WIFE TO MY HUSBAND
CHAPTER 84.

Nisa blinked her eyes as she felt glare, she got up from her lying position. His forehead frowned as soon as he found his place was an unusually large and beautiful flower garden. Nisa looked around, but there was only silence. The place was as big and beautiful as it was as if he was the only one there.

"Where is this?" he murmured while trying to remember what happened before.

Nisa tried to get up on her feet, and she was even more stunned staring at her body wrapped in a long white dress that dangled to the bottom of her feet. Nisa felt her head, felt by it a soft, soft cloth wrapped around her head.

"Beautiful Mama," chirped the voice of a little girl who had somehow arrived there was already behind Nisa.

Nisa quickly turned around and looked inside the face of the little girl who looked so much like her.

"Who are you?" he asked the little boy who was smiling sweetly at him.

"Mama forgot? I'm Mama's son still in the belly."

Nisa reflexes touch her stomach, her forehead is wrinkled because her stomach is now flat and she herself does not understand what the little girl said.

"What do you mean, son? Sorry, Auntie didn't understand. And also ... Where is this? Why is Auntie here? Do you have parents? Can invite Aunt to meet them, Auntie must return to her own house. Aunty's son's father, that Auntie isn't around," she turned her head around looking for the parents of the little girl around.

But the little girl did not immediately answer, she instead went forward and pulled Nisa's hand until Nisa inevitably had to crouch and line her fingers.

The long-haired, smooth-skinned little girl suddenly held onto both of Nisa's cheeks with her delicate little hands. A warm feeling flowed in Nisa's heart, making her feel a very newness, until she unconsciously let out her tears unexpectedly.

"Mama don't be sad anymore, Ma. I'm not papa kok out of Mama's stomach, as long as Mama survived and can stay alive safely. Sorry I am, Ma. Not yet had time to be present in the life of Mama, but .. hopefully later in heaven we can meet again yes, Ma. I'll just keep waiting for Mama, "

Nisa shrank her tears and held back the little girl's cheek.

"What do you mean, son? Why are you talking like that? Who is teaching?" nisa asked with a hoarse voice holding back the cry.

The little girl shook her head until her long hair moved in rhythm with her head.

"Mama now home yes, there are many who love Mama. I promise I'll always wait for Mama at the door of heaven, Mama don't forget my doain hold ya, Ma. Oh yeah, don't forget to give me a name, Ma."

Nisa increasingly did not understand, but she did not ask much more and just nodded in agreement as to what the purpose and purpose of the little girl asked her so. Think Nisa later she will try to find out after being able to go home that she herself does not know where to walk to get to.

The place was so vast, as if endless. Only the bright blue sky and the white clouds hanging in the sky were not at all as hot as the atmosphere in his residence.

"Ma, now please give me my name first, Ma. So that I could calm down because I already had a name to wear there later." the little girl urged while whining and rubbed her delicate face into Nisa's hands that were still in her grasp.

Nisa was stunned, but suddenly a Beautiful name just flashed through her mind. Smiling and gently stroking the little girl's hair Nisa said.

"Almira, your name .. is Almira."

"Thank you, Mama. Almira likes her name" said the little girl, commenting on her sweet big smile.

"Almira!" nisa exclaimed as she got up and opened her eyes wide.

But what he found was a different view than before. A white room smelled of a very distinctive medicine, and with an infusion needle stuck in his hand.

"Nisa, are you conscious?" Adel who had been waiting for Nisa while teaching next to her immediately stood up and held both shoulders of Nisa.

The immense pain and pain Nisa felt, forced her to lay back her body.

"Awww, ahhh." Nisa grimaced with the pain, and Adel swiftly helped her back to lie down and position her body as comfortably as possible.

"Don't move much first, Nis. You haven't healed properly, "Adel said as he stroked Nisa's hand that didn't have an infusion needle.

Nisa nodded. "Thank you, Ma'am. But ... Why is Nisa? Why do I have to go to the hospital again? How's Zafran going?"

"You are calm, Zafran is safe with mom and dad at home. While those who take care of Zafran until you really recover and are ready to take care of Zafran again. No papa, right?" adel asked heartily, because he did not want to re-offend Nisa.

Nisa nodded her head in understanding and did not bother about it. Adel himself can smile with relief, because Nisa seems to have begun to forget the trauma and can better communicate well and smoothly as before.

"Oh yes, Nis. Did you wake up screaming Almira? Who is almira?" adel asked curiously while giving Nisa a cup of warm tea that she had just brewed with the supplies she had brought from home.

Nisa accepts after Adel positions her bed to a half-sitting position.

"Come, Ma'am. But Nisa seems to have woken up, but strangely not in this place. Is that maybe a dream? But why does it feel so real?"

Adel frowned. "Well, what do you mean?"

Nisa is back. "Nisa doesn't know, Ma'am. What is clear if it is a dream, in the dream there is a beautiful little girl. She calls Nisa Mama and asks Nisa to name her, saying she will wait for Nisa at the door of heaven. So before waking up here, Nisa had time to give her the name Almira."

Adel approached Nisa with a difficult look.

"What did you say, Nis? A daughter?"

Nisa nodded back confirming.

"Yes, Mother. And Nisa loves him the name Almira, a pretty name yes, Ma'am as pretty as her son, hopefully she really waits for Nisa in heaven there."

Adel was confused in his place, his eyes could not meet Nisa. But the murmur was quite heard by Nisa.

"  Is it possible that Nisa's fetus has been buried? But ... How could the sex have formed, didn't the doctor say a new blood clot would form an embryo? The new one can be called a fetus?"

Nisa's forehead wrinkled. "What, Ma'am? What does that mean?"