
"Owek.... "
Baby cries echoing in the delivery room make the doctors and nurses smile happily seeing the surgery has been successful which from earlier requires extra energy because Ais bleeding is quite serious but thankfully does not harm the baby and her secret only it should be slightly stitched in its personal area. The impact was hard enough to make a small tear.
The ice is still closing its eyes probably due to the influence of drugs and quite a lack of blood. Thank God for providing help with a set of blood type A is still there until Ais can quickly pass through the period of keritisnya.
Aiman who was alone was turning back and forth immediately while hearing the cry of baby.
His heart was beating rapidly at the sound of the cry, there was a sense of happiness, sadness and panic mixed into one.
"Alhamdulillah O Allah.... "
Mumbled Aiman wept and immediately bowed in gratitude for the pleasure that God had given.
Cklek....
The open door saw a nurse carrying a baby covered in blood to be cleaned followed by another nurse who pushed the ice gurney to move the VIP room.
"Good Father has become a Father, Baby boy. But. Your wife is still unconscious maybe a few hours away... "
"Alhamdulillah.O Allah, thank you Doc, ta.. but... nothing serious right Doc?
Aiman asked a little anxiously to make the doctor smile.
"Alhamdulillah no sir, just ma'af in the personal area a little we jait because there is a small tear due to a hard enough impact but Alhamdulillah not to harm... "
"It's okay Doc, thanks again...
"That's my duty, your baby again in the bath may be soon finished, please just wait in your wife's room.. "
Said the doctor smiling kindly as he let Aiman walk.
Aiman followed the doctor and entered his wife's room.
Ice face looks pale with eyes that are still closed approaching the gurney of the wife.
"Khu. khumairo.. "
Aiman trembled holding the wife's hand and kissed her tenderly lovingly.
"Ma. ma'af is Hubby, and thank you for fighting for Baby. He's a man he said dearly... "
Before long the door of the Ice room opened, it seems that one of the sisters pushed the newly completed Baby Crib clean.
"Pernisi sir, ma'af interfered. Here's the baby please to adzani. "
With trembling Aiman held the tiny Baby who was still closed both eyes, the baby wriggled when there was movement.
With trembling Aiman tried his son and then dipped him slowly with a clear liquid that dripped.
A sense of happiness enveloped his heart, then Aiman carried his baby towards the wife, while the sister herself was no longer there to leave the couple.
"Khumairo. Look dear baby we are very handsome, very similar to Baba... "
"Baby rich Ummah will be angry if you see his son like Baba... "
Aiman chuckled to himself talking to the child as if his son could hear.
Aiman continued to invite the tiny baby to talk, sometimes joking, and Aiman chuckled to himself.But behind it all really Aiman felt a void in his heart.
"Well, behold, now Aiman has become Baba. Mamah has become Grandma, did Mamah see us ?. Aiman hopes Mamah is here, on the side of Aiman.. "
Lilir Aiman put her baby into the crib and shifted it to be close to the gurney of the wife.
"Khumairo get up... "
Mumbled Aiman then kissed the top of the wife's head.
A strong wind caressed the white skin of someone standing looking at the beautiful scenery before his eyes.
A beautiful smile is engraved on her thin lips with eyes that still focus on seeing a building that looks beautiful to spoil the eyes.
Where the building always makes a person comfortable and peaceful, even any affairs feel light when someone complained in that place
A very sacred and historical place.
Although now someone has erased the traces of the past that made his heart sore and sick. But the taste is still there even if only a speck.
One just wants to focus on setting themselves much better, getting closer to the owner of life.
It is true ! hoping in humans is like an empty check, believing that we will get everything turns out to be just a mirage.
That woman, she was trying to move her heart, that only God was in her heart not a creature.
Let the memory be neatly stored in his heart but never let it ruin everything.
Slowly a man walked into the building hugging a book he had always guarded. The book was so valuable to him.
"Assynoltom... "
"Vaalaikumsalam..Green (Silver) "
Shouting children immediately ran to embrace someone, he just smiled at the behavior of the children who were hugging him.
" NUI xiangni nin de xi?ngd? Duinigui, qin'ai de xingdi, zuotian heng man, suyi wai lai zhali.. (So miss your sister ? sorry well dear brother yesterday was busy, so just came here.)
" Wemen lyjihee xingdi (We know brother ko.) "
Plain speech of a boy who is about six years old. Make someone smile.
" Cute china, zai, wmen zhijie jinq ba, wmen manshang jingrue.. (Lin ko is still there, let's go in for a little while to make adzan.)
Someone who was in Lin's arms raised his head to look at the person who called.
Emang right in a moment want adzan asar reverberate.
And sure enough the reverberating adhanpun make the children immediately run to their respective places.
" Ta xionzai sh? (His heart is much better now? ) "
" Alhamdulillah, zhe yiqie douu guigong yay de qiao bngzhento.(Thank God, it's all thanks to Auntie's help.) "
Replied Someone who was in Lin's arms while smiling at Aunt with twinkle eyes. But deep down there was a sense that he could not describe, like something tickled his heart.
" Queen zhidao zu zihzhenns, zhen zu zhenzhensin shu zhu zuin zuin zuin zu zhango de qinzhains zhi yi, htainduo lain zhliI, niishi qizhou zhongyi yi. (You know this mosque, you know this mosque, zhi, Mosques are among the oldest in the world and a lot of people come in here and you are one of them... )"
" Huizai sheng qinzhensen.(Huaisheng Mosque, inexplicably makes me comfortable here... )
Said slowly Lin while shadowing the first time he was there with his eyes fixed on the building that looked old but very beautiful design.
It has been almost a year that Lin has lived in Guangzhou, where the Huaisheng Mosque is located, and the mosque is also known as the Tower of Light Mosque or Lighthouse Mosque.
In combination with the natural scenery is so beautiful, with friendly residents make a Lin feel at home and comfortable.
Since Lin decided to convert to Islam he lived in the Guangzhou area because he wanted to continue to deepen about Islam.
Forgetting was painful but not for Lin. It felt like something was calming his soul as he continued to draw closer to the creator and forget everything that was holding him back.
"*Hopefully you are always happy*... "
inner Lin then entered the mosque with the person who was called Bibi.
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