Get off the bed

Chapter 104's

Because Jodi could not be contacted, Arick finally came back to his son and wife. He sat down next to Jihan.

"What did Jodi Mas say?" jihan asked, he turned a glance and then looked back at Zayn. While Anja and Jani had just climbed upstairs to sleep, they were taken by Melisa and Sofia.

"Can't be reached baby, maybe he's busy" Arick replied, nodding.

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Arick's phone still in his hand shook, he saw a call coming from Faruq.

In a hurry he raised the call.

"Assalamualaikum Mas" replied Arick, rising again and slightly away.

While Jihan turned her head back, suddenly her heart rippled, she somehow felt lost when she saw her husband go to get the call.

Seen by the husband who called no matter who, his face looked serious and repeatedly nodded.

The serious face was even still there when he saw the husband hang up the phone call and approach him.

"Who called Mas? what's up?" jihan asked hurriedly when Arick had sat down perfectly, not usually he was so curious about who the husband was calling.

"Dear Faruq, Nami's mother is sick and asks us to go there,"

The deg! hearing that Jihan's heart was stopped, somehow it felt like the mother was more than sick.

Then Arick calls Asih and his mother to bring Zayn in.

"You ready, huh? I'm going to take papa and mom to see Nami's mom" Arick explained in a trembling voice and Jihan felt increasingly claustrophobic.

"What kind of pain did Mom have?" jihan asked with an uncomfortable heart. Even though last night he had a beautiful dream about his mother, like going back in time, in that dream little Jihan ran to hug his mother and father simultaneously.

Why is her mother sick today?

"Just have a fever, we'd better get there. Come on," Arick asked, after seeing Asih who had brought Zayn to ride.

They got up and went up to the 2nd floor. Getting ready.

Before long, 10 minutes later everyone was ready. Arick, Jihan, Sofia and Mardi left in just 1 car.

"Why don't we take the kids? I'd be happy to meet Zayn, Anja and Jani" Jihan asked as the car drove off and began to enter the highway.

"Let them at home, pity, baby ZAJ is sleeping," Sofia replied as Arick was silent.

His tongue is always lying to his wife.

Jihan simply nodded, confirming the mother-in-law's words.

Silent.

Not usually their car is so quiet, even Mardi did not say a word on the trip.

Everyone just fell silent, watching the streets.

Until finally they arrived at Nami's house which was crowded with people and there was a yellow flag flying at the gate of the house.

The deg! seeing that Jihan's heart slipped, her chest suddenly tightened and her neck was torn.

"Mas .."the speechless voice of Jihan.

Unable to hold back, Sofia finally hugged the daughter-in-law tightly and suddenly cried.

"Mother Nami is no longer there, she is dead" explained Sofia and Jihan immediately gamang.

His head suddenly spun like it was hit.

Jihan's tears just flowed without a sound.

Seeing that, Arick quickly got out of the car and ran towards the wife's door, opened it and took the wife into the crib.

But Jihan did not answer anything, she only complied as her husband guided her to get out of the car. Walking followed Arick's steps as he hugged Jihan's shoulder tightly.

The echoes of people reading Yasin's letter filled the entire house, increasingly making Jihan plump and languish at once.

They continued walking until they reached the middle room.

Jihan's legs shook and felt so weak and powerless, she fell down when she saw a body lying in the middle of the room and her whole body was covered in white cloth.

She was crying, but her crying made no sound at all. His eyes continued to widen and let out tears nonstop.

Until I felt a tight hug hit his body.

Faruq crouched down and hugged the sister's body tightly and Cryan broke even more.

"Istigfar dear, istigfar, life and death belong to God, we as human beings must accept all these provisions," explained Faruq trying to toughen up, although his heart was so sliced to find this reality, the mother died and followed their father.

Jihan did not answer, only continued to cry until making the clothes of the brother wet.

"Let's see my mother for the last time" asked Faruq, he then broke the hug and guided the sister to rise.

Weakly walked towards the mother.

The two gathered beside the lifeless Nami, after the morning prayers he died. He was taken to hospital but his life could not be taken back.

Slowly, Faruq's hand stretched open the mother's face cover.

Jihan covered her mouth with both hands when she saw Nami's face was already so pale, with a nose that had been given cotton.

He held back that his tears would not break, while in his heart he continued to be privileged.

"Mother .." said Jihan, she stroked the mother's face fondly.

As a child he felt unfilial to the mother, always feeling less attentive and less caring as long as the mother was alive.

If time could be repeated?

No. gabe. Jihan shook her head slowly. He can't say that. This has all become God's provision and he must rejoice.

Slowly, Jihan wiped away all her tears and began to draw closer to her mother.

"I'm sorry, ma'am" that's all he can say while kissing his mother's forehead one last time.

He moved away, looked at the older brother and nodded small. He hinted that he was now a clairvoyant and the mother could soon be buried.

Again, Faruq hugged his sister tightly beside the mother's body.

"Our prayers for mothers will never break, so as long as we live even though mother and father are gone we can still continue to serve them, through prayer," clearly Faruq and Jihan were nodding in the arms of the older brother.

Ja. His inner. His mouth was no longer able to answer.

After that Nami was buried, all the family took her to her funeral.

The rain drizzled down, not to make everyone wet. But adding haru in each other's hearts.

Jihan and Faruq returned to the ground when the mound was perfectly printed with many flowers scattered.

"We say goodbye to Mom" said Faruq in a trembling voice.

Although it was a clairvoyant, but Jihan could not lie, her heart was still so beaten and sad. He came back crying.

Until a warm hand hugged him tightly from the side. Jihan looked over and saw the husband's shady face.

"Let's go home, mom is calm and the kids are waiting for us" Arick said.

Jihan nodded, Yes, life must go on even though for some people it must stop because of destiny.

The path of the mother is over, but she cannot survive this sadness. He must continue his life.