His wife Ustadz Part. 2

59. Indian Pergok.

"Roy! hold on Roy, stay sober please!" pinta Afnan after they're in a police car. Because there are no ambulances.

"Na-am Bang!" Roy recalls in his ringing. "Allahuakbar" he said again.

"Yes Rab! strengthen this person, restore his recovery as usual. There was still a mother he had to take care of and take care of! Mother who's not okay." Afnan murmured in his heart.

"How's Ustadz doing?" asked Police Officer Imron who was sitting on the front bench.

"Stable Akhi. Please call Ubaydillah, where they are at the moment, if they are in the hospital. We're heading to the same hospital, so Ana can accompany A'a Kha, '" Afnan told Imron police.

"Toyyib, Ustadz!" Imron Police immediately called Ubaydillah, to ask her whereabouts. Roy still looks calm there. Afnan helped suppress his gunshot wounds with his sweatshirt.

Afnan's hands were covered in blood. He doesn't care. Roy was very moved, other people can be as good as that against him. Her regrets evaporated as her unkind memories attacked Afnan and said rudely in the past.

"But! I-I asked for ma-ma'af, ba-nyak. Receive ka-kas a-tas per-perto-longan and keba-iik-kan A-bang and kekeel-ga A-abang. My pa-da and Mam-mam-mih." Roy finished his words.

"Roy, stop! I forgave you before you asked. The problem is please help, not every Muslim is obliged to help other Muslims if they need help." said Afnan.

"Hehe! I-I know Bang! Alhamdulillah ala kulli haal! it's so good to be close to death when we're sincere and ready!" roy whispered with a sweet smile.

"Hehe Sure Roy! I was in the same situation once. It's beautiful when we're between life and death. Faced with the end of life, thinking happily he can meet directly with Allah and his Prophet Muhammad SAW. Then it is beautiful to continue living with the various risks of charity in the realm of barjah and returned to earth with the risk of worship and good deeds that Istiqomah." Said Afnan.

"Geeh! funny Bang!" roy's mumbling is back.

"It's Roy! better save your energy! so that you stay conscious. You need to be strong and healthy again. Sure you want to die? then Dias how is his fate, no dear is it in samber Iqbal?" asked Afnan with a grin.

"Ahahahaha," Roy chuckled and turned his face away with a grimace. "Iqbal won't take Dias Bang, Hua already has his angel. The shucks disappeared from the ponpes apparently married to his childhood friend.heee," Roy whispered whispered.

"God's Masya. Koq can?"

"Doi called me! ask for the same blessing as his brother's candidate."

Afnan was stunned. Much he did not know turned out. About the candidate brother. What the hell does that mean? but to ask further Afnan paused. He did not want Roy to be unconscious because he ran out of energy due to talk a lot.

Finally the silence. It was only the voice of police Imron who was heard calling his wife. Then after that, he called Ubaydillah.

In the hospital.

Afkha was quickly taken care of and had been in the fourth-floor VIP inpatient room of the hospital building.

"A'a! same Uncle Dev for a second! Oom was about to take the call." said Ubaydillah.

Afkha nodded with a slanted sleeping position, as her back body was bruised and it was pulsating.

Four stitches in the middle head, five stitches in the chest, the doctor's estimate of the shape of the Afkha chest scratches that contained long, gaping wounds, it was exposed to floor tiles that gaped or broke and sticking out. then get hit hard and interested. Lucky is not a puncture.

For the forehead is expected to hit something, it is only cleaned and treated and then dissolved bandages.

And Triple A. After being fed by Devano while waiting for Afkha to be handled. Now they were calm and asleep in the next room.

In addition to the trauma of kidnapping. Maybe they are also tired because many cry over the condition of Afkha. Who was unconscious too.

After the Passion on Devano. Ubaydillah rushed outside and received a call from Imron police.

"Astaghfiullah! Innalady. Roy's shot?" / Ubaydylah.

(..) / Imron Police.

"Na'am! na'am! the RSI Assyifa! safa room, VIP four." / Ubaydylah.

(..) / Imron Police.

"Nobody has come. Already on the phone, na'am Akhi. Tell Ustadz, A'a Kha is in good shape. Wa'alaikum greetings." / Ubaydylah.

The phone connection was also cut off. Ubaydillah is about to reenter the Afkha inpatient room. But someone called her. It's Hasna.

"Sister Ubay! wait!" Hasna approached her half-run.

"Dek Nana!" ubaydillah. His eyes sparkled, as he saw who was behind Hasna. His heart lover is of course Latitude.

"Ayanank. Oh my God, it's not afternoon yet! but I saw a fairy flying towards me. Halah lebay." chanted Ubaydillah's heart.

"Sister Ubay. How's A'a doing?" daydream Ubaydillah disperse the way, as the smile of his obscure smile fades from the lips, the same sex his own wife.

"Alhamdulillah has been handled well and is getting treatment. There are only a few stitches, Dek Nana does not need to worry. A'a Kha is so incredibly tough and stoic." Ubaydillah.

"Alhamdulillah. Masya Allah, his Son Mimma and Biyya. Then Nana comes in first, sister!" hasna said with a relieved face.

"Tafadholiy. There's a Dev who's keeping company." Ubaydillah said by inviting Hasna to enter.

"Then.... Dek Sha, Brother and Nai?" ask Hasna. He stopped his steps.

"Thank God they are fine. Just a little shock and exhaustion like her. Right now they are resting, sleeping," replied Ubaydillah. Hasna smiled with relief.

"Sorry Brother! A'a Ustadz state?" hasna asked back, he was still worried about Afnan's fate.

"Hmmm. A'a Ustadz, Thank God! imron police have just reported that the kidnapper has been arrested. Location clear! A'a Ustadz and Police Officer Imron are on their way here. but ....!"

Hasna. Waiting for further words from Ubaydillah. Ubaydillah was silent. "Yet .... What, Brother?"

"Roy was shot, in the legs and in the stomach." Ubaydillah answered with regret.

"Astaghfirullah's. Innalilahi, is it bad?" ask Hasna.

"Not yet, Deck!"

"Good! may Roy be in the protection of God." After saying thank you, Hasna went into the Afkha treatment room.

"Amijin!"

"Way Candle. A'a Dav misses!" Ubaydillah. He made sure no one else was there.

Latitude understands. Once in a safe atmosphere controlled. They also hugged. "Thank God Ayank Dav! we finally meet again."

"Yes Yank! Thank goodness." Ubaydillah twirled their bodies happily.

Ubaydillah and Lintang were not aware of the presence of his family who had been separated. Because Hasna and Lintang road first with a car owned by Lintang.

Hasna's Sport Car, Abi Kyia driving. He was with Umi. Elyavira and her parents joined Granny.

"Assalamu'alaikum!" greet them. But Ubaydillah and Lintang ignored him. They don't hear because they're in a romance hangover.

"Dav!"

"It's not!"

A slow call from both of Ubaydillah's fathers. Abi and Daddy. But Ubaydillah who is still turning round by hugging Latitude, he has not heard it.

"Davians!"

"Grandpa Dedek!"

No response yet. "Oh Allah has come to India, koq is not even self-conscious." Granny.

Daddy and Abi shake their heads. Umi just pokes with her mouth closed in her palm, Mommy Aaralyn patted her forehead. Elyavira smiled with embarrassment. Grandad is just a weird grin. Look at the behavior of both of them.

Both of Elyavira's parents also participated in a funny mesem. Watching the free spectacle in front of her.

Daddy Dadryck finally called his full name with a half yell. And it managed to stop the impromptu Indian drama Ubaydillah.

"Davian Arjan Ryker!"

"ah! Daddy, Abi, Umi, Mommy, Granny and Grandad. Elya Deck." Ubaydillah shame not play. He was nervous by passing on one by one people who were already near him.

"Astaghfiullah! even Indians are here" said Daddy Dedryck.

"Hehe, I miss you, Dad!" shamed Ubaydillah. Lintang smiled with a look.

"Looking off. In a public place" Umi said.

"You were empty of Mi." Reply Ubaydillah still with a horse's grin.

"Or on Dav! there is a hotel nearby, why not just go to the hotel!" chirps Mommy Aaralyn.

"Good idea Mom's! let's Yank," Ubaydillah grabbed Lintang's hand about to take him away.

"Where are you going?" prevent Granny.

"It's a hotel!" answer Ubaydillah.

"Just boy. Want to cool in a hotel alone and we're in cuekin? Connect Grandad.

"Hehe. Mommy's brilliant idea, Grandad! don't be wasted. Just a moment koq," grinned Ubaydillah.

"Tuuuun." one word said but sounded authoritative.

"Asiap Abi. Not a real koq."

"Dedek, you are! look why sikon." Umi pura pura pout.

"Aih Umi, if you're more beautiful." Rayu Ubaydillah while approaching Umi and embracing her shoulder.

"Buck!" said Umi while smiling and pinching the belly of Ubaydillah who made her grimace and bring laughter from them.

"Come in! maybe Elya wants Indians with Dev too!" cletuk Granny whose hands are held by Elyavira.

"Granny!" Elyavira bowed in shame but they understood that she must be smiling.

Downstairs in the hospital

"Doctor! sister, help us! patients with gunshot wounds should be treated immediately." Afnan is already in the lobby holding Roy with Imron police.

Police officer Imron immediately showed me his badge. Behind her was also in the flank of two policemen in full uniform.

They understood and immediately took the thrust cage.

"Unconscious, Tadz!" sternly Police Imron who realized Roy's head was drooping weakly towards his shoulder.

Afnan checked Roy's pulse. "His heart rate is weak Akhi."

A few eyes were in that place. Many are watching them. The majority looked down at Roy.

"Smells anyway but villains!"

"Well, still young, hunted by the police. Shot anyway."

"Ikh the country see it."

"Is he a victim of violence and other crimes? Koq till a lot of his blood?"

Speculation from some. Because Roy was accompanied by two policemen. The thrust cage arrived. They're soon

take Roy to IGD.

Connect ....