HIJRAH IS LOVE

Chapter 52. Aisha Who Has Conscious

Aisha opened her eyes slowly. His head still feels dizzy. He looked to the side. Her husband was sleeping with his head at the end of the bed.

The woman tried to remove her hand from Ghibran's grasp. Sensing Aisha's movements, the man opened his eyes.

"It's a shame you've come to your senses" said Ghibran. He immediately kissed the two cheeks of the woman he loved.

"I'm sorry, Mas .." said Aisha slowly.

"You're not wrong. I'm the one who should apologize. Aisha, sorry dear. I didn't mean to yell at you. Again, I'm sorry!" ghibran.

Aisha simply nodded after it closed her eyes again. He looks so tired.

In the morning, Ghibran bathed Syifa before Aisha woke up. He couldn't sleep last night. He felt very sorry for his actions yesterday. His wife also seemed to be unable to forgive, proof that Aisha did not want to talk.

"But, mommy's okay, isn't she?' syifa asked worriedly to see the mother still closing her eyes from yesterday.

"It's okay, honey. Mommy still has to rest, so let mami sleep. We pray that my mother will be healed soon" replied Ghibran.

Doctors do provide sleeping pills that are suitable for pregnant women so that Aisha can rest with the maximum. The content is still weak. Not much thinking and work.

After Syifa dressed neatly, she said goodbye to her daughter to the cafeteria. Ghibran wants to buy breakfast.

"Syifa take care of mommy. Papi wants to buy breakfast first" Ghibran said.

His eyes looked red and puffy. Crying and sleepiness are one. He never felt this way. The man did not say anything to his family about Aisha's circumstances. Do not want their arrival further aggravate the health condition of the wife.

As the Ghibran leaves, Aisha opens her eyes. He saw Syifa who was playing a tablet on the sofa. The little girl was engrossed in gaming, so did not realize her mother had woken up.

Aisha remembered yesterday's incident. Maybe her over-sensitive self, maybe it's true her husband didn't mean to be angry with her. But he was tired of everything. It was always him who tried to understand everyone without anyone knowing his feelings.

Father, mother, it feels like the world has been so quiet since you left. Dad, mom, come to my dream, I really want to meet you. Can we meet, even for a moment? There's so much I want to tell you. Dad, mom, is it comfortable there? It's different here without mom and dad. But, I will be strong and do not want to make father and mother there sad. I hope that if mom and dad can hear me, I want to say that I really miss your presence. If mom and dad were in front of me right now, I might have hugged him and told him. Now I know why you've always asked me to be strong because you know I'm going to need strength to endure the passing of my father and mother. I miss you, Dad, Mom.

"Mommy has woken up. Don't sleep for long. I fear. I don't want my mom to leave me" Syifa said.

"Darling, mommy's okay. Don't be afraid" said Aisha slowly.

"Mommy, I don't want to go to that house anymore. They're evil. Makes my mom sick" Syifa said in a slightly angry voice. He recalled the incident yesterday that made his mother fall unconscious.

The newly arrived ghibran heard his daughter's words. He just kept silent not responding. His son and wife must have been very depressed yesterday.

"Darling, I bought chicken porridge. Would you like to have breakfast with this hospital-given porridge or chicken porridge?" ask Ghibran.

"Mas, I don't want anything. I'm tired. Tired and want to catch up with father and mother" said Aisha slowly.

Aisha's words surprised Ghibran. He immediately hugged his wife's body.

"Don't say that, honey. I promise I won't let you be the talk again. We moved. Move to a far away place. But never leave me. I couldn't bear it" said Ghibran, with tears streaming down his cheeks.

Ghibran had thought of all this. He would buy a house out of town away from his family. The company will be run by its confidants.

"Mas, I'm tired of always being considered dirty. I'm tired of being a comparison. I'm tired of always looking one eye. I also want to be appreciated. I didn't ask them to praise me. Enough not to bring up my past. That's enough. Do they know how I tried to get up and forget all that. I almost went crazy, almost killed myself, I almost didn't believe in this life. But when I started to get up, I was hit again with their words that made me fall back," Aisha said with tears in her eyes.

"We'll go far away from them. I won't let anyone insult you again. I promise," said Ghibran in a weak voice pleading.

Aisha kept quiet without answering her husband. Syifa came closer and wiped away her tears.

"Mommy, Syifa dear mami. From today I promise to fight everyone who makes you cry, including Papi," the boy said. Aisha hugged him, moved by the attention of the child.

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