HEAVEN LOVE IN BISMILLAH

ZAHRANA MOBILE

Ajis tried to break his tears. He took a deep breath and threw it away slowly. He did that over and over again. He shook his back to the bed rest with his legs spread freely .

He began to look at the focus on the screen of Zahrana's phone. He knew very well the password of his wife, 'ABANGZARA'. He initially smiled for just that one word. Yes, because he pervades how his wife always plays his words just to call herself.

It turned out that the photo of Zahrana's phone wallpapers had changed from what she had known before. Seeing the wallpaper, Ajis recalled Zahrana's last request. Beach. On the screen of Zahrana's phone looks a picture of himself timidly glancing in another direction when walking chasing his wife's position. And he remembered very well that's when Zahrana took a picture of him.

"Maa Shaa Allah... Zahra's husband is really handsome..." Zahrana cheers in her memories back then that back in their time together by the beach. Her face was so radiant with a white shirt outfit striped with long vertical sleeves. Her thick, middle-cut hair, and shy smile made Zahrana so anxious to hold her.

Ajis's tears rolled again, then he tried the same thing to get his heart strong again. He started seeing the others on the phone. There were dozens of missed calls. It opens the call menu. There were twelve missed calls from his number, fifteen missed calls from Hidayat simultaneously after from him. And there were also three missed calls from Arya Irawan on the night Zahrana was taken to hospital.

Ajis sees some unread messages on the WhatsApp app. Seven messages from Arya, he immediately opened them. There was no other message there, perhaps Zahrana deliberately deleted it.

"Now I understand, Zahra... Sorry for being selfish by forcing my feelings on you. Please forgive me, Zahra... Hidayat has told me that your novel that is not the fault of nursing mothers is a true story of you with someone. And in that story, I'm sure the pain of my heart when you refuse is nothing compared to your pain at that time, right? But miraculously, because you are sincere, you are finally happy with your husband. You love your husband more than your love story in the past."

Dahi Ajis. He did not know at all how the story of Zahrana in the past with Aridiansyah. He felt that he was underestimating his wife's feelings. Again he felt guilty for it. He promised to read it.

A few minutes from the first message at the same time.

"Zahran... Do you really not want to forgive me?"

"Zahran... I promise, I won't bother you anymore... But never stop working... I'm sorry for bringing up your services..."

"Oh yes, you should not be angry with Hidayat because he told me about your past. That's why I understand the story now..."

"May you always be happy, Zahrana... Thank you for all the lessons you've taught me over the years..."

"Because you're not opening a message from me now, I hope later, and I really hope you'll forgive me again. Although you have no intention of replying to this message from me..."

"Assalamu'alaikum, Zahrana Habibah Marwan..."

Ajis intends to write in the reply column.

After writing with a fairly mature calculation, Ajis sent it to Arya.

The two gray ticks quickly turned blue. Arya had opened the message from Ajis as fast as lightning.

Ajis smiled wryly. "So important Sister to him, so he looks to put Sister first... And I blame my sister for this... Forgive me, dear..." Regretfully.

Not long after, Zahrana's phone rang. Arya's name appears on the phone screen. Just now Ajis was about to lift up, he suddenly paused his intention.

The ringtone sounds after the first vibration, and the sound of the tone is shalawat tarafna which Zahrana recited himself. He was stunned because of it. He started smiling again. He also heard his voice connecting the prayer. Again happy memories change to hurt his feelings, because memories only stay memories. He will never feel that happiness again forever.

Ajis again sobbed while holding the phone that was still ringing to his chest. He laid his body on the bed, then curled there while holding Zahrana's phone firmly into his chest.

"Oh... Pain, Sister... Pain, Honey... He's not ready, really... Take Brother with Sister... I promise you, you will not be angry anymore... Brother will only continue to hug and kiss the forehead of Sister... Kind of fun, right?" Rintihnya.

"Yes Allah... Forgive me... Ampuuun, O Allah... Servant is not strong, though I realize this is your will... Please, oh Allah... I want to meet my servant's wife..." His mind sobbing. He sobbed, even groaning strongly to release the pain in his chest.

Time passed until Ajis returned to his dream.

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