothing, Asyifa's position is now breastfeeding two sons at once, she's afraid this news will affect her. Yes, of course it will affect him. If not, he will be disappointed.

And Ashifa's disappointment will be difficult to get her trust back. "Ah stop! come on Malik dare you!" malik encouraged himself.

He took a deep breath and was about to open the door but before it opened, it had already opened by itself making him startled. "Mas is home? how fast, Mother where?" ask Asyifa in a row and look for the existence of the Mother makes Malik drunk.

"Mom, Mom, Mother at the Hospital. Yes, in the Hospital." Malik replied with a stutter.

Asyifa frowned confusedly. "Cock Mother does not go home? said you want to replace Mother?" ask her.

"I,,, that's Yang, Ma'am,, mother again in the care," Malik's voice grew smaller. Asyifa. A second later he went back into the room and opened his closet.

"You want Yang?" ask Malik worried. "You go to Mother." Asyifa went into the bathroom and changed her clothes.

Malik kept knocking on the bathroom door but there was no word. Asyifa came out and was about to get out of her room. Malik pulls Ashifa's hand, making the woman stop her steps. "Where are you going?" ask Malik.

"I want to see Mother!" asyifa exclaimed, a drop of her tears fell down. Malik remained silent not answering.

"I want to take care of Mother Malik! let go of my hands!" exclaiming her.

"You want to leave your two sons here?!" shouted Malik growled. Asyifa was stunned to hear Malik's high voice.

Salim and Salman cried loudly at the voice of the father. Malik glanced at his two crying sons and then looked back at Ashifa's face soaked in tears.

Malik took Asyifa into his arms. "Please baby, understand the situation. Now it's not for the selfish, you have a baby, and not just one but two. They need you dear" Malik tried to persuade his wife.

Asyifa cried out. "I'm sorry Mas, torment ,, torment ,," the cry of Asyifa made Malik's heart ache. But this is not anyone's fault, all you have to think about is the healing of the two people they care about.

"Later Mas told Mama to come here well, so that there could be a change to take care of Mommy and Ameer." Malik. Asyifa nodded in agreement. The father of two breathed a sigh of relief.

WARM GREETINGS FROM DISAPPOINTED AUTHOR 😍😍.