The Regrets of the Child and Husband
PAS 40

"Norris ... "

Amar jerks. His eyes blinked as his head ran to the right and to the left. Trying to digest his current existence.

His breath is still hunting. As soon as possible Amar tried to digest what was really happening. A few seconds later, Amar was born. Then scooped his face rough. How much the dream seemed real.

But the fear still lingers. Amar rushed up from the bed where he had fallen asleep.

Aliyah had a seizure. The mother immediately approached him and the father to tell him what happened to Aliyah. Amar rushed to Aliyah's room. Waiting for news with heart beating. Fear really controls the heart and mind.

Because of the overwhelming fear, Amar to run recklessly. He even fell and rolled on the steps of the stairs because of the fear that gripped his heart tightly.

Prayers cannot be separated Amar recited at every step, hoping God still loves him and will give him the opportunity to redeem all sins and mistakes.

"Al, Aliyah," cried Amar when he arrived in front of Aliyah's room. At the same time, the doctor came out of the room. Amar rushed over and asked her about the state of the wife.

"How's my wife doing, Doc?" ask Amar.

The doctor gasped, "your wife's condition is stable. Although still not wake up from the coma, but hopefully in the future there will be progress," he said to make Amar finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.

After accompanying Aliyah for hours, it turned out to have entered Isya's time. Amar returned to the mosque to fulfill his duty. Perhaps because he was too tired, Amar yawned and laid his body there. He intended to close his eyes for a moment, expelling the drowsiness before returning to Aliyah's room. But apparently in his sleep, he had nightmares that made him barely able to breathe.

In his dream Aliyah left him. Go away for good. Go without giving him a chance to apologize or atone for all his wrongs and khilaf.

With breath still hunting, Amar ran towards Aliyah's room. Seeing his wife still breathing even with a tool on her nose, made Amar breathe a sigh of relief. In fact, he immediately dropped his body on the cold marble floor, making a prostration of gratitude because Aliyah was still there. He hasn't left yet. It's all just a nightmare.

It turned out that the dream was not only approaching Amar, but also the princess, namely Nana.

Nana cries hysterically at her home to be delivered to the hospital. Both of Aliyah's parents then advised to call Amar to find out the situation of Aliyah.

"Dad," Nana cried as the phone line connected.

Amar immediately moved away to talk to the princess.

"What's up, Na? Why are you yelling like that?"

"Dad, which mother? Nana wants to see mom? Mom's not papa, is she? Mother ... Mom didn't leave us, did she?" asked Nana while sobbing.

Amar. Did Nana dream the same as she dreamed.

"Why did Nana ask that? Mom is not papa. You want to see mom?"

Nana swiftly nodded, no matter whether Amar could see it or not.

"Yes dad. Nana wants to see mom. Nana ... Nana had a dream mom left us. Nana doesn't want to, Dad. Nana's afraid. Nana wants to come with me if I leave. Nana does not want to lose her mother" he said with a whim.

Then Amar quickly changed the call mode to video call. Amar also brought his camera closer to Aliyah.

When she saw her mother's pale face, Nana cried even more. She kept calling out the mother's name with tears in her eyes.

"Mom, I woke up dong, Mom. It's Nana. Nana kangen mom. Nana kangen mom's cooking. Nana kangen mother's voice. Wake up, Mom. Nana promised to be a submissive child. Nana's gonna help me take care of the sisters. Nana also wants to help mom cook, nyapu, wash dishes, anything, as long as mom wakes up. Mom, Nana's scared. Don't stay with Nana, Mom. Nana please, Mom. Wake up. Ma'am, Abang Gaffi and Adek Amri are also kangen mothers. They cry and keep looking for mom. Nana please, Mom, get up. Don'tgo. Don't stay with us. Huhuhuh ... "

Amar and Aliyah's parents and Naima's mother also shed tears upon hearing Nana's plea. They could also feel how much sadness and fear Nana felt.

Suddenly, Aliyah returned convulsions. Amar panic. So did Nana who saw directly even though only through video calls. Everyone is panicking. The fear is getting on everyone's mind especially that is Amar and Nana.

Amar immediately closed the unilateral call, then he rushed to call the doctor. It didn't take long, and the doctors and nurses ran to Aliyah's room.

"I beg you, Doc, let me come inside" begged the frightened Amar. Fear that this is a sign that he has no chance to correct his mistake.

"Sorry, sir, you better wait here. Trust us, we will definitely do our best to heal Aliyah's mother."

Amar finally could only resign. His body sagged to the floor. He was crying sobbing.

"O Allah, I beg you, heal Aliyah. Don't take him from us. If necessary, take the life of the servant as long as Aliyah can wake up again. As long as Aliyah can get back to health. Prayers to God, show Your greatness. Please God, heal. Heal it. Heal the servant's wife. Servant please."

Not long after, the door opened. From inside a man dressed in snelli came out with a glaring smile on his tired face.

Amar stood up to the doctor.

"Sir Amar, congratulations, your wife has regained consciousness. But for a while, you haven't been able to see the situation because the condition is still weak and still have to undergo further examination."

Hearing the doctor's words, Amar was happy not playing. He even immediately made a bow of gratitude.

The next day, Amar and the whole family stood at the door of Aliyah's room. Impatiently, Amar rushed in when he was invited.

"Honey, thank God, you're finally awake. I'm really happy," he said, who immediately grabbed Aliyah's hand. Aliyah glanced, but not a word came out of her lips. Look at his eyes empty. Different from the gaze of Aliyah all this time. He's like someone different.

"Al, do you hear me? Why are you just quiet?" asked Amar whose heart had been beating so fast.

"Go!" hisses.

Amar was stunned, "Al, it's me, honey. Amar, your husband, why are you telling me to leave. I ... "

"Go!" hissing again. Slowly, but with emphasis.

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