
Just as Ustadz Farhat left, Abi Rahmat and Umma Hasna came, they approached Faqih sitting alone in a long chair.
In his arms the son was very concerned, Ustadz Rahmat encouraged the sad-looking Faqih. Following the embrace of Umma Hasna.
"When did Noah get sick? Why can't we know?" Ask Abi Rahmat.
"Si Eneng never showed her pain. Let alone Abi and Umma, Faqih only found out today," Faqih replied lowered his head.
"Yes Allah... How can we explain to ustadz Irsyad?? You should be able to take care of your wife even more, she is your responsibility Faqih. You're the one who took him...!" Abi Rahmat's words sounded disappointed. Umma Hasna took the husband's hand.
"Abi, don't blame Faqih. That's all because Noah didn't want to be honest, right? Who knows if he's sick if he doesn't talk himself."
"Umma can still blame Umma's own son-in-law? Istighfar Umma."
"That's true Abi."
"Pig, Umma. Vallahi... Please don't be like this. Especially Umma, please do not blame Faqih's wife who has covered her pain. Here Faqih is guilty... Faqih who paid little attention, all because of Faqih's work in order to please Noah, but failed." Faqih was sad again. Until Abi Rahmat embraced Faqih again.
"It's been... There is nothing to blame, this is just the misfortune of Faqih. Take it easy, ustadz Irsyad will understand." Abi Rahmat rubbed Faqih's back, calming.
For almost half an hour they waited.ustadz Irsyad and Rahma came.
A very anxious Rahma went straight to Faqih after greeting and greeting the three people who were there.
"A'a... What happened to Dede? Since when did Dede experience his pain until he was colicky?" Ask Rahma.
"Actually, it's been a few days. There may be more weeks" Faqih replied.
"A week? Why was she brought to the hospital?" Rengek Rahma's. Ustadz Irsyad held Rahma's shoulders.
"Umma, istighfar." Whispering the husband, Rahma was immediately beristighfar lirih.
"Sorry Rahma, all this time Eneng just kept quiet. He never talks if he's sick." Umma Hasna replied because Faqih was silent. The two looked at each other in order to avoid things that Abi Rahmat did not want just grabbed the hand of Umma Hasna shifted him slowly, then approached Ustadz Irsyad.
"I'm sorry, brother, we paid little attention to Noah." Abi Rahmat felt bad for Abi Irsyad. While Abi Irsyad only rubbed the shoulders of Ustadz Rahmat while hugging.
"Sat...?" Just now Faqih was going to speak Irsyad was immediately turned to Faqih, "forgive Faqih Bi. Please forgive Faqih." Sobbed.
"You're a good husband Faqih... Don't be sad, don't blame yourself." Ustadz Irsyad.
"Honestly Abi, Faqih had been busy trading honey and dates. In order to realize Noah's desire to study in Cairo. To the extent that Faqih does not know that Faqih's wife is sick, please forgive Faqih Bi..." Hugged Abi Irsyad tighter.
Irsyad was silent for a moment. All who were there especially Umma Hasna was surprised, she only knew her son to trade dates all. If there were no Rahma and Irsyad maybe he would express his disappointment to Faqih, who had already studied higher education but still deigned to trade like that.
Sighing since. "What, Abi's daughter told you she wanted to go to Cairo?" Asked Irsyad, he hoped not, because if it did? Maybe he would blame Noah.
"No Bi," Faqih replied.
"The answer honestly. Did Abi's daughter ask for that?"
"Wallahi is not Bi, it's Faqih's own wish. Faqih was just a kasian looking at him sad when he saw anything that smelled Egyptian."
"Astagfirullah al'azim." Ustadz Irsyad muttered, releasing his embrace.
"Bi?" Call Faqih to speak but the hands of Ustadz Irsyad slightly raised.
"Ustadz, I'm coming." Ustadz Rahmat called.
"Let's tadz." Irsyad smiled, and walked the two towards the hospital mosque.
Leaving all three there.
As Rahma walked towards Hasna, she grabbed Hasna's hand and hugged her.
"Tea... Thanks." Said Rahma with her hoarse voice. While Hasna's tea was silent she was confused, why did Rahma say thank you? It's what he's done. "Thank you for loving my daughter."
The deg...! Hasna was fixated, she had not even returned Rahma's embrace. While Faqih who was there just silent.
"Nuha always flattered you, in front of me. He said he was very grateful, thanks to Umm Hasna. She's cooking, she's doing whatever I've never even taught her before." Rahma's voice faltered. Hasna was getting riveted, she felt? Never did anything other than treat Noah so coldly. "I'm ashamed of you Hasna tea. I'm ashamed, for thinking badly of you before. Please forgive me Hasna tea. Please forgive me." Isak Rahma's.
"Ep... Rahma's mother." Both Hasna's hands trembled back Rahma's embrace, until the clear thread suddenly dripped.... What did your daughter say? Did he never speak of my bad attitude towards him?' inner Hasna.
"Sorry Tea Hasna, and thank you so much for loving my daughter. And make it comfortable in your house." Rahma continued, Hasna also tightened her embrace.
"I'm the one who should be apologizing Rahma. I'm the one who should be apologizing." Hasna was crying in a position to hug each other.
While Faqih who heard that increasingly felt guilty, he really believed that Noah was very close whatever happened in his parents' house. He turned to the door of the operating room, hoping that the operation would end soon and he could hug the wife immediately, and apologize to her.
***
Inside the mosque, the two middle-aged men recited after performing the Sunnah prayer together.
In a scroll of prayer beads, and the dhikr that he offered ustadz Irsyad shed his tears. He recalled the time when Noah came to him carrying a laptop in his hand.
(Flashback is on)
With a slow step, Nuha approached Abi Irsyad who was sitting at the dinner table while drinking a cup of coffee, accompanying Umma Rahma who was washing dishes.
"Pig..." Nuhah said as he sat in the chair next to Abi Irsyad.
"Emmm?" Abi Irsyad put down his cup. "What's wrong?"
"That's why Rumi took S2 in Bandung. If Nuha also took the S2 can't?" Ask Noah carefully.
Irsyad was smiling. "By deck... Dede, where are you going to get the S2?" He rubbed off Noah's head. The girl immediately smiled her cheerful smile. Then put the laptop on the table, and opened it in front of his father.
"see Bi....? Jin.jeng... Al Azhar, Cairo." Noah answered excitedly. "Could ya Bi... Nuhah please, "put both hands together.
"Indeed, there is no campus in Indonesia, should you go all the way there?" Abi Irsyad immediately turned his face away.
"There's Bi, but Nuha really wants to go there Bi. Noah's on a scholarship." Holding his father's right hand. While Rahma who also heard only turned her head while smiling and then shook her head.
"Ummas... Abi's coffee is over. Abi wants to pray first." Abi Irsyad moved and rubbed Noah's head while smiling and waltzing away.
"Pig... Answer first, you can't Bi." Nuha was sad. While the father just kept stepping away leaving him without answering anything.
(Flashback is off)