Divine Destiny
#28
..."*This is my destiny...
...must be in the same room...
...Very painful space...
...and full of wounds...
...which others say...
...Abandoned*"...
...*qolayuby*...
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The clear sky seemed dark in the swallow by the darkness there was no sky as beautiful as this afternoon and evening but a girl had not realized what she had missed was still faithfully asleep on the hospital bed I don't know if his family is worried about him.
"Emmmz" a small mutter was heard on the little lips of the girl who had been unconscious for eight hours slowly the girl got up even though her head was painful but she kept trying to get up.
The all-white room made the girl perplexed her eyes continue to look at the whole room is quite spacious"what I am in the hospital"muttered the girl and her eyes immediately glanced at her hand there was a beautiful infusion tube on the back of her left hand"why am I here? "ask the girl to herself.
Long time he remembered the feeling after the dhohor he left to want to go to his mother's house he kept trying to remember his hand directly touched his stomach when he remembered the incident he was snapped because he was surprised he turned around but how unfortunate the trumpet instead pushed it hard until the girl hit the road bottle very hard as a result.
The girl's hand trembled softly palpating the stomach that had slightly bulged now flattened back"not possible"the girl's inner seemed to be asked clear fluid from earlier had escaped the owner the girl's slender body began to tremble.
"No. this is impossible. hik.. hik... my son.. no" cried the girl who was none other than Rahma qolayuby.
"Ah... I can't possibly lose my son. hik... no. I'm sorry mother... "tetiak Rahma again could not accept the fact that he could not care about the pain of the infusion needle is increasingly piercing because his movement because his heart is much more sick than the stabbing force of the infusion needle that is not there whatwhat the fuck.
Destiny so perfectly runs on its unadvanced spin, defunding.
"Why is this sick hik. what should I say to Azam hik.
Why the suffering again approached Rahma his life felt completely on the somersault back he experienced a sense of loss continues to entrap him more tightly like not to miss what else God is planning yet it is enough to take Father and Fauzi in his life now God takes a little angel who could not Rahma see him at all.
Tight, angry, wanting to blaspheme but to whom? is it fair to Rahma? why should he suffer, why? what sin Rahma in the past made God always test her again and again.
"Hic... God why are you so cruel to me. Why? why are you evil ?why did you present him if you want to take him back ..what's my fault god... "
Rahma continued to scream because the pain of her loss was really the ordeal of what else she got that slashing scream really echoed the roar in the all-white room that anyone who heard would definitely be carried away feeling the tightness of it but unfortunately no one heard it as if people were deaf to its activities.
Roaring to himself in a room that is all white there is no one who can calm him really poor girl when the situation is weak there should be someone beside him.
"God why are you evil to me hik. hik. "yell Rahma again.
"Astagfirullah Nak" cried Mother Fatimah so surprised at the words of her son.
Mother Fatimah who just found her son's room immediately barged in but Mother Fatimah was surprised by the words of her child who was angry with God.
Mother Fatimah immediately ran to Rahma and hugged her tightly channeling calmness.
"Istigfar Nak. istigfar...do not blame God for the trials that befall you this is a trial for you.istgfar." said mother Fatimah soft but a little afraid to see the condition of her child who is like a zombie.
"No Mother... Allah is evil to Rahma... "
"No son. No . Allah loves Rahma. istigfar... "
"Whether the Mother of God is evil and Rahma herself was evil at the beginning she has taken Father and Ka Fauzi from Rahma now God takes again the son of Rahma"
Rahma continued to wriggle and cry but Mother Fatimah still tried to hug her child tightly before long the cry began to be heard no longer.
"Son.. son. "there is no word from Rahma mother Fatimah slowly loosened her arms.
"Astagfirullah son" shouted Fatimah's mother, Rahma Pinsan quickly mother Fatimah put Rahma to sleep again and ran out.
"Doctor.... Sister.. please. doc... "yelling mother Fatimah the doctor who heard it directly approached mother Fatimah happened to be the doctor who was handling Rahma was passing by after checking other patients.
"What's buk? "
"Help my son Doc he fainted"the doctor immediately barged into Rahma's room followed by Fatimah's mother from behind.
The doctor immediately examined Rahma's condition with serious eyes staring at Rahma.
"Where is Doc? "asked mother Fatimah worried.
"Mother's child is okay just shocked to accept the situation she experienced in this condition should her husband be beside her..if I may know who this mother is? and where's her husband? "the doctor explained and asked.
"Alhamdulilah.I dok mother and her husband are on the way "
"I'll excuse you then" doctor said.
"Thank you doc" the doctor just smiled and walked away from the room.
Slowly the mother of Fatimah approached and stroked Rahma's head"hey Allah gave sincerity to the heart of the servant child lest he hurt himself" muttered the mother of Fatimah.
"Cups"
Mother Fatimah kissed her child's forehead with a pity her heart was really sliced to see her child helpless clear liquid continues to drip wet both cheeks Mother Fatimah.
Which mother will not be sad to see her daughter slumped must be very destroyed as devastating but a mother will also always look strong to strengthen her child.
The soul mate and death have all been determined we can not go forward back and forth when destiny has spoken on its way.
Anyone will not be able to stand up straight hearing the word "described" everyone will avoid the situation .
We may grieve, cry, scream if it will make us calm in the face of the test but we must remember never to scold or blame God for what happened.
Remember that! it is precisely with the situation we are in facing a test that is the closest door to God should we ask for his help and ask for forgiveness instead of blaming or avoiding him.
Because every test there must be an answer behind bitterness there will be happiness in it do not complicate our lives by lamenting a sadness but sincerely and live assured that someday must be beautiful in time.
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