The Young Married
Hospital

"Yes Allah ... Mother," said Ghina while massaging her throbbing forehead. His eyes opened slowly, he tried to change position to sit.

He's not alone. There was Nafisah and also Umm Zainab who saw him with a look of pity. While Fatih, was staring at him from his position sitting on the sofa.

"You're aware, son?" ask Ummi Zainab and wipe down Ghina's veil.

"Ummi, I want to see Mom," pinta Ghina with tears urging her to come out.

"Dear, you calm down. Yuk, slowly Ummi help."

Nafisah also helped, he stroked the back of his sister-in-law with affection. "Patiently, dear Ghina, God will heal your mother."

"Aamin Ma'am."

Fatih who saw Ghina in a disheveled condition and face that swamp just sighed. He also followed the three women into his mother-in-law's room.

"Mom, wake. Mother is always strong" said Ghina with her hands stroking her cold face. Several medical devices were attached, making Ghina's heart throb at the sight.

"What did the doctor say? when did you wake up?" asked Ghina with a sob.

"Doctor said, Mother is still affected by drugs. God willing, night or tomorrow can be awakened," replied Imran trying to stay strong in front of the sister. The uniform of the mining company is even still attached to his athletic body, because he also just got news about his mother and immediately headed to the hospital.

"Sister, I'm gonna wake up, aren't I?" ask Ghina again. Imran nodded steadily, he pulled Ghina into his arms.

Umm Zainab, Nafisah and Fatih only listened to the two brothers talk. Imran seems to love Ghina as his sister, as if to be a substitute father for the girl.

"Cup cup, your eyes will be bigger if the cry continues. I also definitely don't like seeing you crybaby" said Ilham who joked to make Ghina upset with him. But baby, his sister just shook her head inside his chest.

"Sister, I love you, Mother" she wrote. He hugged Imran tightly.

"Yes, we both love Mom. Therefore, do not cry anymore, which is made up of his prayers. May you recover soon."

Ghina nodded softly, she let go of the embrace and looked at Ummi Zainab and her brother-in-law.

"Ummi, Ma'am Nafisah, thank you for ngunjungin Ibu" said Ghina who tried to wipe tears with her hands. The hood is rattled.

"Together Son, we will pray for your Mother's recovery. Oh yeah, Ummi brought you something for dinner tonight." Ummi Zainab glanced at the table that had been occupied by several plastic packages.

"Thank you Miss Nyai" said Imran.

"Ummi Nak" Ummi Zainab told Imran that the man with the eagle's gaze chuckled softly.

"Thank you, Ummi."

"Yes, if so ummi same Nafisah pamit ya."

Ghina greeted her mother-in-law and sister-in-law, while Imran cupped her hands with a smile on her lips.

"Fath, aren't you coming home?" asked Ghina who saw Fatih still faithfully sitting on the sofa.

"No, want to keep you here," Fatih replied casually.

Imran smiled at Fatih's words. "Where's your business, Fath?" ask Imran who is now sitting on the sofa.

"Alhamdulillah smoothly Bang. How does Brother work? was that directly from the company here?" tanya Fatih who was observing Imran's clothes.

"Yes, surprised you called, yes come straight here. For work problems as usual," explained Imran. "When did you graduate?" ask Imran.

"The 28th is the inauguration and farewell Bang."

"Well, cepet means. The plan is, where are you going to college?" asked Imran who was staring at Ghina and Fatih alternately.

"MISS."

"UNISKA."

Ghina and Fatih answered differently, making Imran furrow his eyebrows. "Well, how is it different? you're husband and wife, will you hold not one campus?"

Ghina and Fatih were silent. However, Fatih immediately answered him with a smile. "If the husband and wife do not have to be a campus Bang, which is important one house hehe."

Imran laughed softly. "It can, but why is it different? what do you want to major in Fath?"

"God willing computer, God willing linear same time majors SMK. At UNISKA, the accreditation of its majors is already A."

Imran mangosteen. "Oh pantes, in UIN is not there yet?"

"There's a Bang, just new. Accreditation B. So, I think it's better to choose A's all."

"Are you Na, what are you going to take?"

Ghina who was stunned while looking at the face of the mother turned her head. He was actually lazy to serve the question Imran, according to him is not the right time to discuss the major of college.

"Take business."

"Why not at UNISKA alone, with your husband, 'there is also a business faculty, yes Fath?" ask Imran.

"There's a Bang, but yeah it's a Bang guy's choice."

"Why are you trying? mending you guys just talk, how to let the campus. Also save on gasoline costs if the campus is equally deket. Suppose you cost on the deck of UIN, Fatih far to campus and vice versa. If you're both deket, you can go together."

"Like me, brother" said Ghina, he was somewhat upset by Imran's suggestion. "Private costs are expensive. Could be boke if husband and wife college in private."

Imran just shook his head slowly. "Let's be quiet about the cost, everything is in order. What matters is that you want to, don't you, Fath?" Imran looked towards Fatih.

Fatih scratched her non-itchy neck. "Yes Bang."

"Fath, you're here a long time, aren't you? I'm going to go home first, take a shower together, change clothes."

"Yes Bang, just calm down. I'm still here a long time."

"Okay, take my dear sister" Imran said, patting Fatih's shoulder and walking towards Ghina.

"Silver stay first, dear adekku," said Ilham and pinched his cheek slowly Ghina, he then kissed Ghina's forehead fondly. "Please, I'll be well."

Ghina simply nodded and greeted Imran. Now, the two of them live in Ghina's mother's room.

There was no meaningful conversation, as Ghina chose to be quiet while occasionally stroking her mother's face. Even until the Maghreb reverberates, they remain silent. Fatih let it go because he knew Ghina must still be feeling fine.

"Na, it's Maghrib." Fatih. Ghina who was holding her mother's hand in the position of her head which she placed next to her mother's body finally raised her head.

"Yes," he replied briefly and then left and prepared to go to Mushalla near the hospital. Fatih followed him from behind.

After the congregational prayers, Fatih and Ghina came out from Mushalla. He could see his wife's face was lethargic.

"You're laper?" ask Fatih and equate his steps with Ghina.

The girl made no sound, only shaking her head.

"You have to be strong, so you can see your mother kissing tonight or tomorrow. Eat huh? Ummi brought you some food."

Ghina continued walking, until they passed a hospital park that was not too crowded. There are several white wooden chairs. He chose to sit down, to calm his heart.

Fatih followed, he sat down beside Ghina, thankfully the girl did not throw him away.

"Why, when we already love someone so much and realize how valuable he is, but the world seems to take it from us?" ghina asked, she turned her head towards her husband who looked different. Not much of a flirtation as usual. Perhaps, Fatih also understood the condition.

"That's a test. That man must have been tested by loss. Wh why? for God wants to show that there is no place of hope and no support, except for Him alone. Man will gradually go away and disappear, but God will always keep you."

Ghina chuckled softly, she did not expect Fatih to be able to say that wise.

"Why laugh? is something funny?" ask Fatih who developed her smile. It was nice to see Ghina laughing over it, albeit slowly.

"Sok wise," Ghina commented and was only met with laughter by Fatih.

"Who tried that? yes I answer. Wise little papa. 'And now you are a husband, you must be able to guide and comfort your wife when she is sad."

The roar of the wind jolted the two, but the warm feeling that had just been created did not disappear. To each other, looking at each other in silence. Conscious, as he stared at Fatih long ago, Ghina immediately threw away a face.

Fatih pulled Ghina by the shoulder and rested her head on her shoulder, leaving her surprised.

"Fath!"

"No need to protest, we are husband and wife. If anyone asks, say marriage."

"It's a public place."

"This is ordinary, the important thing is not excessive" said Fatih. He let Ghina's head rest on his sturdy shoulders.

Fatih stroked Ghina's veil, thankfully the girl did not protest at all. Until the sound of the stomach of one of them made Fatih stop his activity wiping.

"Laper?" ask Fatih.

Ghina.

"Don't boong, just say it. Come on in, we'll eat from Ummi."

Fatih stood up from the chair, but Ghina did not. The girl was still at home staring at the flickering stars up there.

"Don't be recalcitrant, the body also needs the right to be fed. If you are sick, who is it? Your mother will worry."

Ghina. "No need to be careful!" annoyed jolt. Oh it turns out that his stubbornness has returned.

Fatih just shook his head, trying to patiently face his wife. "Not bad, I'm just giving advice. If you don't want to eat, I eat the food."

Fatih sauntered away, leaving Ghina who was looking at him stupefied. Eventually, Ghina followed Fatih's steps into the hospital.

They are now enjoying the provision of Umm Zainab in silence. Ghina's phone kept ringing from earlier, but the owner looked indifferent.

"Not lifted?" ask Fatih.

"Males," Ghina replied and returned to the chicken thigh.

Fatih quickly grabbed Ghina's phone which was not far from her heart. Seeing that, Ghina gave a whimper.

"Reverse!" her door.

Fatih looked at the name. It was the name of Ilham that appeared.

"You call often?" ask Fatih on the sidelines to eat it.

Ghina grunting. "No, he just called this time. Usually it's just a miscall, maybe there's a message to Wa. I just ran away here, didn't say anymore."

Fatih mangosteen. He pressed the red button to reject Ilham's call, until the phone died again. Before long, it sounded again. This time from Renata.

"Renata tuh," pointed Fatih.

Ghina just sighed. Then use the left index finger to scroll through the screen of his phone.

"Yes Ren. I'm doing fine. My mother was suddenly taken to rs."

"..."

"No need, it's late. Tomorrow, it'll be Ren."

"..."

"Yes, he said the doctor tonight or tomorrow can be funny."

"..."

"Yes, waalaikukumussalam."

Ghina had finished her meal, so had Fatih.

"Sir Imran really long?" asked Ghina in surprise, the article was Imran said only going home to bathe and change clothes. But, even Isha had arrived, the male nostril did not appear.

"He's going home, '" Fatih said.

"You're not coming home, Fath?" tanya Ghina who is like expelling. Fatih who was fiddling with her phone stopped.

"Later, boys too. Go home from the usual malem."

"Ck, be careful if you stop by a place that is not clear," threatened Ghina.

"Ciye, start bringing ya wife. Take it easy, I'm not the kind of husband who likes snacks outside."

Ghina glared at him, then fell on Fatih with a small towel that she used to wipe her face.

"Heh, same husband like this behavior?" astonished Fatih and rubbed the towel on his face as well.

"Oh, my towel, don't wear it!" ban Ghina.

"Who's throwing."

"Trainer!"

"Shuut, your mother's going to sleep is upset that your voice is so squishy."

"You made it because of it, anyway" said Ghina and sat herself on the sofa.

"There really is your brother's word, we have to talk about our lecture, and we're going forward" Fatih said seriously. "Don't you ever say you want to talk about this too, right?"

Ghina looked at her husband, actually she herself had no problem about the different campus with Fatih. It's just that, what became a disturbance in his mind was the relationship he and Fatih in the future. Is it possible to say that they are really husband and wife now?

"I won't change my decision. UIN point! whatever you want to change," chuckled Ghina as she folded her arms around her chest.

"Okay, that means I should think about it. So, our relationship?" ask Fatih.

"We .." Ghina's words hung, she was also at a loss as to what to answer. "We are husband and wife."

"You don't have any intention of getting divorced from me, do you?" fatih asked with a sharp look on her eyes. "Well, there might be someone you're waiting for."

Netra Fatih turned to Ghina's chest, she smiled bitterly so aware of the fact that in Ghina's heart there was no name for herself.

"I'm still thinking," Ghina replied after they fell silent to each other. The door of the room opened, displaying the figure of Imran there.

"It's been a lot of dancing" Ghina protested. Imran just chuckled.

"If dance is simple, already handsome first. Brother had business, it was a long time ago. I'm sorry, my dear sister," said Imran and walked towards the sofa. He threw out his body while carrying some parcels.

"What's this?" Ghina was curious and was about to open the plastic.

"Your favorite fruit."

"Really?" ghina asked with sparkling eyes.

Imran nodded. Fatih smiled looking at Ghina's childlike expression, absolutely adorable. He had never seen his wife's face like that.

"Yes already Bang, it's night, sorry I can't come with Bang." Fatih move and say goodbye.

"Yes no papa, thank you very much for Ghina. Oh yes, greetings to Kyai and Ummimu."

"Yes Bang."

Fatih glanced at Ghina at a glance, the conversation had actually not satisfied her, but it seemed that Ghina was also still confused to talk about it. Ah, that's it later.

Imran hinted with his eyes for Ghina to escort Fatih out.

"Be careful Fath" said Imran when Fatih was on the doorstep and followed by Ghina.

"Tomorrow, what do you want to bring? later let me ask Ummi to cook for you" Fatih said as they walked down the hospital hallway.

"No need to bother, boss Ummi," declined Ghina subtly.

"You know, it's best if you refuse" complained Fatih.

"I don't want to take nicotine. You are not here tomorrow either. Must be busy too, right in the pesantren?" ghina's pretext.

"No, I still have free time for my wife" Fatih said.

"Ck, it's up to you."

"Yes dong, when I am here my wife is sad. I'm sorry I can't stay with you here, but I want to, once sleep together," Fatih's tease that made Ghina pinch her arm.

"Stale fight!"

"Aw, joke."

"Be careful on the road" Ghina said as they were on the hospital's main terrace. Fatih nodded and waved her hand before actually going towards the parking lot.

Yuhuu. sorry, new authority can be up again, because the condition is not fit right. But most importantly, Ghina and Fatih's relationship is progressing

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