Wisdom of Love: KALA LOVE TREATS WOUNDS
WHEN UMMI GETS ANGRY

The night was getting late, but the beautiful tomboyish girl seemed to be still standing in front of the house, enjoying the cold wind that hit her body so gently.

Next time do not carelessly touch a man who is not your mahram, good if the man is good, what if the man you hold was a man ca**l, can be finished you.

Rahil's words a moment ago were quite disturbing to her mind. Hadn't he been hanging out with a lot of men, and there had never been a single man who got angry when he held her hand.

Then why is Rahil so sensitive when she just holds her hand? Just holding hands, nothing more, but it was enough to make the man angry at her.

Wafdah let out a rough breath, "yes you have it, the important thing is that I have apologized" his monologue then walked into the house to come to rest.

In the morning, after morning prayers, Rahul, Khadijah, Rahil, Rabiah and Ameer sat in front of the house enjoying the beautiful natural scenery. Like a house on a cloud, the morning mist gathered along the road under the house on the hill.

"It's beautiful and cold, brrrr," Rabiah said, rubbing his two cold palms.

"Here is his hand" said Ameer, pointing one hand at Rabiah.

Rabiah put his hand on Ameer's hand, then Ameer put his hand and Rabiah's hand into his pocket which was quite warm.

Seeing that, Rahul immediately grabbed one hand Khadija who felt very cold and put it in the pocket of his jacket that was no less warm.

While Rahil who saw the romantic scene of the two pairs of husband and wife in front of him just turned the eyeball lazy.

"I told you not to stain my eyes with your romantic scenes" sissed Rahil who sat alone in the back while playing her phone.

"Who tarnished your eyes? We just warmed our wife's hand in her jacket pocket" Rahil said.

"Yes but still this scene of yours makes your soul thrash."

"Makanya marah bro," said Rahul.

"Halaaah, that again, even if you don't say, if I already have a candidate for sure I will marry," said Rahil.

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Time kept changing, it did not feel like they had been in Khadijah's grandfather's villa for five days. And during that time, Wafdah never again showed the trunk of his nose. Until the moment they want to leave to return to the city, Wafdah has not been seen.

"We say thank you aunty, thank you for accompanying us while we were here" said Khadijah and the others while greeting the middle-aged woman in turn.

Rahil looked as if she was looking for someone in all directions.

"Where's the bar-bar girl?" inner Rahil.

"Wafdah has gone to the city to prepare for college" said Khadijah's aunt, looking at Rahil as if she understood what the man was thinking.

Seeing Khadijah's aunt staring at him, Rahil immediately regretted it and told her to avoid getting her misbehavior undetected.

Their car finally leaves the villa, this time Ameer who drives the car, Rahul and Khadijah sit in the middle seat, and the one behind is definitely Rahil.

Two hours of travel have now passed, no more sounds have been heard because everyone except Ameer has been asleep in his sleep.

"Oh," cried Khadija who suddenly woke up while rubbing her stomach, waking everyone.

"Why baby?" ask Rahul

worried when he saw his wife in pain.

"My stomach is hurting, it seems I'm going to give birth" tweeted Khadijah with sweat that had soaked her forehead in pain.

"What?" everyone in the car was shocked.

"Sister Ameer, please drive the car to the nearest hospital sis," Rahul said as he rubbed Khadijah's back.

"OK," said Ameer then turned on the maps in the car assisted Rabiah.

"What is strong is Khadijah, God willing, we will soon arrive at the hospital" Rabiah said.

A few minutes later, they actually arrived at a hospital a short distance away from the city where they were living.

Now Rahul is accompanying Khadijah in the delivery room. Where at this time, Khadijah is being examined by midwives.

"When did you feel pain?" ask the midwife.

"Actually since this morning, but only then was the pain very severe," replied Khadijah, making Rahul surprised. Khadijah had said nothing to him since this morning.

"Don't tell me anyway?"

"Sorry brother, Khadijah thought this morning was just a false contraction, and the pain could still be Khadija resistant, let alone the age of the womb is still 35 weeks, so Khadijah just relax, sorry well." Khadijah showed his smile for a moment because a few seconds after that the pain came back to him.

The midwife nodded in understanding, "mother now has opened 8, you should be ready," said the midwife made Khadijah nod. His hand has not been separated from the hand of the husband who faithfully always recites the Qur'an near his ear.

While outside the delivery room, Rabiah looked so unsettled, several times he paced back and forth in front of the room. Ameer and Rahil who saw him also felt tired.

"Darling, it is better that you sit down" said Ameer, and with his obedience Rabiah sat down without protest.

A few minutes had now passed, until the sound of baby crying came from inside the room.

"Alhamdulillah, was born" Rabiah said, rubbing his face with both palms.

Shortly after, Khadija and her baby were transferred to the ward, while Rahul always accompanied them.

Although born sooner than expected, but the baby Khadijah and Rahul not put in the incubator because the baby BB above 2.5 kg, and the condition of the baby is currently also declared quite healthy.

"Congratulations, brother, finally become a father, too" said Rabiah and hugged her brother.

"Yes thank you deck" Rahul answered with reddened eyes and a puffy cry as he watched Khadija struggle to live and die to give birth to her baby.

"A cry," Ameer sneered, making Rahul glare straight at her.

"Oh my goodness, I dare guarantee that my sister will cry even more than I did when Rabiah gave birth to this" Rahul said.

"Oh yeah?" said Aneer still in a mocking tone, then turned to look at Rabiah. "I consider it a prayer, may Allah soon bring our little angel in here," he continued, gently rubbing the still flat belly of Rabiah.

"Aamiiin" said Rabiah, holding Ameer's hand still in his stomach.

"Oh yeah, what's his name, brother?" ask Rabiah later.

"Asiah Azkadina Putri, hopefully she can be a woman who is firm in her faith like Asiah wife of Pharaoh and intelligent," replied Rahul.

"Aamiiin, what a beautiful name, as beautiful as the person," praised Rabiah to the baby in front of him who was fast asleep.

Moments later, Yasmin, Yusuf and Khadijah's parents came together after a short journey.

However, instead of seeing the baby, Yasmin actually went straight to Rahul and pulled the man's ear.

"O ummi, sick," cried Rahul whose ear was pulled out of the room.

Rabiah who was confused by his mother's attitude immediately looked at the father as if asking for an answer.

"Your ummi is currently in 'better silent' mode to face her" said Yusuf who understood the meaning of Rabiah's gaze.

"Ummi is sick" Rahul cried when he was outside the room.

"Ummi didn't tell you before, don't stay there long, see? Now Khadija has to give birth while in the middle of the road, fortunately there is a hospital, jjka not how?' yasmin said she was about to pull Rahul's ear back but Rahul quickly dodged.

"But ummi, Rahul does know ka.-"

"Eh, instead of answering, already know wrong is still berkilah."

"Unfortunately, Rahul is wrong."

"It's good that if you realize, fortunately, ummi's daughter-in-law and grandchildren are okay."

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