True Love Never Ends
Part 138's

"Is it all?" ummi asked Rifa as she saw Azhar and Nasha coming down from her room.

Today Azhar will fly to Singapore with Abi Fadlan and Pak Niranjan.

"Already, Ummi. Nasha has prepared all the goods Azhar goods in the suitcase" replied Nasha.

There are already Mr. Niranjan and also Bu Anjana.

While Papa picked up Nasha who will take them to the airport.

Nasha put her arm around Azhar and took her to the car, where she followed and sat down next to her husband. Ummi Rifa also got into the same car while Mr. Surya was going to drive, while in the other car there was Abi Fadlan and and Mr. Niranjan, Bu Anjana and Bu Raya who also want to take the departure of his son-in-law to Singapore.

Nasha looked nervous and sad about parting with her husband, Azhar who realized it was holding Nasha's hand and kissed her. The car started to move out of Azhar's house area and made its way to the airport.

"You don't keep sad" said Azhar and Nasha forced herself to smile, "Lagian will Papa go away for a while, dear. And as far as Papa goes, Papa will stay here, won't he?" tanya Azhar pointed at Nasha's chest and Nasha naturally nodded.

"Papa must be enthusiastic about his treatment, we wait for Papa to come home healthy" said Nasha. Ummi Rifa and Pak Surya occasionally glanced at Nasha and Azhar behind, Ummi Rifa is certainly as sad as Nasha, even more sad because Azhar is her beloved son, and even more sad because she is her son, he cared for her with such compassion and sincere love since she was still in her womb.

Azhar who arrived suddenly felt dizzy immediately leaned her head on Nasha's shoulders, her gaze returned instantly blurry and her nose again again spitting blood. Her head was also so sick, Nasha who realized it immediately shouted to her Papa.

"Papa, Azhar." his squeal that made Mr. Surya immediately stepped on the brake suddenly.

"Azhar" muttered Ummi Rifa frantically as she turned her head and found Azhar who had fainted in Nasha's lap.

"Darling, wake up." - Nasha was worried.

While Mr. Niranjan's car also stopped because the car in front of him stopped. Worried about Azhar's situation, they immediately got out of the car and ran to the car that Azhar was riding in.

"Azhar, don't faint, honey. I beg you.." said Nasha again and he could not stem his tears as well as Ummi Rifa, Nasha's tears had even fallen and soaked Azhar's cheeks. While Mr. Surya directly checked the condition of Azhar.

"A.. What's up?" abi Fadlan asked in panic as he saw Azhar unconscious in Nasha's lap.

"We have to turn around, Azhar has to be taken to the hospital right now" exclaimed Mr. Surya and he returned to the steering wheel as well as Abi Fadlan and Pak Niranjan who returned to their cars.

Nasha's cries intensified during the trip to the hospital, while Ummi Rifa tried hard to keep her cries from breaking and she still tried to calm her daughter-in-law.

"Son, don't cry, Azhar will just faint, then wake up" Ummi Rifa said with a voice choked in her throat.

Tears also continued to flow profusely on her cheeks, her lips quivering with tears and she continued chanting incessant prayers, pleading for her son to be saved.

"O Allah, habma begs the merciful You, have mercy on us"

.........

After arriving at the hospital, Azhar was immediately taken to the ER room and several Doctors and nurses immediately handled Azhar quickly.

While others can only wait with anxiety, fear and sadness mixed into one.

Ummi Rifa and Nasha continued to cry incessantly, Abi Fadlan tried to calm his wife even though she herself was very unsettled, even at this time her heart seemed to stop beating.

While Nasha's two mothers embrace Nasha and calm her down, even so, it can't give Nasha the slightest peace of mind because all she wants right now is her husband.

"Mama, I don't want to lose her" said Nasha amid her cries, her voice almost gone.

"We don't want to lose her" Nasha said as she held onto her stomach.

"Son, calm down" said Bu Anjana.

Shortly afterwards Doctor Azhar and Mr. Surya came out of the ER, their faces so sad. Especially Mr. Surya, he stared at his adopted daughter. Slowly he walked up to Nasha, stroking her head gently.

"Your husband wants to talk to you, dear" said Mr. Surya.

"Is he okay, Papa?" nasha asked in a very hoarse voice as she continued to cry.

"Come, Papa interracial, son" said Mr. Surya without being able to answer Nasha's question. She takes Nasha to meet her husband.

Doctor Azhar is now talking to the rest of Azhar's family.

"The patient insists on going home and...." The doctor could barely continue what he said when Azhar's mother looked devastated.

"And he said he wanted to spend the rest of his life at home, with his family" said the doctor who made Ummi Rifa's tears even more broken, even Abi Fadlan returned to crying.

"Doctor.." said Mr. Niranjan, why talk like that? our... We're going to Singapore, we've already made an appointment with the best Doctor there"

The doctor could only shake his head weakly in response, because from the results of the examination it was already impossible to save Azhar.

While inside, Azhar can only smile at her crying wife. Nasha clasped Azhar's hand and kissed her many times.

"Is he healthy?" nasha asked with her raucous voice. Azhar nodded weakly still with a smile on her lips.

"His flight was delayed, tomorrow morning" Nasha said again "Because Papa had fainted and his doctor had long since made Papa conscious" he said with a small sob.

"It's okay, honey. I'm fine, I really feel good. I also want to go home" said Azhar weakly.

"Don't, Papa's just here. Let it be taken care of by the doctor" Nasha said, wiping away her tears. Azhar.

"I want to take care of you and Ummi" Azhar said and again with a smile.

Because Azhar insisted on going home, inevitably the doctor gave her permission as well as her family.

On the way home, Azhar kept her head on Nasha's shoulders while her hands clasped her Ummi's hand which now sat beside her.

All of them can only be silent and only tears are also the grip of the hand that speaks.

Upon arriving home, Abi Fadlan and Umm Rifa let Azhar up to her room and Nasha followed her from behind.

Ummi Rifa pulled the pillow and placed it under Azhar's head, putting her son to sleep as gently as she always did when her son was a child.

"Rest, son.." - O Ummi Rifa and he was about to leave, but Azhar pulled his hand and held it very tightly. Nasha went up to the bed and sat down next to her husband.

"Papa rest yes, let it heal quickly" pinta Nasha and Azhar nodded weakly. Nasha clasped Azhar's other hand and kissed her again and again.

Until slowly Azhar sighed that felt so heavy. Abi Fadlan fondly stroked the head of his son.

Until Azhar's hand weakened and she closed her eyes.

Abi Fadlan who realized it immediately tried to wake Azhar by patting her cheek and called her son repeatedly, as well as Ummi Rifa. While Nasha did not dare to raise her face, she lowered her head still by grasping Azhar's hands that had been wet with tears.

Abi Fadlan checked Azhar's breath in her nose, examined Azhar's pulse and instantly she could only be silent stiff with tears rushing down her cheeks.

"Innalillahi wa Innalillahi rojiun"