HUSBAND'S HEART

part 10 CALL MOM

Tonight it was decided that the guard at the hospital was Mbok Sari, and Arief accompanied until midnight only, just in case something was needed.

While Ms. Fatma came home because she had not rested since arriving from the airport this morning. And Yuana was invited to stay at Bu Fatma's house, considering that Yuana brought Nabila who was not allowed to linger in the hospital.

In a luxury MPV driven by Mr. Hadi, Ms. Fatma and Yuana were sitting side by side on the back bench. The cabin that felt comfortable made Nabila quickly fall asleep in Yuana's lap.

"Son Yuana lives alone in the house? No family or assistants?" mom asked Fatma to get to know Yuana more closely.

"Since living in a rented house, I lived three with Mas Amar and Nabila alone, Mom" replied Yuana.

"I'm sorry before.. I heard, the factory is on fire?"

"Yes right Ma'am, almost three months ago," Yuana replied as she lowered her head.

Ms. Fatma who saw Yuana's reaction like that felt bad. He felt in time to bring up the sadness when Yuana was in a state of sadness due to another disaster.

"I'm sorry, Nak Yuana, there will be a silver lining. Patient ones, son... "

"It's okay, ma'am" Yuana said with a smile.

"As long as Amar is still being cared for, Nak Yuana is staying with her mother... Let's go to the hospital together, " said the middle-aged woman, a speech that means more demand than an offer.

"Sorry Mom. I'm afraid of trouble later," Yuana still felt hesitant to accept the request.

"Troubt what? Kan Ilham and Amar were both hospitalized, one room as well. I also feel responsible for Amar's current condition, try if Amar did not take Ilham to the hospital at that time..."

"There is nothing to be sorry about Ma'am. May Mas Amar and Mas Ilham get well soon, yes" Yuana said.

"Aamiin O Allah."

Not long before they arrived at the house that had been occupied by Ilham alone. After Mr. Hadi stopped the car he was driving perfectly, Ms. Fatma and Yuana went down simultaneously through the car door on each side. Ms. Fatma who reached the terrace first, paused for a moment after unlocking the door, waiting for Yuana to approach.

"Let's go in" said Ms. Fatma as she grabbed Yuana's arm to follow her. "Wait here for a while, yes, I prepare the room first," he continued, allowing Yuana to sit in the living room.

After making sure the bed linen attached to the guest room mattress is clean and ready to use, Ms. Fatma invited Yuana to lay Nabila first. Then he invited Yuana to dinner, even though it was past dinner, but he was sure that Yuana had not had time to eat dinner like him.

"Sorry yes... Sari was cooking. Nak Yuana take it yourself, think of it as your own home," said Ms. Fatma while carrying a plate containing rice that had been doused in soto sauce to the dining table that was integrated in the kitchen.

"It's more than enough, ma'am" Yuana said as she took the rice from the magicom.

"Please if it's boiling off all the stoves."

The two of them had dinner quietly until the rice on each plate ran out. Yuana swiftly, took her plate and the plate in front of Ms. Fatma and brought her to the kitchen sink to wash it off.

Miss Fatma who was still sitting looked at Yuana with a smile. It was fortunate that Amar had a wife like Yuana. From the very beginning, he was fascinated by Yuana's elegance, coupled with the cute and adorable Nabila.

"Tomorrow morning, before we go to the hospital, stop by Nak Yuana's house huh. Grab some change of clothes or things that Nak Yuana needs. As long as Amar is still in the hospital, Nak Yuana accompanies mom here huh. Mother does not feel at home living alone.Inborn lonely and singunen if people used to say," although impressed impulsive, but the decision of Bu Fatma has actually been considered by him. His habit of leading the company carried over in his daily life.

And Yuana realized that, so she did not mind to approve the decision of Ms. Fatma. It's just that the feeling of arrogance is still there, even though gratitude meets people as good as Bu Fatma is more domineering. Seeing Bu Fatma's treatment of her, reminded her of her late mother.

After dinner, the two returned to their rooms. Yuana who just closed the door of the room, confused by forgetting not to bring mukena, while she had not prayed Isya. Intention wants to borrow money from Fatma. As soon as she opened the door, it turned out that Ms. Fatma was standing in front of the door carrying a face.

"Son Yuana just use this mukena. It's the bathroom and there's a new toothbrush in the cabinet" Ms Fatma said, pointing her finger at the qibla and pointing to the bathroom door.

"Yes Ma'am, thank you, sorry to bother," Yuana replied with a smile and closed the door back after seeing Fatma smiling and returning to her room.

While after making sure all the doors were locked safely, Mr. Hadi headed for the rear pavilion to rest.

Yuana, who had finished Isya prayer, lay beside Nabila. Covering her baby, she saw a cute face that resembled her husband. Slowly shedding tears, it felt unable to bear this sadness himself.

A firm warm embrace of Amar is needed today. He did not know who to lean on his chest if Amar was lying completely wounded and unconscious.

"Allahs... Allahs... Allahs... Astaghfirullahal´adzim, "only Allah's asthma can calm Yuana tonight. He did not want to make a bad thought to his Creator. He must believe that everything he experiences, which he must face is the will of his Lord, God alone.

It's really hard for Yuana to close her eyes tonight. Shown about Amar's indulgence last night until this morning, Nabila's imagination in his finger print painting, his anxiety all day to the news of the accident and Amar's condition that has not been realized in the ICU room.

It recalls memories of her parents' death from a plane crash and a factory fire her husband managed. For a moment Yuana felt that God was unfair to her, but soon she had to realize her mistake.

"Astaghfirullahal´adzim. forgive the servant of Allah..."

tok...

Suddenly the door of the room was knocked. "May I come in?" ma'am Fatma asked after Yuana opened the door.

"Mother can not sleep. Keinget Ilham as Amar continues," he continued while walking into the room. Yuana nodded and let Ms. Fatma enter the room she was currently in.

"Please Aunt."

"Call mommy... Nak Yuana is also my own child."

"Thank you Mom," said Yuana with a haru and Ms. Fatma smilingly stroked Yuana's shoulder.