Halal Me With Your Parent's Ridho

79. Back At Him

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Everything He has will come back to Him, something certain. Regardless of what and how we go, it is His power. When all the tasks assigned to us are over, we should go with willingness and clairvoyance.

Innalilahi wa innailaihi

His eyes closed perfectly, his face beaming his lips as if he was smiling even his hands had crossed. The girl stroked his father's face, looked at him tightly in the face of the Father. Then in the whisper in the father's ear.

" Thank you, "that's all you can say.

Then he kissed that cold face, his heart raging at the sight of all this. The door opened, and it was Miss Fatma who had just entered. The middle-aged woman approached towards her husband's bed.

" Buk, Dad has returned. "

As soon as the middle-aged woman hit the body of the husband, she cried over the lifeless body. Dance could only stroke the mother's back slowly, without being able to say.

" Why go so fast, we still need a chance. "

" Build a little, Dad. "

The girl pressed the emergency button, and not long after the nurse began to come and check on Mr. Grace. Until the Doctor who handles Mr. Grace also stated

" Have passed away Mr. Grace at the age of 57 years at 10:15 23 April 20xx "

The cold-started body was already covered with a white cloth, the middle-aged woman faithfully sat beside him.

Mr. Rudi and Bu Yuli came in with gasps, with the quick steps of the two old men entering the room.

" Mr Fat, break your heart. " Said Bu Yuli while hugging the body of Ms. Fatma.

" Slic, Tar. Let Mr. Lik take care of the return of Mas Rahmat's body. "

" Enggeh Mr. Lik. "

His current mood was completely unexplainable with words. His sadness was beyond anything, losing the first love of his life was a huge blow to him.

Which feels the beginning of happiness for him but is inversely proportional to the reality that exists. The swift departure of his loved ones, made his heart ache. Trying his hardest to look strong, doing his duty as a child for the last time.

The washing of the cold body is because the blood has stopped circulating, with water. His duty as a son, consecrated his father for the last time. He saw a face that was always able to give a warm feeling to him, then kissed both cheeks that felt cold.

" Ijah Ihklas Yah, "Hispeak in the ear of his father's corpse.

With his hands he wrapped the cold body in a white cloth, and the crystal crystal grains that he tried to hold back from then finally decayed as well. With lightning fast he rubbed the crystal clear. With all her might she held tightness within her chest.

The ground of this cemetery is still wet, the flowers that are sown on it are still fresh. Some people have started to leave the place, only a few are still there.

" Nduk, let's go home first. We'll accompany Fat at home. "

" Some time, Mr. Lik, let Ijah accompany Dad in a moment. "

He rubbed the newly planted tombstone slowly, as if rubbing his father's face. Trying to channel his sadness from earlier that he had to endure because he did not want to cry, became a barrier to his obligation to his father for the last time.

" I'm sorry Ijah Yah who still can't make Dad happy, Ijah. " She said as she sobbed with tears that filled her face.

" God willing Ijah will always take care of Mom, and take Mom wherever Ijah goes. God willing Ijah will always remember Dad's advice. "

Two young men appeared to approach him, sitting to his right and left. They were silent in their minds.

" Sir, let's go home like it's gonna rain. "

" Bang in a moment. "

That was all he had said earlier, the two young men could only come crouching beside him. Swiping her back slowly as her cries began to sound.

" Assalamualaikum "

" Walaikumsalam "Answer Irhas and Irsyad together, but there is no answer from Tari.

The man who had just arrived was crouching before them on the other side of the tomb. His hands held up the many prayers he said that could be heard clearly. The man then rubbed the headstone slowly, saying.

" God willing Well, I will take good care of what I am told to me. " His speech in a firm voice signaled earnestness in every word he spoke.

Then he stood to the other side of the tomb where Tari, Irhas and Irsyad were. He stretched his hand towards the dance.

" Deck, let's go home first. I was waiting until the day. "

I don't know what wind made the girl welcome the man's hand and stand up from her seat. His gaze was still down, and at once the men were frowning their fingers. And at once the little body was empty like lifeless.

" Mom Tar. " Shouted Irhas and Irsyad together. "

The man had already carried the small body in his trunk. His feet left the grave accompanied by drops of water falling from the sky.

" Anyone of you can drive a car ? "

" We can Gus, "

The distance between the funeral and the house is quite far, but it does not take long for the SUV to arrive. The atmosphere of the house is still a lot of mourners who came, and some neighbors who helped.

" Loh why bang, your mother ? Let's just lie in his room. " Mum Yuli's orders when she sees Tari in her husband's arms.

" So fainted Buk fit in the tomb, let's Gus room Mbak Tari over here. "

Everyone seemed to notice them even more so the fainted Dance was being carried by a man they did not know. So that various questions arise from them, because as far as they know Dance a figure who is very guarding himself from the opposite sex.

Arriving at the room, the man laid the small body on the mattress. Then Ms. Fatma went inside who was accompanied by several people behind her.

" Nduk got up, "She said softly as she stroked her daughter's cheek.

" It's mbak in love oil first his nose. " Said Bu Yuli while giving the wind oil towards Bu Fatma.

There is no sign - sign Dance wants to open her eyes, but all the way has been done. Everyone seemed to be starting to worry, especially his body felt very cold with the point of sweat that had soaked his forehead.

" How is Buk, not yet conscious ? "

" Not Le, "

The man who had just turned his head into the room, finally entered the room. Looking at the girl's face, her face looked pale with sweat droplets drenching her forehead. Then immediately took the small hand, feeling cold on her warm skin.

" Bang Irsyad please get my bag in the car. " Say said to Irsyad who was in the room at the time.

" Anggeh Gus, "

Before long Irsyad came to bring the bag requested by the man and handed it over.

" Monggo Gus's. "

The man opened his striped backpack. Removing his stethoscope and tensi meter. With a shrewd look, his hand began to examine the little girl. And lastly point the flashlight towards the girl's eyes. He started clucking when the results from his examiner corresponded to what he was thinking.

" We have to take him to the nearest hospital. " Say it while putting the tools back into his bag.

Ms. Fatma who heard that, could only gently wipe her chest. One day he was through heavily, the departure of her husband and now her unconscious daughter. Ms. Yuli who knew about it immediately hugged her brother-in-law.

" It is better to be taken to the hospital quickly, until you change clothes first. " Mother Yuli said to him.

He immediately opened his backpack to pick up the change of clothes that had always been there. Long jeans and white polo shirts that he would wear replace the typical striped clothes of unity where he served.

After changing his clothes, he stared at the woman who was lying on the mattress. A single smile was on the face that was trading resolutely. Then he sat his body next to the mattress, aligning his sturdy body with the mattress. He took the cold hand, rubbed it slowly and then kissed it inside.

" We're going through this all together, you have to be strong. " The girl's brow is deep.

While outside people - people who do not know who the figure of a man in a striped uniform was asking - asked. Some of them even asked who the man really was.

" Mr Yuli, who was carrying Ijah who I never saw. "

" His husband Ijah is Ma'am, "

" When is the wedding ? we don't think anyone knows. "

" Just yesterday Ma'am, before the late Mas Rahmat entered the hospital. Only limited to Siri marriage because of the late Mas Rahmat who urged because he wanted to marry his own daughter. "

" Means the late Mr. Rahmat already has a hunch if you want to go home maybe Ma'am. "

" Maybe Ma'am. "

" Oalah, Alhamdulillah Ijah already have a husband Mbak what else is the situation like this.

The neighbors are still a lot of help in the house, because according to custom there will be a salvation to be done. Suddenly the door of the room was opened, and a tall, sturdy figure was behind the door.

Mothers who were talking at first, immediately looked at the figure who had just opened the door. Even among them there are those who stumble.

" Buk, I'll take Khodijah to the hospital. Genenengan at home just let Khodijah I take care of. "

" Ibuk, Ijah ya Le. "

" Enggeh Buk, Bulik I titip Ibuk, please accompany Ibuk during our hospital. "

" Yes Ke, already there bring your wife Ibuk and the house entrust to Bulik and Paklik. " Absaid Ms. Yuli.

The man re-entered the room, he again carried Dance's body. Followed by Irsyad and Irhas who walk behind him who will accompany them to the hospital.

Deck from now on do not carry the load itself, divide each load that you carry with me. God willing, we will get through it if we are always together. Trust everything you have in yourself whether it is your happiness or your sadness only to me.

He saw the shady face that was in his lap, and then kissed his forehead in. .....

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Assalamualaikum, th,

Already know who is her husband Dance ..... ?

Sorry if the storyline is confusing, but soon it will all be clear who the man is. 🥰🥰