
Azhar was in the hospital for a few days, and during that time her family was always on her side, mutually reinforcing each other. And they also prayed for Azhar endlessly and tirelessly.
But unfortunately, the news of his pain made Nasha so shocked and sad. Every time she looked her husband in the eye, Nasha would not be able to speak and only her tears would represent her feelings.
Everyone comforts Nasha, her adoptive family, her biological family, her younger sister. But the fear and anxiety in Nasha's day made Nasha unable to listen to them.
"Darling..." Azhar pulled Nasha's hand to feed her.
"Your eyes are right, if you continue to cry, then our baby will also cry" said Azhar softly.
Nasha's nose was reddened kempis hearing that, her lips were back vibrating but she tried to hold her cry.
"Darling, you don't do this. God is just testing us, don't fall like this" Azhar said.
"Why does the exam have to be this heavy?" nasha asked arrived. Azhar forced her lips into a smile, stuffed the food Nasha fed into her mouth, chewed it and swallowed it.
"Because Allah loves us, God willing" Azhar replied later.
"Are you going to heal?" nasha asked again in a stifled voice.
"God's Ones, the healing belongs only to God, dear. You doain me yes" pinta Azhar.
"Always" Nasha replied with a choked voice.
"Malisa..." Azhar pulled Nasha's waist so that his wife was closer, then Azhar kissed his wife's stomach which was getting bigger and bigger, where her child was growing there.
"You must be strong, dear. To me, and to our son." - Azhar looked up, looking into his wife's glassy eyes again while Azhar's hands still held her waist.
"Whatever happens, you must remain strong, firm, patient, sincere, for the sake of our children. Our son needs his mother, to grow up" said Azhar again "You want a promise to do that huh?" asked Azhar again, Nasha could not convince her, she could only bite her lips.
"Nasha.." shush Azhar again and finally Nasha nodded.
"Yes, I promise" she replied, which made Azhar smile.
"It's very clever." said Azhar later and he re-opened his mouth wide, and Nasha again fed him.
Soon Mera and her parents came to visit Azhar, which was greeted warmly by Azhar and Nasha.
"How are you doing, brother-in-law?" ask Mera.
"Alhamdulillah, I feel better, Mera" replied Azhar.
"Papa.." called Nasha and Azhar turned her head, but the most Nasha called was her real father because Nasha was staring at her.
Mr. Niranjan who realized it was even stunned, because this was the first time Nasha called her Papa, and he was so happy that he could not say anything and could only be astonished.
"Papa, can Papa help Azhar like Papa promised?" ask Nasha later.
"Yes, Honey. Of course Papa will help your husband, son" replied Mr. Niranjan then "Papa will bring Azhar to Singapore, as soon as possible. He will be handled by the best doctor there" said Mr. Niranjan who made Nasha a little smile.
"Thank you" Azhar said to her in-laws.
"Tomorrow" answered Nasha happily.
"Alhamdulillah then, I will take care of your departure to Singapore as soon as possible, Azhar. I've made an appointment with Doctor Elyara who's been working on you"
"Can I come?" ask Nasha quickly.
"No, dear" Azhar immediately replied, because Azhar was already very worried about Nasha's pregnant condition.
"I want you to take a break, take care of your health and that of our baby, okay?" said Azhar "You promised, dear" Azhar said and inevitably Nasha nodded obediently.
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After Azhar was brought home, all of her care for Azhar very well, Abi Fadlan also asked Azhar to resign as a lecturer but Azhar loved her job.
While Mr. Niranjan has taken care of Azhar's departure and has also made an appointment with a Doctor named Doctor Elyara. Mr. Niranjan and Abi Fadlan will accompany Azhar during her treatment in Singapore.
"Honey, will always call me when you are there yes" pinta Nasha lirih.
Azhar noticed his wife who since Nasha knew she was sick, Nasha rarely smiled. He was crying and staring more.
"Malisa..." Azhar stroked his wife's cheek gently.
"Smile yes, I need your smile" Azhar's seductress who misses her wife's indulgence, misses her smile, her laughter and her ignorant nature.
"I am really afraid, Azhar." - Nasha later.
"I know, I'm scared too. But we must accept this fate with sincerity, dear. I'm sure God has a very beautiful plan behind all this, yes"
"As always, you're always wise. That's what scares me of losing you, Papa.." - Nasha, "For me, you are the light of my life. My spirit, where I lean" he continued.
"And now, you must be his light..." Azhar rubbed Nasha's stomach "Become her spirit, and her place leaned" said Azhar who made Nasha feel moved.
"You are also my first teacher, she needs you to be her teacher" Nasha said later.
"And you will be his first teacher" said Azhar again.
"What if I can't?" nasha asked sadly.
"Because that's why I sent you to school, dear" said his words that made Nasha smile faintly.
Azhar had the answer to everything, and all of her was too wise for Nasha to refuse.
"Alright, if it's your wish" said Nasha then who made Azhar smile.
"Believe it, dear. Whatever happens in life, be patient and accept it sincerely. Because whatever it is, it's just a temporary test. And God tests us because God cares about us and wants to raise us, huh?"
Nasha nodded and hugged her husband, trying to hold back her tears this time and trying harder.