Ustadz, I Love U

Ustadz, I Love U
Reconvened


" Loa !"


" Why are you all so noisy, disturb my sleep !" laura's snort though still sounded limp.


Everyone was silent looking towards the source of the sound, all making sure that what they heard was really from the woman lying on the white bed. Instead of just looking at ustadz A'ab choose to get closer to where the beautiful woman lay. Previously put the baby boy who was in his lap into the box.


" Assalamualaikum my heavenly priest!" greet laura with her sweet smile when her husband was next to her.


" wa..wa'alaikumussalam, ka..kamu..kamu already awake ra ?" ustadz A'ab couldn't hold back her tears when she saw those pretty eyes that were closed for more than a week were completely open. Unable to express how happy and grateful he is now to see his wife has re-opened his eyes and can be reunited with him and their two children.


" Why cry ? you don't like me waking up ?" laura asked pretending to sulk.


" how could I not like you to wake up, I've been waiting for him, Ali and Fatimah have missed wanting in the carrying uminya !" ustadz A'ab answered with tears still unbearable.


Laura frowned hearing her husband mention Ali and Fatimah. Glancing at her stomach that was flat and still felt a little sore there, looking back at the husband hinted ask.


" Our son ?"


" yes, you have given birth to our child safely dear !" ustadz A'ab repeatedly kissed the back of his wife's hand that he had held since.


" Thank you, Thank you for fighting and coming back to us ra, Thank you ra, Thank you !" ustadz A'ab continued to kiss laura's hand and say thank you until laura stretched her two weak hands carrying the sobbing husband into her arms.


The situation that was originally quiet boisterous immediately witnessed how the couple expressed their happiness. The happiness of finally waking up from her long slumber, the happy laura can reunite with their small family.


" I want to see our son !" laura broke her embrace from her husband.


" just a minute, !"


Before ustadz A'ab moved from his position bu khomsah and Ratih first approached bringing Ali and Fatimah to his ummah.


" Which son is my ma ?" laura was surprised to see her mother and mother holding a baby together.


" both of our dear children, you have given birth to Ali and Fatimah for me !" ustadz A'ab gently stroked his wife's cheek.


" you mean our twins ?" still reluctant to believe laura tried to be sure.


" yes, Ali and Fatimah !"


Laura was really happy and did not think that God gave Ali and Fatimah at once for her. So happy he did not realize he tried to rise from his sleep but stopped when he felt the stomach of his cesar stitch still feels sore.


" Awww!"


" be careful, baby, I'll help !"


" you want a sling?" tanya Ratih wiped the water that soaked her daughter's cheeks.


Laura nodded immediately and Ratih carefully placed the baby with her sling into laura's lap on her right side followed by bu khomsah putting another baby girl on the left side of laura's lap.


" Ali looks a lot like you, son!" ratih gently stroked the tiny cheek on her lap and Laura smiled at the boy.


"and Fatimah looks just like her aby !" now the khomsah mom opened her voice immediately and she also glanced at the baby girl with a smile that did not fade from her lips.


" Fatimah in the same soul mate ozil ya ra ?" Finally after being moved by each other, fitri opened his voice when the name Fatimah was mentioned by laura's mother-in-law.


" can't, just in the same soul mate shulton ab, that's your son too, you my friend!" sahut ustadz fauzy again did not accept with a fitri remark.


Laura who initially enjoyed holding both her children felt disturbed again by the debate of the two people who managed to wake her up.


" why I betrothed my son to both of you children, his son Reza ozil is equally fitri it is clear that there will be calm, his son sulthon ustadz fauzy who melow the same izza izza that is fiercely barbaric, mending me a soul mate with azmi noh who is clearly his father's mother calm, and I have fallen in love since I first met the same boy, boy, good thing to have a daughter so I can be the son-in-law of that boy !" cerocos laura though only aware of his mouth like no need to warm up to just practice talking.


Laughter broke out immediately after the laura speech ended from everyone there except Reza, Fitri and ustadz fauzy who snorted at the words felt harassed by the newly awakened woman.


" ck, if you wake up just ask for mercy this laura !" decak Reza who was soon taken by his wife.


" yes, you didn't think it was cool before I became A'ab's wife, after knowing her true nature so my money !" sahut ustadz fauzy's.


" niesel opo nyesek because ndak can have zy ?" ustadz Farhan who from earlier just listened back to open the sound made ustadz fauzy who was sipping a drink choking for a moment.


And again the laughter boomed to see the handsome ustadz was riveted. Except Reza who held back his laughter because if he joined, he would be the target of the same bullyan because he also once loved laura.


" masalalu han, why is it discussed anyway!" said ustadz fauzy did not accept continued in the corner because of his feelings in the past.


" he never taught and met laura in those days ustadz, admit we've lost the same charm laura !" said Reza who immediately got a sharp delicacy from the wife.


" please, please !" reza clarified his words to his wife.


While Laura was already indifferent to the discussion of her silly guests and focused more on the two adorable boys on her lap. Laura was always grateful to be given time to gather with her little family. Moreover, there are two little angels who will complete the household with the person they love.


" Thank you Ra, you've been struggling to get together with us again !" utadz A'ab said sincerely to the wife who looks so happy playing with her baby.


" all by the will of God !" laura replied with a sweet smile.


If God has willed then nothing is impossible for him, including bringing to life someone who has no hope of life according to the doctor. for life is not in the hands of the doctor but in the hands of the almighty.