Honeyed

Honey Ep.29 (SEASON 2)

Allah does not burden a man except according to his capacity. He got the reward (of virtue) he worked for and he got the punishment (of evil) he did. (They pray): “Yes our Lord, do not punish us if we forget or we are guilty. Our Lord, do not burden us with a heavy burden, as You have burdened those before us. Our Lord, do not give us what we cannot bear. Forgive us, forgive us and mercy us. You are our Helper, so help us against the disbelievers. (QS. Al-Baqarah: 286).

That is the meaning of one of the verses in the Qur'an. And that's true. I feel it myself. After days of despair and wanting to give up. God gave me hope in this weak self. God showed me His power. I feel like giving up, not because I don't believe that God's help exists. However, it was my being too weak that made me cry and despair often. After two more weeks, my bidadar lay helpless. With God's help and permission, I gained a glimmer of hope. Aisyah I've got a kidney organ donor. My wife will wake up soon and smile again. More than that, we will regroup. I was impatient, seeing my wife's two clear eyes open excitedly, and her lips smiling so sweetly. My daughter Marwah and her Oma, as well as my family-in-law must be very happy to hear this news. Tears aren't even blocked anymore, I'm crying. This time it was not a cry of despair. But these are tears of hope. Great hope and prayer for my wife Aisha. I even fell to the ground. I give thanks as soon as there is a kidney organ that is fit and suitable for transplantation on Aisyah's body. The people in the hospital looked and looked strangely at me who was doing a prostration of gratitude. Not a few of them were humming and whispering. They are like that because they don't know.

"From Abi Bakrah radhiyallahuanhu that the Prophet shallallahu alaihi wa sallam if he gets things that make him happy or given good news, he prostrates his gratitude to Allah." (CHR. Abu Daud and Tirmizy). They did not know that there was much wisdom from the prostration of gratitude that I did. Tidka only that prostration of gratitude is able to make someone always remember God and believe that everything comes from the power of God. With a bow of gratitude, it can remind us of the arrogant nature. Let them think I am not sane. About fifteen minutes ago, the doctor who treated Aisyah told me that the kidney organ to be transplanted on Ayesha was checked and examined very carefully. And the results match. I must immediately give this happy news to Mother and Aisyah's family.

I got up from the floor and then excitedly sat down and looked for a cell phone in my pants pocket. I can't wait to give you this very happy news. My Ayesha will recover soon and recover. I'm looking for Mom's contact on the list. It doesn't take long, less than a minute. Account has got Mom's number.

"Tuuuut...., "

I'm still waiting for Mom to take a call from me. Why did Mom lift her up so long ago. It's only eight in the morning. It's not time for Wawa to go home from school. Where's Mother?. I tried to go back to call Mom's number back.

"Hallo... Assalamu'alaikum my son?, "

My voice sounded from across there.

"Ha-hallo Mother. Why did you pick up the phone so long?. What is mom doing?. Mom is healthy, right?. Mom's busy?, ".

" The one-on-one asked Fahmi. I was confused which answer I was going to answer. Sorry, I took the phone call a long time ago. Mom was in front. Watering flowers and plants, son. Mom is healthy. How you?. Is it healthy for my son?. How does anything exist..., ".

Mother's voice restrained. Even Mother like her did not dare to continue her questions to me. I'm sure, I was just about to ask you about Aisyah's condition. Also ask if there is a suitable donor to give to his favorite daughter-in-law. Mom stopped her speech, because every one asked the same question. The answer is always disappointing and sad. Maybe you don't want to make your son worse off with that question. My mother loved Aisha very much. It did not matter that Aisha was a widow when she married her son. Mother did not even once discuss or allude to her daughter-in-law's past. For Mother, Aisyah is a very good and very kind daughter-in-law. I often hear, My mother is always grateful for having a daughter-in-law like Aisyah. It turns out it wasn't just me. I also feel happy because I have Aisyah in my life.

"What's the matter, Mom?. Why don't you continue the question? ".

" Ohh. no son. I forgot to ask what. Oh yeah, have you eaten?, ".

" It's Mother. Mommy?, ".

" Daddy son. What's the matter?, ".

" Mom, there is something important that Fahmi wants to convey to Mom. It's about Aisyah, ".

Silent. I don't know what made you so quiet. Maybe you are thinking about something bad that I am going to say. As soon as I said something important about Aisyah, Mother didn't even say a single word to me.

" Hikkks..., ".

Mom sobbing crying.

" I-mom?. Why are you crying?".

"Mom can't hear the news, son. You want to tell Mom, right?. If you haven't already got a suitable donor for your daughter-in-law. Hikk.. Even I've already poulted Fahmi. Every day is what I hear from you. What about Aisha?. I couldn't see my daughter-in-law feeling helpless pain for weeks".

"Marwah even every day, every day your daughter inquires about her Umi existence. Marwah is always sad every mother says that her Umi is still busy. Your daughter is very strong Fahmi. She did not cry, but sadness was clearly drawn on her innocent face. Hurry up, son, find a donor for Aisyah. Mother could not bear it, it felt like iris-iris every Wawa asked about Uminya. Hikk..., ". Continue Mother.

Mother poured out all her heart. As long as Aisha is sick, I never complain. Mother always gives support and prayers for me and Aisyah. But no matter how strong Mom is, my mother is also an ordinary human being. Maybe today, the point where I feel like giving up. Just like me falling up to hold on.

"Why are you crying Fahmi. What about organ donors for your wife?".

" That's Mom... That's that... ".

"What's the boy?. Which is what?, ". Mom cut my conversation.

" That's what Fahmi wanted to tell Mom. Mom, Fahmi's already.. Hikkks... ".

I really can't hold haru. I was crying happily. It feels really happy. I didn't expect. I will finally give this happy news to my mother.

" Don't cry Fahmi. You're already What?. Speak clearly to my mother, "

"Fahmi has obtained a kidney organ donor suitable for the daughter-in-law of the beautiful Mother Ma. Hikk...".

" Thank God!!. Finally, Rabb. You have given me all the prayers that I have in the sky". Mom expressed her gratitude until she was so happy.

"Yes Mom. Allah is All-Good. Fahmi did not expect either. God will help us, Mom. Aisyah will soon be healed by Mom. Aisha will come home and regroup with us Ma'am. Hikk... ".

" kids.. Dear son. Has that guy signed the papers and everything he needs?".

"Had Mother. The doctor has even done all the series and procedures for the transplant process. And the doctor who handled Aisyah said, if everything is suitable and can immediately be done kidney transplant surgery for Aisyah, ".

" O Allah, Mashay Allah. When will the operation be performed, son?".

"Momest today too. The doctor told Fahmi that the transplant should be done immediately. Because the condition of Aisyah will decrease if it continues to be delayed. About twelve o'clock in the afternoon, Aisyah will perform her kidney organ transplant. Mother, Fahmi please pray Aisyah yah Bu. So that the operation is smooth and your favorite daughter-in-law can pass the critical period".

" It must be my son. Mother's prayers will never stop flowing for Aisha's healing. You eat and pray with God, son. Let me give word to Aisyah's parents later".

"Dad Mother. Please tell Wawa yah ma'am. Praying for Umi and Abinya".

" It's gotta be a kid."

"Fahmi hang up her phone first. Fahmi has to take care of some more needs. Fahmi will tell you again. Assalamu'alaikum".

" Good son. Waalaikumsalam ".

Phone's turned off. It feels very relieved to have given happy news to other Mothers and Families. Although I know, it's not over. My wife is going to have surgery and have her kidney organ transplant. And my bidadar has to be strong past his critical postoperative period. I rushed towards the administration room to complete the necessary data.

"Oh Allah, strengthen my wife. Seems him. Lift malignant diseases from his body. Aamiin". My prayers are in the waiting.

I trust. After the difficulty there will be ease. It's God's promise. And Allah will not break His promise. As in the Letter of Maryam verse 4: “He (Zachariah) said, ‘Yes my Lord, my bones have been weak and my head has been filled with gray hair, and I have never been disappointed in praying to You, yes Lordku’.”. True, Allah will never disappoint His servant.