Girl For The Widow

Chapter 60's

While in the Hospital, Habibah faithfully accompanied Rizqy. He is currently cleaning his body. With painstaking and full of caution he rubbed his face with a wet Tissu while the rest of the body used a clean towel with warm water.

A few minutes later Habibah had completed his task. He got up from his seat while carrying Baskon filled with warm water.

The woman stepped into the toilet and threw away the water by not forgetting to read the basmalah. After that he put tools and towels on the table available there.

She returned to Rizqy's side with her husband's hand.

"Mas, wake up" whispered Habibah. He looked at Rizqy's calm face. He really enjoyed his sleep as if there was a very beautiful and soothing place.

"Are you tired of not coming back? is Mas's dream so beautiful that it's reluctant to move on from there."

After being satisfied said, his hand now stroked Rizqy's face that looked still pale.

She looked at him longingly, hoping that Rizqy would come to her senses soon.

Habibah never stopped saying prayers. Lirih was hopeful with tears unceasingly flowing.

Hikz hikz hikz

Sounding his sobbing, he hurriedly wiped the clear details that had just kept popping up. The tears seemed to be longing to be wiped away by the gentle hand of this man, Rizqy.

"Mas Rizqy, until when do you fall asleep? is it not painful? he said Mas wanted to always be accompanied by his wife while hearing her voice and staring at her sweet face. It was a lie, it was all nothing but dreadful. The proof is that Mas is even engrossed in sleep and does not want to see Habibah's face."

Habibah unceasingly invited Rizqy to speak. With no boredom she stroked the beautiful face of her Husband and occasionally he kissed his hands.

Right now he was very worried, only the awareness from Rizqy made him able to breathe well. He put his head on the bed. His head felt very heavy because from last night he did not close his eyes and now the day was near noon. Keeping hold of Husband's hand, Habibah fell asleep carrying sobs in her mouth.

"Is he still alive? why is there an angel here?"

Habibah gasped as soon as he heard a similar sound from Rizqy. He raised his head then looked up at Rizqy.

Seeing Rizqy smiling at him, Habibah quickly straightened her body back up.

"Mas Rizqy is conscious? Thank goodness."

Habibah immediately hugged the body. The sound of sobs re-echoing.

Rizqy gently stroked the tip of his head and let Habibah cry in novelty. Perhaps by crying she let go of the burden she was carrying when she was unconscious.

"Mas is okay Habibah, still able to ride to the top of the mountain. It's a pity that we can't now so we have to wait for a little night" Rizqy joked at the end of a weak-sounding ruckus.

"Maaaas" cried Habibah in red. He kept his head away from Rizqy's body.

"Unfortunately we are in the inpatient room not in the hotel room. If in a hotel room, exciting times huh? Mas can hug you all day," said Rizqy next. After saying he blinked his eyes tempting Habibah.

"Mas Rizqy is sick, is he in the cooking hospital right in the hotel room? Mas Rizqy is sick don't be kidding me!" habibah said with annoyance. There was relief when Rizqy opened her eyes.

"The sick cannot joke" said Rizqy smiling. His smile seemed to be deceiving the pain he was feeling.

"Mas nothing?" habibah asked worriedly.

"It's okay!" sahut Rizqy still spread his smile.

"That's Mas Rizqy in pain."

"Who said? I didn't say it! if anyone says don't believe the proof, it's okay" said Rizqy, moving her hand.

"Aww."

The screech made Habibah jump in shock.

"Mas, careful. Mas's body is still weak and has just finished surgery."

Habibah's words made Rizqy speechless. He did not want to act anymore because it would only make his wife worry about him.

"Oh yeah? have you slept for a long time? means Fajr Prayers are late, dong?" Rizqy asked next. He swept through the hospital walls to find the Clock. When he saw the clock he immediately beristighfar because remember not to carry out two rakaatnya today.

"Geez, Mas has not prayed Fajr, yet" said Rizqy restlessly.

"Mas is sick and has just regained consciousness. So it is not the omission of Mas in the end to leave Salah," said Habibah pacified his Husband.

Rizqy smiled, she then asked Habibah for help to help her stay. Because he felt his body very sick. It is not possible to step towards the toilet. Finished, but he continued to perform his Fajr Prayer even though he wanted to be by noon.

Having just finished his prayer, the Doctor and a Sister came to check on Rizqy.

"Thank God, Mr. Rizqy is conscious. We'll check on her condition" the doctor said. He began to examine the state of the patient after waking up from his long sleep.

"Doctor, what happened to me? My heart suddenly rumbled when I saw the Angel. The person said that Dag dig dug even had the song" said Rizqy, looking at someone standing in front of the toilet.

The doctor who listened to Rizqy's confession scrunched his forehead confused. While the young Sister who was standing beside the Bed was smiling shyly.

"My heart is not a problem Doctor but since the appearance of the Angel in front of me it seems I have heart disease. The doctor must not believe that there is Bibadari here," said Rizqy bluntly. He returned to his smile.

"Maha."

"Suster Mia is indeed beautiful, it is fitting that Mr. Rizqy considers him an Angel," said the Doctor who joked Rizqy. Rizqy did not expect the doctor who examined her turned out to be humorous behind a serious look.

Rizqy smiled while Sister Mia blushed in embarrassment listening to the compliment. He was very nervous and misbehavior caused the medical device he held to fall.

"Sorry Doctor," said Sister Mia immediately took her medical device.

"It's true that Sister Mia is beautiful but it looks like the Doctor misunderstood. The daisies that I mean are my wives" Rizqy explained.

Habibah who is still standing still to listen to their discussion increasingly shook their heads.

Rizqy succeeded in making a girl who had flown because she thought praise for her but now had to fall from the air because of the truth.

Her wrong?

No, sometimes we are too confident to think someone's praise is directed at us. But the truth is for others.

"I'm sorry," said Rizqy next felt guilty seeing the change in Sister Mia's face. While the Doctor scratched his neck misbehaving.

At least Rizqy and herself agree.

"Ah Mas Rizqy this is kidding me, deh! he said to relieve the pain," said Habibah melt the atmosphere that suddenly froze.

Rizqy smiled in response to his wife's words. Sister Mia was not feeling well. He said goodbye after completing his task followed by the Doctor who examined Rizqy.

"Mas Rizqy here is not a sign, deh! mas Rizqy must have been making fun of me, right? where was it for Sister Mia to flower for getting compliments." Habibah continued his sentence making Rizqy smile.

"No dear, I'm telling you the truth! you are the Angel for Mas. As Mas lay unconscious you who faithfully accompanied Mas. When Mas opened his eyes the first time that Mas was your sweet face. It hurts to yawn just like that."

Habibah. He returned to shed tears. This time it was not tears of sadness but tears of happiness.

"Don't cry baby. I am grateful to see you again when I am not awake. When the bullet penetrated this body, frankly Mas was afraid not because he refused to die. Death will surely happen just hoping to be given a chance to make you happy. I feel unable to make you happy. I'm sorry if I've been disappointed so often."

Habibah was moved even more, she let Rizqy wipe away her tears. After drying the woman hugged her husband's weak body tightly.

"Thank you for loving me. And thank you for wanting to fight to heal," said Habibah lirih.

"Ah how beautiful the couple Husband Wife. May their happiness be timeless."

Keynand who had arrived and long enough to see the intimacy smiled. He was also happy even though in the corner of his heart the name of the woman was still stored.

Seriate.