True Love Never Ends
Part 132's
Azhar saw her family who were currently having dinner together, they looked very happy what else with the presence of Nasha who was pregnant among them.
Given that Nasha was crying just because Azhar was in the hospital, Azhar could not imagine what Nasha would be like if she knew her condition now. Azhar could not imagine how Nasha would be without her, because Nasha had been so spoiled for Azhar and could not live without her.
"Lad..."
"Pa..." Nasha poked Azhar's cheek because she was silent and did not respond.
"What do you think? how daydreaming?" ask Nasha.
"It's nothing, dear" Azhar replied gently as she looked at Nasha with a glare.
"Azhar, you have to eat a lot" Abi Fadlan said, "You know how panicked we were when we got word you passed out and went to the hospital? Abi almost fainted, son"
Azhar again grieves, her Abi is indeed very loving of her what else Azhar is her one son. Azhar remembers her childhood as she played and studied with her Abi. His Abi is a firm but never rude man, his Abi is a responsible man and Azhar always tries to make him like her Abi.
Azhar recalled the time when her parents used to be bickering, Azhar just looked at them on the stairs while holding her chin with her hands. And as Azhar remembers, her Abi always relents to her Ummi, letting her Ummi pull out her uncle, nagging her. And after that his Abi told Azhar, sometimes to make women silent then men just need to shut up and give in, confess wrong then women will be devastated by themselves. Azhar smiled as she recalled that time.
"Azhar, what the hell are you doing? Daydreaming all the time, it still hurts, son? We're going to the hospital again, right? check your condition" said Ummi Rifa. The greatest woman in Azhar's life, the most precious and meaningful. A woman with no two in Azhar's heart.
The woman who always loved Azhar but was also chatty and often nagged Azhar. The woman who so patiently taught Azhar various things, and again, still often nagged Azhar even though Azhar's mistake was only late to go home.
"It's okay, Ummi. just a little dizzy" Lies her.
"must Papa be horrified said Mama earlier, Pa. Don't work, rest first. If Mama cravings again, who's looking for food if Papa's sick" whined Nasha.
"Yes, Honey. From now on I will reduce my work time and spend more time with you and Abi and ummi" said Azhar who of course made Nasha happy.
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Azhar wrote an expression of her love there, for Nasha and her parents. Of course, for their baby.
Azhar even shed tears and wet the ink-scattered sheet.
As footsteps approached, Azhar closed the book and kept it in a drawer. He also wiped away his tears and tried to toughen up.
Nasha appeared from behind the door with a banana in her hand.
"Papa, want a banana?" asked Nasha and Azhar nodded. Nasha also feeds Azhar a banana, and during the meal, Azhar does not turn her gaze away from her wife.
"Mama.." lirih Azhar and Nasha immediately looked at her with a smile "Mama is a good mother for our child later, teach her to pray, teach her to. School in boarding school also yes, still he can not date. Mama should be able to manage it but not control it. And if our children are girls, teach to close the aurat from an early age yes" said Azhar and Nasha even laughed a little.
"If it's about arranging, it's Papa's business. Papa later said that he should not date, if the matter of closing the letter, God willing Mama can teach him" replied Nasha.
"Inysa Allah, dear" cried Azhar and her voice was as choked in her throat. He expected the same thing, watched his child grow up and found his true love as he is now.
"Oh yeah, papa wants our son a boy or a girl?" nasha asked enthusiastically and now she had finished her banana.
"I want our son, Mama. And hopefully later he can take care of Mama" said Azhar again.
"The one who takes care of Mama already has Papa, later let him take care of his wife. Hehe" Nasha said with a laugh.
Azhar felt even more sad, because she did not know until when she could take care of Nasha, could be next to Nasha.
Azhar just wishes there could be a miracle for her.
"It's God, honey. Inysa Allah"