Bismillah I Chose You

Part 4 | Shandra Condition

بِسْمِ اللّٰهِ الرَّحْمٰنِ الرَّحِيْم

"Gue aja the single still hung rich clothesline. How are you going to have a partner?!"

- Irfan

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The pair of father and son with all their energy broke down the door of the room that Shandra occupied. The first and second experiments failed not to dampen their spirits, and the third experiment finally opened the door so wide and gave rise to a sound that was so deafening to the sense of hearing.

The three breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Shandra who was asleep sideways to the right with her hand deliberately placed under the cheek. With slow steps they approached the bed and looked more closely Shandra who was delirious in her sleep. With sweat pouring out and a face that has turned deathly pale. It made them more anxious and worried. Fatimah, who was more sensitive and curious about the condition of her daughter-in-law, immediately sat down next to Shandra and put her hand on the forehead of the daughter-in-law who felt very hot.

"Call the doctor now!" fatimah's orders were still focused on looking at the pity of his only son-in-law.

Farhan also swiftly took a cellphone that was in the pocket of his pants. Contacting a relative who works as a doctor. After his call was connected he immediately gave the command so that the doctor immediately slid into the apartment.

"Pick up a small towel and water" Fatimah said either to her husband or to her son.

The two men exchanged glances as if dialoguing through the glare of their eyes. Fatimah looked at the annoyed child and her husband who were still sitting on the spot. "Missy!"

A pair of sons and a father nudged each other's shoulders. Pointing with each other's fingers.

"Astagfirullah," Fatimah said, stroking her chest with patience.

Not willing to take the risk and waste time finally Fatimah herself who intervened to take what she needed. "Having two men is of no use whatsoever!"

"Let me, Mah," the cry and the cry came out from Paradise and Farhan.

"Tell!" fatimah's snort was already emotional and upset. It seems that the stock of patience that Fatimah has does not apply to this day.

"Gara Papah is not an initiative so it is affected again, right," grumbled Farhan blame his father.

With disrespect Firdaus pricked the child's head just his wayang. "If you're filtered first."

Farhan gave a sinless grin and held onto the part of the head that felt a little sore. "The tissue is hollow, Pah," as the origin of the plaques.

"Mending you go to the hospital. Mamah's head is dizzy when you have a loud storm" said Fatimah who had just come with a basin of water and a towel on both hands.

"Ready commander!" The two men of different generations said compactly while giving respect like the red and white flag.

The sound of a bell ringing so loud.

"Look who came" said Fatimah.

"Yes, Mah," said Farhan first to recite his mother's words. And immediately rushed to the apartment door. Learning from experience, he did not want to get scorned by Fatimah again and again.

"Old sorry. There was a little obstacle" said the guest who was none other than a friend and doctor who Farhan called.

"Look easy time. Come in," said Farhan to invite his guests to immediately check the state of the wife.

"Who's sick?" ask him pleasantries.

"Here I am" said Farhan casually and unknowingly has begun to acknowledge the existence of Shandra in his life.

The doctor only understands. "Shandra?" tanyanya. Who knows if the man who is famous for many female friends has a wife other than Shandra.

It stopped Farhan's steps and when he realized he immediately punched his friend's arm. "One time no time I want to add more. I'm so much a person."

Farhan displayed a mysterious smile that was extremely disgusting in the eyes of his interlocutors. "If I am going to be happy to add another one," joked Farhan who even made the man beside him clench his hands firmly.

"Gue aja the single still hung rich clothesline. How are you going to have a partner?!"

"The charm of a married man is more tempting than a weathered bachelor like loe," ledek Farhan.

"Just in case you get brave enough to get me my target girl!" he said full of warning and immediately entered Shandra's room that was in sight.

Farhan's laughter broke when he saw the reaction of his new friend who was so adorable. "Sorry, Siska is not my type" he whispered.

The man who was none other than Irfan was just silent without a voice, and immediately checked the condition of his patient who was a good friend of Siska, the woman who was now enthroned in his heart.

"How's he doing, Doc?" fatimah asked enthusiastically.

"Shandra lacks nutritional intake and also has too much thought. It made things worse" Irfan explained after inserting a stethoscope into the doctor's bag.

"My son-in-law hasn't eaten in three days, Doc. Moreover, the departure of her mother made her drop even more," said Fatimah lovingly raise Shandra's blanket up to the chest.

"Inalillahi wa inalillahi rojiun." Irfan was surprised not to be upset when he found out that reality.

"I'm so sorry, sir, Mom," he continued, looking at Fatimah and Firdaus alternately.

The two old men simply nodded and smiled politely in response.

"Alright, ma'am this is a recipe that must be redeemed," said Irfan offering a copy of the recipe.

"Thank you" said Fatimah again showing her smile.

Irfan only nodded then immediately resigned to resign with the company of Farhan who faithfully delivered him to the door.

"Siska know about this?" ask Irfan carefully.

Farhan. "Gue has no power to convince him. Shandra has more right," he replied.

"Loe, 'kan tau, now Siska lives in Bandung. Moreover, he is very anti-get come to Jakarta," continued Farhan.

Irfan breathed a heavy sigh. Regret was evident from the look of his black eyes. "It's all because of me."

Farhan patted Irfan's right shoulder. "Udah is both your destiny. I hope you two get along rich first."

Irfan smiled wryly with Farhan's words. "Gue don't think that's possible!"

"A week before my wedding I was with Shandra instead of you sorry-sorry huh?" farhan.

"He is sorry for me. But he still keeps his distance, even my number is still blocked" said Irfan so lethargic.

"If the soul mate is not going anywhere. All are equal to Allah" said Farhan sage.

Irfan pulled both corners of his lips. "Abis eat what loe? Very wise," he said.

Farhan laughed at the joke Irfan made. "Happy fighting!"

Again Irfan smiled thinly full of doubt and then immediately say goodbye because there is still other business in the hospital.

▪To be continue▪