AMEERA'S LOVE STORY
PART 38'S
“Alifa enough!” Umi Salmah's voice echoed in Ameera's cry. “Umi never taught you to behave like this. Your actions this time are really out of bounds!”
“Umi know? This woman is a liar, a cunning, and also an adulterer. She's pregnant without Umi's husband! She's a dirty woman who pretends to be good to get Umi's affection!”
PLAAOGG ... Umi slapped Alifa's cheek hard.
“Umi doesn't teach you to insult others Alifa! What did you learn from school to college? Do they not teach about mutual love and respect between people? Didn't they teach ethics lessons? Istighfar Alifa ..”
Alifa felt the part of her cheek that was hit by the slap of Umi Salmah. “Umi slap me?” tanyanya teary. “Umi slapped me to defend this woman? actually who is Umi's child me or this woman?”
Umi Salmah approached towards Alifa, “You were indeed born from my womb, but I am really ashamed to acknowledge you as my son, Alifa!”
Deg ... Umi Salmah's humbling tone deeply pierced Alifa's heart. This is the first time Umi Salmah calls herself ‘Su’ in front of Alifa. It seems that Umi Salmah is currently very angry with Alifa. Even Umi Salmah blatantly said she was ashamed to have a child like Alifa.
“Umi ...” Alifa's tears trickled along with her heartache.
“I don't know where you heard the fake news about Ameera. But it should be, as an educated person you are better able to sort and choose the news. Do not be easily provoked by untrue news. And even if that's true, it's none of your business at all! You understand?”
“Umi ... I ...” Alifa seemed to be speechless.
“Umi please ... pain ...” Umi Salmah and Alifa turned towards the source of the voice. Ameera, who had been sitting on the floor, groaned in pain. A thick red liquid appears to bathe the bottom of the robe that he wears.
“Astaghfirullohaladzim ..” Umi Salmah looked panicked and immediately approached Ameera. “You why neng?”
A man looks moved closer to Ameera and Umi Salmah, “Ameera are you okay?” Habibie reflexively grabs Ameera's hand into his grasp. “We have to take her to Umi.” hospital And Umi agreed.
Habibie immediately carried Ameera ala bridal style. He paid no heed to his blood-soaked hands. For him right now, Ameera's safety is far more important.
Habibie immediately sat Ameera unconscious in the back seat of the car, accompanied by Umi Salmah. He quickly drove the car to the hospital.
Meanwhile, Alifa stared at the departure of her husband and Uminya with a look of Hampa. Now she realizes that Ameera is a very important person for Uminya and also for her husband. And in the end he decided to follow them to the hospital by driving his own car.
“How is the doctor?” habibie asked a middle-aged man in a white shirt who had just walked out of the ER room.
“The patient is still in a critical state, we must immediately perform surgery to save the baby. We need the consent of the patient's family. You her husband?”
“Bu-not doctor, I ..” Habibie seemed confused himself to introduce himself as to who.
“Alright please call his family to contact me in my room.” The doctor passed away, leaving two other generations confused.
“Where is Ameera Umi's husband?” Finally, the question that had been stuck in Habibie's heart was said as well.
“Ameera has no husband Nak,” replied Umi Salmah.
“So everything that Alifa said is true Umi, that Ameera—“
“No. Ameera is a good girl who makes the wrong decisions. Her pregnancy was not entirely her fault. Even Umi is proud of her for choosing to raise her own child. If it happens to another girl, maybe they will think to just drop it.”
“Then where is the baby's father? Shouldn't he be responsible for Ameera?”
“The story is long Nak, and Umi feels she has no right to tell it.”
“Mother Salmah.” A nurse called Umi Salmah's name just as she came out of the room where Ameera was being treated.
“Iya my sister,” replied Umi Salmah quickly.
“Patients want to talk to Mom. Please come in, but please don't do anything that can suppress the patient's emotions. Please keep her emotions stable, this is for the safety of the patient and her baby.”
“Good sister.” Umi Salmah entered Ameera's room. At the same time there was a woman with a wide headscarf and pale face approaching Habibie who was looking at Umi Salmah and Ameera behind a glass door. The door that was not tightly closed allowed the people outside to hear what Ameera and Umi Salmah were talking about.
“How are you doing?”
“Do not talk like that neng, our meeting is arranged with God.” Ameera smiled at Umi Salmah.
“Umi still remember my story about my first love?”
“Of course neng.”
“Alhamdulillah I have met him again Umi, also his wife. Turns out his wife is so kind and meek, also loves him very much.”
“Really?”
“Iya Umi, I'm glad she got together with the right girl and got the right family. Her mother-in-law is very kind, likes to help others, and does not hesitate to help an unknown girl who is in a state of despair.” Umi Salmah seemed to frown upon hearing Ameera's words.
“Iya Umi, the man is Habibie.” Ameera smiled back at Umi Salmah.
“Astaghfirullohaladzim.” Umi Salmah hugged Ameera. Her tears began to trickle down her long headscarf. “Why did you just say it now Neng? Don't you feel hurt seeing the man you love along with other women?”
“No Umi, I'm fine. I am happy to see him happy. Sister Alifa loved Habibie so much. I can see it.”
“Pardon Umi neng, the suffering you are experiencing now is a little bit due to Umi's mistakes as well. If only Umi did not match Alifa and Habibie, surely you have—“
“Umi don't talk like that, if Brother Alifa hears him he must be very sad.”
“After all that Alifa said to you, you still care about her feelings?”
“Of course Umi, I love brother Alifa as much as I love Umi.” Ameera hand moves reach Umi Salmah hand, “Umi can I trouble Umi once again?”
“Say neng, just say.”
“If I am not safe, please ask Sis Alifa and Habibie to take care of my baby. Teach her religion as early as possible, so she doesn't grow up like me. In order that no other Ameera-ameera gets rejection from the family of the prospective spouse just because of lack of religious knowledge.” Ameera began to shed tears as she said so. “And please deliver my body to my family home Umi.”
“Not neng .. You should not talk like that. You must have survived. Doctor will try your best.”
“No Umi, I feel my time is just a minute away.” Ameera's breathing was already irregular. “One more thing Umi, I want to donate my heart to Brother Alifa. At least there is still a part of me that is useful to others.”
Tiiiiitttt ....
Brug ....
Alifa was sitting limp on the floor, while Habibie stood still staring at the glass door in front of her. What they just heard was heartbreaking. Yes, they both heard clearly everything that Ameera said. About his feelings for Habibie and about his desire to donate his heart to Alifa.
And Alifa, now the guilt haunts her. Just a moment ago he with his bow insulted Ameera as low as he could. And now he finds out that the people he despises love him very much and will even donate his heart to those who insult him. Feelings of shame, sadness, and regret were mixed in him.
“Ameera .. forgive me Ameera ..” Alifa started crying hysterically. And therefore, Habibie also realized that there was Alifa there. He was resting on the floor very pitifully. Habibie walked up to Alifa and sat her in a chair. And now he's crying in Habibie's arms.
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“Your son Ra, healthy and handsome. As you wish, I will teach him the science of religion. I will take good care of her, I will love her like my own son. Sorry I didn't bring him to see you at this time. Umi said Fauzan was too small to travel far. I promise God willing that if he's old enough I'll bring him to you. His name is Muhammad Fauzan Alghifari. And thank you for donating your heart to Alifa Ra, at least I know, I can still love that part of you.” Habibie quickly left the burial area after sprinkling flowers and water over the navel with the words AMEERA PUSPITA.
EXPIRE
