
during the day in the midst of erratic weather, sometimes hot heat sometimes also rain. At that time Zahra was eating his lunch in the room Maira, while Azka he was waiting outside the room. Before long came the voice of a woman and a man whose voice Zahra almost forgot. Yes, that voice is the voice of papa Salman.Papa came with Nisa, while for Silmi with her grandmother (mama Nisa).
" assalamualaikum" said Nisa and papa
" waalaikumsalaam" Azka answered, hugging papa
Azka hugged papa tightly, she spilled all the turmoil, anxiety and all the burdens she carried on her shoulder with a cry hoping that it would make her heart a little relieved.
" never mind, everything has become the message of our destiny ! whatever happens in the future good or bad it is all our provisions of life, we must sincerely accept everything even though heavy" said papa while patting Azka's shoulder
"now what about my mother ?" tanya papa stared at Azka's dark brown bead
" the condition still remains the same, the doctor only asks us to pray and be patient. Azka had also proposed that you should take your mother for treatment abroad, but the condition of your mother has not allowed us to take her away "Azka replied
" papa wants to see mama first" said papa then left Azka and Nisa
With Azka and Nisa outside the room, Nisa looked at her husband who looked messy. His face implied that he was sleep deprived, marsupial eyes.
" mas, Nisa brought clothes and food. Mas eat first yes, only after that mas bath " said Nisa while rubbing her husband's back
" we ate earlier ! how's Silmi ?" ask Azka
" Silmi's fine, she's now with mom at home. We must be strong mas, do not break up praying that God will soon heal mama" said Nisa
" yes, I hope so too" said Azka
" i'm sorry, since my mom went missing I've only been home a few times. It's not that I don't worry or care about you guys, but I want to focus on one problem first in order to get it over with. I hope you understand " said Azka looking at Nisa with guilt.
" just relax, I understand ! if our position is reversed, I will also do the same with you. So mas do not worry but for now Nisa please mas go home first yes, mas have to rest ! let it be Nisa here who takes care of mama" said Nisa
" yes, mas also wants it so but mas always do not calm if leaving mama" said Azka
" must go home, must rest. Try now mas go to the bathroom, mas see yourself in front of the mirror. Mas do not just think of mama, mas body also deserves his right to rest mas. Do not let the condition of the mother improve and even mas become sick ", said Nisa gently
" come home yes, at least only until Maghrib just let Nisa be here. Later mas returned again after the prayer maghrib "persuade Nisa
" yes, all right ! I'll go home with papa " replied Azka
Finally Azka agreed to go home even if only for a short time, he realized that he also needed rest so as not to fall. He also misses Silmi a lot, since mama disappeared Azka so rarely to meet with Silmi.
Papa comes out of the nursery while wiping his tears, making Azka and Nisa even sadder. At the age of twilight expect calm to always be together carve a beautiful story, but now even a painful story that is felt.
" i went in first huh" Nisa said to Azka
Nisa rushes in to her mother-in-law's room, while papa sits next to Azka.
" what really happened ? why is this like this ?" ask papa
" mama was kidnapped, and found te4gwlocated on the side of the road unconscious with a wound on his head. Once at the hospital the doctor ordered surgery immediately because there was a blood clot in the brain of the mother. At first the condition of the mother improved, but after being transferred here the condition of the mother continues to decline until now "Azka replied
" o Allah" murmured papa who can still be heard by papa
" i'm sorry Azka pa, Azka kept the condition of my mom from papa. Azka who prevented Nisa from telling papa, because Azka was afraid that papa's health would also decline. Forgive Azka pa " said Azka while bowing her head
" father understands your worries. Papa is also sincere with everything that happens, we have tried our best but God has not given the results as well. Maybe God wants our efforts even harder for the healing of mama" said papa
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" pa, papq go home with Azka ! let Nisa be here waiting for Mama. Later after Maghrib Nisa came home" Nisa said to papa
" yes, you're good here huh" said papa
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The door to the next room opened, and Zahra came out. He wants to see Maira's father.
" assalamualaikum om "greet Zahra with a sweet smile
" waalaikumsalaam" replied papa Salman
Papa looked at Zahra's face for a long time, papa tried to remember the memory and dig up his old memory.
" it felt like I was familiar with this face, but I forgot" said father Salman
" yes, I must have forgotten because we have not seen each other for a long time. This is Zahra om, her friend Maira when she was a child before moving out of town" Zahra smiled
" Zahra ?" ask papa
" yeah pa, he's Zahra atqu Ara who used to be his house next to ours "between Azka
" ooh, Ara ! yes, I remember. Sorry om did not pet you earlier, honestly om pangling with you who is now a big. oh yes, what are you doing here ? " ask papa
" it just so happened that Ara's friend was being treated here, so Ara was accompanying her ", Zahra replied after seeing Azka giving the code
" oh yes, Ara introduce this Nisa's wife's brother" said Azka introduced Nisa
" assalamualaikum Nisa's sister ! greetings yes " said Zahra as she reached out
" waalaikumsalaam, greetings also Zahra" replied Nisa while replying to Zahra's hand
" oh yeah, speaking of which your friend is sick ? and where's his family ?" ask papa Salman
" he's sick with cancer, now his family is still out of town om. Maybe tomorrow will come " replied Zahra calmly
Zahra's answer made Azka sigh violently, she was afraid Zahra was flabbergasted when answering papa's question. But it turned out that Zahra could answer him calmly. Without Azka knowing that Zahra also felt nervous even very nervous when papa Salman asked that. But what Zahra predicted was true, but she was grateful that she had managed to get the right reasons.
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