The Regrets of the Child and Husband
PAS 80

Budi is now officially detained after all the evidence of his crime is completed. Of course, it is a fresh air for Amar because finally his small family life will return to calm and peace.

Tok tok ...

"Assalamu'alaikum" said Aliyah from behind the door. Amar who was replying to a message with Herman immediately raised his head. His smile instantly burst when he saw the arrival of his wife.

"Honey," he said with bright sparkling eyes. He immediately put down his phone and then spread out both hands so that Aliyah immediately entered into his arms.

With a reddened face because he came there not alone, but with the mother-in-law also walked closer to the bed. He immediately threw his body into Amar's arms.

"Honey, I'm really kangen. Even though only one night did not meet, it was already heavy," said Amar.

Aliyah blushed, then gently hit Amar's upper arm.

"Gombal," she sneered with a crunching feeling. They are like a teenage couple who are stricken by kasmaran alone.

"Heh, it seems like the mother is considered a mosquito poison nih," always Mother Naima made Amar chuckle. Then he broke his embrace.

"Mother, disturb his son again kangen-kenan aja. Say your mother is envious. Tuh, there is a high quality widower, why not the same as him, Bun. Amar agreed, "said Amar referring to Mr. Akmal, the owner of the company where he worked.

"Ck .. You're nothing, Mar. Where maybe people like Akmal like Mother. We are far apart, you know. Like the word, not as level," the murmur of Naima's mother made Amar increasingly chuckle.

"So if Mr Akmal wants to, you want to too, is that it?" seductive Amar again that makes Naima's mother immediately upset and throw the child with a sofa pillow.

"Ni son ngeselin really. Ah, mommy's going to the cafeteria for a second. Thirsty," said Mother Naima while turning her body away from there.

After the departure of Mother Naima, Amar also laughed loudly.

"Mas um, very fond of godain mother."

Amar cleared his throat to control his laughter, "the gold is just pity for the mother, dear. Years of living alone, without a man accompanying, it feels selfish if Mas just keep silent to let the mother spend the rest of her time in loneliness. I really hope you find your lost happiness. I would love to see my mother happy with someone standing next to her, looking after her, protecting her, pouring out her love and love. Mas still remember how hard the struggle mother to raise Mas and Amara. Struggling alone, tirelessly, without a single person accompanying, for the sake of his children, banging bones day and night. Mas also often saw the mother crying in every bow. Weeping over the betrayal of father, weeping over his unfortunate fate, weeping over the fate of us who must feel the bitterness of life and lose a father. The wound of the mother's heart is so deep because that's what makes Mas hate the father more," said Amar, glaring, reminiscing about his sad past. "Dan ... He almost followed in my footsteps. Until now, I feel very sorry. That's stupid, honey. Mas hated what he did, but Mas almost followed in his footsteps" he added sadly as he recalled how he had hurt and disappointed Aliyah and her children.

Aliyah smiled, "it's all the past, Mas. No need to remember anymore. What is important in the future is that we do not repeat similar mistakes. Let's just say it's one of the tests of our domestic journey. No household just goes well. Each household has its own test. Just make it a lesson, take the lesson. Hopefully after this our household becomes more sturdy yes, Mas," said Aliyah sage.

"Aamiinu. I hope yes, dear. Sorry, while being a husband, Mas still has a lot of flaws."

"No man is perfect, my friend. At least we're always trying to improve."

Amar smiled and grabbed Aliyah in his arms.

"Oh yeah, Mas, almost forgot, your leg ... Can you really walk, honey?" Amar broke his arms and touched Aliyah's feet.

"It seems so, Mas. Aliyah will be in control soon."

Amar smiled, "Allah is God. I never thought that day when I suddenly saw you standing up. Mas until speechless. It turns out that there is wisdom behind the calamity that befalls us," he said so happy.

In the afternoon, accompanied by Amar and Mother Naima, Aliyah also performed checks on both legs. Amar and Mother Naima to not stop saying hamdalah because finally Aliyah can walk again. And according to the results of the examination, Aliyah's leg was completely healed.

There were so many miracles in Aliyah's life. Though only a few days ago he examined the state of cancer cells that had been detected a month ago had not completely disappeared, but when examined again, the cancer cells were no longer there. Cancer that had gnawed Aliyah's head was declared lost so that Aliyah was declared completely healed.

They were only asked to be careful so that Aliyah was not exhausted excessively because Aliyah's kidney was only one. As for the chance to get pregnant again, the doctor stated it could still be. But it must be frequent control so that everything remains safely under control.

Amar was happy not to play. Then added to the healing of Aliyah's legs, the happiness increased. Amar unceasingly thanked in his heart for all the miracles and opportunities God gave.

"But really want to go home? But luka Mas still hastily gini you know. Aliyah was horrified to see it," said Aliyah when she heard the husband asked to be sent home that day.

"Yes, Mar, you're here until your wounds heal."

"Mas wants to rest at home, baby. Precisely if at the hospital, Mas's hospital can quickly recover because of the Mas's pain medicine that you and the children," he told Aliyah. "I want healing at home, Bun. Please!" melas Amar's. Mother Naima who could not bear to say yes.

"Yes, let me take care of the administration."

"Eh, you're Mal, since when were you there?" asked Naima mother was surprised because Mr. Akmal suddenly joined their conversation.

"Since a few minutes ago."

"Why did you just come in?"

Mr. Akmal smiled wrongly, "yes, I take care of his administration first."

"Why do you take care of it?" ask Mother Naima wonder. Was Amar who he was? Only employees, why should the boss bother to intervene alone?

"Thank you, sir. Sorry to be troublesome," interrupted Amar who actually understood the purpose of the big boss's movements.

"Yes already, we take care of it alone," broke up Naima mother finally.

After Akmal and Naima came out, Amar chuckled.

"It looks like we'll soon have a future father-in-law, Yang."

"Well! How can?" ask Aliyah confused.

Amar was anxious with Aliyah's insensitive attitude towards such things even pinched her cheeks slowly.

"You are getting more and more excited. Mas so pingin cepet go back to your side all day," banyan Amar.

Meanwhile, in a fairly large house, there was a middle-aged woman with a disheveled appearance who seemed to be shouting hysterically.

"Fisa, Fisa, where are you, honey? It's Mama, Son. Fisa .. "the screech while ruffling her hair.

Then he saw a doll on Nafisa's bed. The woman smiled and then grabbed him into a sling.

"Honey, cup, cup, cup, don't cry! It's mama. Mama ... Ciluk Baa, ciluk Baa ..."

"Is she still crying? You're thirsty, honey. Yeah, Fisa wait, mama make milk first."

Then the middle-aged woman placed the doll on the bed. Then he ran to the kitchen. His forehead frowned as he looked at the order of his own kitchen. He was confused what to do.

"Ah, I have to cook water first huh. Which stove is yes. Ah, this."

The woman was looking for something for a water container. There are kettles for cooking water. Fill it with water. After that put the kettle on the stove.

"What is the guts?"

The woman was confused again. Then he fiddled with the stove until the fire was lit.

The woman clapped her hands as the stove lit up.

Instantly he remembered the doll he thought was Nafisa who was a baby. He immediately returned to his room and held his doll.

"Cup, cup, cup, Fisa don't cry. There's a mama here. Papa won't be able to harm us anymore. We will go far away. Later mama will find a new good papa, unlike the evil papa Fisa. Cup, cup, cup ... Oh, Fisa's sleepy. Bobok yuk!"

The woman who was none other than the Gita was lying down while hugging the doll which she thought was Nafisa who was still a baby. Since Nafisa's death, her mind has been shaken. His mind seemed to go back to the past, the time when Nafisa was still a baby.

Finally, Gita fell asleep while hugging the doll. He did not remember turning on the stove. The stove continued to burn, the water that Gita cooked earlier slowly dried up. Without the Gita knowing, the fire had grown and grabbed other items in the kitchen. The fire also grew. Black smoke filled some of the house. But Gita is still sleeping.

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