WIFE TO MY HUSBAND
CHAPTER 83.

 Adel was stunned and immediately dropped himself sitting beside the Sejah who was still busy teaching.

"Mom, what is it?" his whisper was afraid, even Zafran in his carriage now also seemed to start to be confused.

 He stopped his recitation, and closed the Qur'an mushaf and kissed it.

"Come, Ma'am. I don't know, either, we just pray that everything's okay."

 Adel nodded in agreement, but his heart could not calm down. The shadow of events like a few months ago flashed in his memory.

 Zafran clenched Adel's body tighter, maybe he also felt the same fear as Adel was feeling. No longer heard the whining of the little boy, he just kept silent while hugging Adel, whereas his eyes just kept glancing there and here as if looking for something.

"Do we have to go upstairs, ma'am?" whispered Adel again, because now there is no sound from the direction of the second floor.

 He took a breath and threw it away slowly.

"It seems ..my husband can handle it, so we better wait here. Because there is Zafran that we must think also if we have to be reckless to go up," he concluded slowly.

 Back Adel nodded, and slowly petted Zafran who began to look sleepy again because since noon did not sleep.

Sure enough, not too long ago finally ustadz Yusuf and Zidan seemed to go down together. But strangely, it did not seem Nisa came down with them too.

"Bi, how's Nisa?" ask Adel impatiently.

 Zidan approached his wife who was still in the mosque and stroked her head slowly.

"Allah, by the help of Allah through the hand of Oustadz Joseph. Nisa can be saved."

"Alhamdulillah," cried Adel relieved of his relief.

 She even kissed Zafran's cheeks, which were now sleeping in her arms, Adel's happy smile even though her eyes looked watery on her left and right.

"But, there's one thing we should consider right now." Zidan said again.

 Adel's smile suddenly receded, as soon as he realized the change in the look of Zidan's face became sad.

"What is that, Bi?" tanyanya fast.

 He also listened because he felt it must be related to what he saw in Nisa's bathroom earlier.

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 "What's? But ... how is it possible?" refute Adel while stroking Nisa's hair which currently appears to be lying weakly on her bed.

 After taking the Maghrib prayer together, they have indeed moved in Nisa's room, while Zafran is now in the baby box that is also in the room.

 Adel was stunned, tears came back down from the side of his cheek.

"But why? Nisa even just tasted happy after having Zafran. A warm family, and a more fulfilling life. But ... Why should he now have this ordeal again, O God? Poor Nisa," Adel murmured while dropping her weight on the edge of Nisa's bed and hugged her slowly.

"Patience, Ma'am. We cannot control how destiny wills to lead our way, we can only seek to change destiny if it can be a million foxes. And for this matter, our decision is to leave to Mbak Adel and Bang Zidan, regarding the fetus that is currently developing in the womb of Mbak Nisa, sometimes the fetus has the potential to invite the astral creature back to approach it," explained Sejah again, this time while stroking Adel's back.

 Adel looked up, and stared at Dijah with a sad look. His hand moved reaching for the delicate hand of Sejah and thanking him.

"Thank you very much, Ma'am. I've been willing to help us."

 Sejah nodded with a soothing smile on his lips.

"The same, Ma'am. It is fitting that as fellow Muslims we help each other if we are able. Oh yes, this house has had me and my husband in the morning after the maghrib, insyaallah Mbak Nisa can be safe in this house. It's just that we hope Mbak Adel and Bang Zidan can take a quick decision for Mbak Nisa, so that he will no longer be the target of invisible creatures who are descendants of those who have been destroyed Ustadz Fikri a few months ago," said Dijah added.

 Adel and Zidan nodded their heads resignedly, and after the Colonized and her husband excused himself. They promise to come back if something happens or Zidan and Adel make a decision.

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 Adel sat his body that felt very sore on the thick carpet in Nisa's room, they agreed to sleep together in the room tonight, to accompany Nisa who was still unconscious. According to Joseph's ustadz, people who have just come into contact with the jinn will take a long time to be able to return to consciousness as before.

"Eat first, Al," said Adel to Alan, who had since returned from work had not moved from the edge of Nisa's bed. She unceasingly rubbed the tears on her cheeks, perhaps embarrassed to look like she was crying.

"Later on, Ma'am. Alan was not hungry yet," the young man refused without taking his eyes off the older brother who seemed to be asleep, either asleep or something was holding him back from waking up.

"Al, Mas bawain warm tea .. in the drink yes, you from work have not eaten anything, anxiety may .. torment yourself do not yes, Al." Zidan patted Alan on the shoulder.

 The young man raised his face and smiled, a very sweet smile with two deep dimples on the edge of his lips.

"Thank you very much, Mom."

 "Well, who are you, Al." Zidan also dropped his body weight next to Adel, and slowly laid his body which also felt very tired.

"Now, I want to ask your opinion. What do you think if we just dump the fetus in Nisa's bladder right now? Because actually the fetus also has the potential to be the seed of the thug who abused him the other day. In addition to the existing problems .. it seems that according to Mas the reason we are reasonable enough to abort it. How do you think?" asked Zidan while staring at Alan and Adel alternately.

 Adel seemed to be breathing deeply. "But ... What if actually the fetus in Nisa's birth is your flesh blood, Bi?"

 Zidan turned his gaze over the sky of the room, remembering that before Nisa blurred that time he had spent time with Nissa for a while. And he remembered very well that if he did not only get one release, there might be up to three or four times if he remembered.

 Zidan is in the lema, but Alan's words make it even more of a severe dilemma.

"But I'd rather agree that the fetus is just thrown away, did Mas and Mbak forget? That Zafran is only 8 months old?"

 Adel and Zidan throw eyes at each other, only to realize that Alan's words are true.