Brotherhood Idaman

Part 2

Is being a mother easy?

"Afwan Laiqa. "

Suddenly his young lecturer came, said like that then immediately crouched down and looked at Fattah, the boy's back rubbed gently

"What do you want, son? want to be cleaned, right? ntar abi clean up..."

Laiqa silent a thousand languages. He was just stunned.why there is a man as perfect as his lecturer. Friendly face, soft voice, patient and loving.

Astagfirullah, think what he is, it should not be like that to appear to the teacher whom he has always respected.

"Afwan I pamit ustadz..Assalamu'title.."

"Wait a minute, please keep this a secret.."

"I mean ustadz..?"

"Azqila is mentally disturbed because of this third pregnancy, only me and you know..he is experiencing baby blues and schizophrenia..You understand?"

Laiqa gulped, nodding slowly.

Ustadz Salman led Fattah straight to the toilet, after greeting him. The little boy had stopped crying and tried to obey his ashes to clean himself in the toilet.

What happens, women as perfect as Azqila's sister, a graduate of psychology, then married Ustadz Salman who is very patient can experience mental disorders ?

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Arriving home, Salman slammed the door after saying his greetings. Silently, in his room Azqila was crying fearlessly. Salman quickly put the sleeping Fattah in an online taxi, in the child's room.

Then he rushed to his room, found his wife was holding her face on a large pillow. He sat in front of his wife, breathing.

"why does this keep going?, I told you not to be angry with children and not cry.."

"why? abi's shy !?"

"where are you thinking?!" the soft voice began to rise, the thing he feared the most was the anger of the most patient person in his life. He knew Salman just didn't want him to be weak by crying, but that power he didn't find.

"the sholihah woman is able to maintain the honor of herself and her husband, what are you looking for ? S2 degree? freedom? be obedient enough, and make a husband ridho, inshaAllah heaven for you.. "

"can you say that, less obedient what am I until finally this pregnancy occurred, where was the promise of abi when Faiza was born ? !"

"can't you speak in that same tone as your husband?. .. O Allah umi..." Salman rubbed his face.

"Fuck up! am I not satisfied?!" Azqila continued to shed tears. In the corner of the bed the baby was crying starving

"umi...!" exclaimed Salman, rose up and immediately fondled the nimang Faiza. "please milkin dedek first"

Azqila took over the baby violently, then threatened Salman "i'm beating ...!" his bully, immediately Salman said Istighfar and hugged his wife.

"Umi.. umi tired huh? do we need to see a doctor now ?"

Azqila clutched Faiza who had been drinking her milk, crying in Salman's arms.

You are my most patient man, forgive me and my sickness. Azqila said in the heart.

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Ting !

Sorry brother, Laiqa earlier you should not talk like that to you..

Laiqa glanced at whatsapp's open message from Kak Azqila. He fell silent and immediately pressed the phone icon in the upper right corner.

"Assalamualaykum Ka.."

"Waalaykumsalam .. "answered the voice across without spirit.

"How are you? Is kaka getting sniffed? Ustadz said Salman's brother was not feeling well." said Laiqa lying.

"Ukhti. You may be the only one who can help me..."

"God, what does brother mean? about the teacher replacement for our group??" laiqa as usual with her critical nature.

"Yes that too, you just prepare the material... God willing, bureaucratic affairs with the leader of dakwah brother and husband who take care of"

Laiqa nodded, as usual he was always sami'na wa atho'na, I heard I was obedient.

"But also about Fattah and Faiza." - The voice and,

Bruck..

Sounds like a falling hape. And Azqila stopped talking.

"Sister? Brother??" Laiqa did not know what was happening until he heard the call of Ustadz Salman.

"Astagfirullah umi!! Umi why? Wake mi!"

"So why are you?" follow Laiqa in his hape.

"He fainted, afwan please you go to Pasar Rebo hospital now, to take care of my son as long as I take him to the doctor"

"Tayyib Ustadz..."

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"Abang Fattah." whispered Laiqa approaching the anxious child who was looking at his mother into the igd room.

"umi is sick" he pointed out, while the door was closed and Ustadz Salman paused for a while while holding Faiza with both hands without a sling.

"yes, you know, you do'a the same God "his mouth is reddened expressively when mentioning the name of Allah.

Laiqa smiled haru

"what's do'a brother?"

"branch of the do'a, O Allah may abi umi much provision of aamiin"

"masya Allah..rezeki healthy yes, abundant sustenance for brother and sister yes...?"

"iya dong, brother would want to buy abi obilll(toy car)"

Laiqa laughed, he pinched slowly on the cheeks of the pony-haired boy's kingpin and pony it up.

"Now the same brother Ammah Laiqa first yes until umi healed"

"oh okay ! that's a great idea"

Laiqa shook her head with a smile as she rubbed the child's head.

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Early in the morning, Azqila woke up, reaching for her mobile phone at a small table next to her bed in the hospital room. He started opening the Diary Online app and typing in silence.

Dear Allah...

Right next to me he fell asleep, all night he had been looking after me and our baby. My husband, Salman.times have shown 04:15 . I know he hasn't been performing his prayers, as usual, like the days of the year for a few years, maybe that keeps me depressed, stressed, desperate, broken and ashamed before you, O Allah... I fear all these terms, all the facilities that You have given to our family, someday you will reply with a painful torment.

The fingers are shaking. He closed the Diary Online application, then put his phone on the table.

"Abi.." she gently touched her husband's arm, seconds later shaking it. A respected Ustadz, and had been together it turned out to be a person who was often negligent in his prayers, if he was in his own house.

"Abi.. Wake up.."

"Hemmm" Salman simply muttered, the alarm in his hape went off again.

"Bi..build bi"

Such behavior made Azqila very crowded, as if she could not accept that her husband was such a person. Salman looks perfect in front of the students, the da'i, their extended family and colleagues. But when there was only Azqila, her true nature appeared and has not changed until now.

10 Minutes before the dawn adhan as usual her husband woke up, Faiza's baby cries added to the boisterous atmosphere. Azqila who was still complete with infusions began breastfeeding Faiza, while continuing to wail to Salman's prayer movement in a hurry in the corner of the room.

The Fiqh expert had created a great sickness in his own wife, without her noticing.

After reading the morning dhikr,

Suddenly he remembered his first child at home, he said Fattah was guarded by Ahsan at night. He immediately took a phone to ask Fattah news by phone.

"Assalamualai Fattah..."

"Waalaykumsalam.. umii, you've recovered?!"

"Doain, baby.have you eaten yet?"

"Udah dong, brother ate tofu!"

"Well, God is great, brother." he praised, immediately the boy was heard chuckling, then shouting happily.

"Umi later you will go to the doctor to see Umi" he continued

"Ohya?"

"Uhun teh (iya kak) kusabab simkuring aya poe ieu class.(.I have class today)"

"oh uhun atuh.. kadieu wae.hatur nohun nyak .."

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Azqila vomited again, Alhamdulillah abis dzuhur Laiqa visited him after college and helped keep Fattah.

I'm not good with him, but he already knows my disgrace.

" Brother likes to play with Ammah(tante) .."

Laiqa smiled at the reaction of Fattah's brother who jumped and ran around in excitement to kiss the wall because it did not have a brake that was worn.

The girl hugged Fattah who was crying in pain.

"It's nothing strong." said Laiqa as he rubbed the toothless boy's head.

"Laiqa ... Can I ask you one more time?"

"What ka?"

"I heard you're in need of money.Will you be baby sitter Fattah...I'll pay by the hour. 30 rb is enough?"

Laiqa was silent, as if finding himself almost in the abyss, then there was a helicopter flying above him holding out a rope. It is like a storm that snatches Azqila said, like a noisy helicopter wind, but it is really God's help.

He really needs money.

"I'll tell you as soon as I answer you.please give me time .."

There is something he must make sure, namely the ridho of his parents.

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