The Pledge of Love The Hafizh Qur'An
rahma and Hasna Conversations
Until the night was getting late, the family of Huda sir had gone home as well as Zahra. Ustadz Irsyad and Ustadz Rahmat were sitting next to Rahma and Hasna.
The two sat down without a word coming out of each of their mouths, accompanied by the sound of night bugs in the silent hospital hallway.
"Teh Hasna." Call Rahma to break the silence. The distance between ustadz Irsyad and ustadz Rahmat with their wives is quite far, that is why Rahma can open her voice. Hasna.
"Does Teteh still hold a vexation with me?" Rahma looked straight ahead. Hasna was silent, not wanting to answer. Until Rahma's breath makes Hasna feel more awkward. "I'm sorry, maybe because of Hasna's incompatibility with me making Hasna tea dislike Noah. Or maybe because I broke the heart of Hasna Tea, Hasna Tea so?" Rahma's words were cut off, as Hasna's hand held Rahma's right hand. Rahma.
"I have never hated Noah because we once banged Rahma." Hasna. Rahma fell silent, her eyes began to glaze back. She was still very upset, but for the sake of maintaining the good name of the husband, and the bond of Noah with Faqih Rahma held her back as if wanting to overflow at this time.
"What is my child who is not good at home? He must be less diligent huh? Or maybe she's just disappointed that she can't cook?" Rahma's tears are dripping. Hasna was like that, she shook her head slowly.
"No Ma'am Rahma... It's not like that. I realized, your son is trying so hard to do his homework, in our house" Hasna replied.
"It's a matter of the heart" Umma Hasna's reply made Rahma's forehead wrinkle. "I'm sorry, because I feel like I fit in with the second daughter of Siti's sister, and had hoped Faqih with Zahra would be a match."
"Just because of that?" Ask Rahma. Hasna nodded. "Honestly, I was hurt too. Even more hurt when you hear my daughter still can flatter you, even though I don't know what her heart is like, you must understand what I mean by Tea, as a fellow mother. If our position is changed? How you feel." Connect Rahma.
"I'm sorry... I'm sorry." Hasna replies, holding Rahma's right hand. While Rahma just sighed without answering again, until both of them again dissolved in silence. Scrolling through the night is getting late.
While inside, Faqih still recited a message to Noah who was getting more and more asleep in his sleep.
With his hands gently rubbed the belly of Noah, hoping that the pain would be dispelled, and his lover could cheerfully greet him again tomorrow.
Seriate...