Girl For The Widow

Girl For The Widow
S2.10



"If you like it, marry Qia!"


Qia was aware of what Umi Ika said, she quickly shook her head refusing what she was told. Then the woman firmly rejected him.


"No way."


"Who is talking about this?" tanya Umi Ika wants to make sure.


"Russia, Umi. Qia did not want to marry that person. That person does not believe in God. He has no religion, Umi. Islam is only printed on the ID card."


Qia told him what he knew about the man who was believed to have caused him to lie weak like this. A young man who becomes a friend in achieving dreams. Friends who are very intelligent in thinking and also very sociable. But one thing he knew was his very perverted thinking.


"So you know who it is?" ask Umi Ika curious. He took a heavy breath and regretted the life path that the young man had taken. Istighfar's chants repeatedly uttered from his lips.


"Qia believes that she is the one," Qia replied with a heavy breath. His memory returned to the extra-natural events he had been through. There was no suspicion at all because his friend looked mediocre. He was very chatty and very smart. Especially when they discussed discussing the task of college, then the science they quickly caught.


"If Qia believes that it is him, then don't tell anyone about him. Simply knowing it for yourself is not to be known by others. The fear will be slander because maybe this is just the belief of Qia, especially if it comes from Jin. It's been confirmed that it was just a lie."


Umi Ika at length advised Qia to accept this ordeal with sincerity and breastplate. Behind all this, there will be tremendous wisdom waiting for him if he is to be patient in living it.


After speaking at length, Umi Ika again continued Rukyah who had paused because of their chatter.


Qia again felt the pain and tried not to scream by replacing Istighfar as reducing the pain. But his efforts so as not to scream turned out to be in vain. Qia at last shouted hysterically which sounded heartbreaking.


"Qia, enough today, Umi is tired. Too strong Jin that is in your left eye," said Umi Ika ended treatment today. He already did not have the energy to continue his complex let alone look at the weakly helplessly drooping Qia. Just shaking his head The girl was unable to.


"If forced it could be Qia who went instead of Jinnya," continued Umi Ika look exhausted. The motherly woman wiped the sweat that was stuck to her forehead.


While Habibah quickly gave the date juice so that Qia has more energy.


"Bibah" called Qia very weakly. His legs and hands were still moving with rapid movements and his head was in pain. Habibah approached, then turned on the murottal through the mobile phone so that Qia felt a little calm.


"It is better to rest, deck," said Habibah softly. Qia simply blinked her eyes in response. The girl could no longer move her body. His body seemed to have no blood flow and was very weak there was not the slightest energy. Only his hands and feet were still actively moving out of his control and Qia could not stop him immediately. He was only able to endure waiting for the movement to stop itself. The movements were not the will of his body, but the movements of his hands and feet were controlled by his illness.


Umi Ika said before encouraging Qia not to despair and believe that the healing will soon occur at the will of God.


After the departure of Umi Ika, Rizqy approached Qia who was lying weakly on a Mat with Habibah who remained at her side.


"Sir, God willing, soon your suffering will end. You have to be excited" said Rizqy encouraging his only brother. Seemed affection was emanated in both of his eyes. Eyes that seem to hold the sadness. Her brother always smiled warmly as if giving peace to the soul of Qia. The smile seemed to say everything would be fine and there was Big Brother by his side, so there was nothing to worry about.


At night, Rizqy did not close her eyes. He stayed awake beside Bed Qia who looked calm in his sleep. In the end the drowsiness with occasional yawning.


"Sir, tumben tonight there is no restlessness in your sleep. I hope your illness doesn't come tonight and the nights ahead. Isn't that a sign that you will soon be free from this pain?"


After saying that Rizqy tidied up the blanket that covered the frail thin body carefully. The girl's head was then heard a prayer. A hope that calmness would be felt in the heart of Qia who was still tired.


Chequelek


In the silence of the night, the Door opens displaying Habibah's figure from behind it. The sweet woman had just finished praying last night and approached her husband who was still awake.


"Mas," call Habibah shrewdly afraid to build the Brother-in-law. She sat down by Rizqy's side and laid her head on her Husband's Sturdy shoulder.


"Thank you, thank you" said Rizqy sincerely. The man did not know what to say let alone to repay all the kindness of the Woman beside him.


"For?" Not only this time did her husband thank her, even almost every time. Always answered with a nod and a sincere smile. But now he was curious so that the question was also thrown from his lips.


"For your loyalty, for your love, for your affection, for your sacrifice and so on which you cannot describe in detail" Rizqy replied sincerely. That was all he could do for the Wife for now. In the future if Qia is healed, then she will do whatever her wife wants. He will try to grant Habibah's request, even if it is beyond reason though.


"Yes, we are both. I don't mind doing this. Mas is my husband and Qia is my sister as well, so it's only natural to stay by your side under any circumstances. We are not family so it is appropriate to love each other and take care of each other," replied Habibah no less sincere. She entered into the arms of her Husband who first grabbed the body of the Wife.


"Good to have you."


Habibah said what was in his heart. A truth that does not make up because it is her Husband as good as that.


"Alhamdulillah, mas happy with a sentence that makes Mas blush embarrassed." Rizqy showed a happy hue even her shy face was deliberately displayed to tempt the Wife.


Habibah chuckles at the funny look that Rizqy shows.


It was only tonight that the two of them were able to mingle after spending tense nights since Qia was sick. Imagine, the couple Husband Wife had to face the disease Qia who did not know the time. Sometimes there is fear when you see the state of a very weak Qia has no life expectancy. Worry and fear of loss often affect the minds of both.


At the weak point Qia faced, Rizqy and Habibah tried to encourage him. Both of them gave up the healing of Qia in the tawakkal that should be done.


"Mas is happy to see you laughing after going through the grief the whole time. It feels so beautiful tonight. Look at Qia not rumat," said Rizqy glanced at his sister who was not disturbed at all.


"Yes, yes Mas, usually in these hours Qia kumat continues now that the clock has been missed. I wish the creature had really gone from the tube of Qia." Habibah spoke full of hope for the recovery of his sister.


"Aamiin, you better take a break."


Rizqy led the Wife to the room. Arriving there Rizqy hugged Habibah's body warmly. Since Qia was sick, the couple had no time for either of them. The minds of both were focused on caring for Qia and trying to work to heal her.


"Force Bibah, I have neglected to make you happy. How bad this guy is, even just kissing you Mas doesn't have time."


There was sadness in every word that came from those red lips. Habibah who saw the sadness framed the face of her Husband. She never blamed her husband who lately had no time for her. In addition to taking care of Qia who was sick, her husband also had to take care of his company which began to wriggle towards success. He also took over the company of Wira Ariadi, where Keynand helped Rizqy destroy Wira Ariadi before dragging him in the bars.


Still fresh in the memory of Rizqy and Qia when witnessed the destruction of the company that became the pride of his biological father. And also saw the man suffer in prison for a long time.


While Vienna Winata, The Stepmother until now set the war drums on her. The woman is ambitious to take over the Company which is the right of Rizqy, Qia and Kiano who has not been wanted to be revealed by Rizqy.


Rizqy anchored her longing to the Wife by dipping her natural mature Gojiberry colored lips greedily. It might have been too long the two of them did not touch making the sense of it even more anchored.


***


In the morning, Qia woke up with a different taste. Every night he fell asleep without being haunted by his illness which every midnight always comes to him. He was grateful, last night his illness did not relapse making this dawn feel there is energy. Qia said that gratitude accompanied by a bright smile.


"Sir Bibah, Rizqy's sister," he called her cheerfully despite still sounding very weak. She walked towards her brother's room slowly as his body was still weak. Arriving at the doorway of the room, he let out a faint sigh and then wiped away the cold sweat that was pouring out. Actually she felt trembling, just because she wanted to recover The girl tried to be strong and ignored the taste.


Chequelek


The door opened presenting Habibah there.


"Bibah, Qia wants to take a walk around here, is it okay?"


Habibah was fixated on seeing the change of Qia who looked so excited about going through the day this morning. Subconsciously Habibah nodded his head giving permission.


"Thank you, Brother."


After saying goodbye, Qia left Habibah in slow steps.


Habibah looked at his brother-in-law until it was lost in his sight. Apparently the woman was not aware of what was going on.


"Eh Qia, be careful," he cried as he awoke from his dumbbell.


Meanwhile, Qia stepped towards the garden. There he rested his tired body which was starting to weaken and tremble. He was not aware of the existence of the Youth who had been paying attention.


"Masha God, beautiful!" the young man praised Qia who was still engrossed in looking far away.


"Wait, wait it seems like I've met this girl before, but where are ya?" the young man was thinking.


Seriate.