HUSBAND'S HEART

part 33 NEW CHILDREN

For more than a year, Joseph's doctor had never visited his parents. She felt a little guilt in her heart. There are many reasons why he never came home, but isn't that just an excuse?

And finally he was in a room that he had not occupied for a long time. The room whose order is still the same since he studied medicine, even knick-knacks on his study table were not moved.

There is only an additional wall folding table installed in the corner of the room in front of him performing the morning prayer just now. A small table hung in the corner of the wall to store prayer equipment like the one he had just folded and stored on it. A holster, hajj and prayer mat that is still new but smells of clothes softener.

Since knowing that his only child decided to convert, mamah Mei took the initiative to buy prayer equipment for him. So that if at any time his son comes home, it will not be difficult to worship. Although still following the beliefs of his ancestors but he was very supportive of his son's decision.

Luckily their residence is in a Muslim neighborhood that even the majority of neighbors are Muslim families, some are even scholars who become persuaders of the guardian tomb not far from the neighborhood where he lived.

So that Mamah Mei can easily find information about the requirements and prayer equipment for her child.

"Chyou.. let's cry together. Mamah made your sukaane fried rice, "mamah Mei who peered from the door of the room, immediately invited Dr. Yusuf to have breakfast together as soon as she saw her son finished praying.

Doctor Yusuf smiled hearing Chyou's name being called. Only his mamah and crank called out to him by his small name, Chyou Feng Lin. The name of the gift from the maternal grandfather he used to call crank.

"Good morning, Jo. Come here for breakfast. This mamah tumbenan make fried rice, usually pohong godog aja, haha. let's eat, eat," papah Rudi Wijaya, father of doctor Yusuf.

"By the other hand, Pah. What is important is that daily nutritional needs must be balanced. Lots of vegetables and fruit, try cooked. Mamah, Papah must be able to maintain health, Joseph cannot often come," Joseph's doctor grasped the hands of his father and mother with his right and left hands.

"Makane you're getting married, Chyou. Do not work the tok ae. Your mother's love is a grandchild. Liak en Suk Jimmy, uwes has three grandchildren, Encim even uwes five. Mek mamah tok who does not have a granddaughter deweq," like getting the opportunity, mamah Mei immediately expressed her hope to her only child.

"That's exactly what Joseph came here Mah... Mah, Dad... Joseph asked for a prayer of blessing, Joseph wanted to find Yuana again."

"Joe!"

"You mean what Chyou. Ndak. ndak. There are still many girls who want to be with you, why do you keep uber-uber bojoe guys. Liak en Lina son and Ms Yen, uwes suwe likes you. Sripa sapa iku namie. the son e Oyek in the alley ahead of iku, also like you. Same story with Yati, ewang papah ndek shop."

"Well, don't be. Give Jo a chance to explain," papah Rudi who was surprised by the intention of his son was trying to understand, "what can you help, Jo?"

"But Pah. It's Yuana! Dekne uwes married, definitely also uwes have children. Don't disturb happiness Yuana ya Chyou. please."

"Amar, Yusuf's patient, Yuana's husband is dead. Shouldn't have been wrong this week was past his idiom."

"You?" papah Rudi looked doubtfully at Joseph's doctor.

"No Pah... Yusuf has been trying, it's just that the accident caused Amar to have a concussion is not mild, exposed to the brain stem, hope to be saved is very small."

"Yes, congratulations. If you need papah's help, just say it. Feeling papah, it won't be easy. Papah left first, had to open the store immediately," papah Rudi stood up while patting the doctor Yusuf's shoulder.

"Thank you, Pah. And Joseph was well pleased, too" Joseph rose up and followed his father out of the house. After Rudi's father left, he said goodbye to Mama Mei.

"Bentar temen yu yangie Chyou, katae holiday, this is early in the morning kok already back," mamah Mei as if objected to the departure of the child who always missed it.

"Yes, Mah. Yusuf wants to take off therapy inspiration to pesantren, because it still depends on medicine as well. Joseph has to make sure he gets the best."

"Ilham who is my sister e Rahmat, who was in a coma?" answered a nod by Joseph's doctor, "titip salam same ma'am Fatma yes, kasian dekne digudo children so situ."

"Yes Mah. later Yusuf said. Take care of your health, Yusuf say goodbye first" said the doctor Yusuf while kissing the back of his mama's hand with reverence and then hugging and kissing his forehead.

Mamah Mei was very moved, her son increasingly showed the goodness of his morality since becoming a convert. Children who used to be very indifferent are now warmer and more attentive.

Glazed, Mama Mei looked at the four-wheeled vehicle driven by Dr. Joseph until it was no longer visible after turning out of the alley to the highway. Then he rushed into the house, closed the door and held his chest.

There was one worry he felt considering his son's intention to approach Yuana again. It's not about Yuana that he's worried about, because he himself is actually dear to Yuana. But the other girl he knew was obsessed with Joseph's doctor, Lina.

Just as he was about to step into the house, there was the sound of a girl half-calling calling out to him. When he was about to open the door, it was suddenly opened from the outside by the girl. Turns out Lina, really long life she thought.

"Sik Mei! Ms. Mei. katae mamah, koh Joseph came. Whereabouts? Another room ndek. If so, Lin went up first, Miss," without waiting for Mama Mei to answer, Lina had run up the stairs made of wood.

Mamah Mei could only look at the girl who only wore hot pants and tank top by shaking her head. The sound of a flick of sneakers colliding with the stairs sounded weaker than the beginning of the girl up.

"Sik Mei why did not talk to Lina yesterday, you know what Lin came here," with a lethargic bow Lina walked nonchalantly out of the house, even without saying goodbye, he immediately rode his motorbike matic and drove it away leaving mamah Mei who was dumbfounded to see it.

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The day was past noon when Rahmat came out of the hospital musholla, passed by the doctor Yusuf who was about to pray dhuhur.

"Where? Inspiration is ready?"

"Okey..wait for me to pray first, after that we leave."

Grace also passed to the room where Ilham yangp for a month in care, he saw Fatma's mother was closing the zipper suitcase and then put the suitcase next to the sofa.

"Where is Inspiration, Ummah? All was well, just waiting for Joseph, praying for him," asked Grace when she realized Inspiration was not visible in the room while sitting on the sofa next to her mother.

"Ilham in the bathroom, just got a stomachache, he said. Thank God if everything is done. Hope everything goes well. Oh yeah.. How's the company?"

"Alright Ummah, Ummah need not worry, not Ummah also took control during this time. Is not Arief also reliable, Ummah," replied Grace with a look of wonder at Fatma. Because his mother did not come to the company more often than himself, which only comes once a week.

"Your company means ummah..not here, how the hell are you," said Ms. Fatma while clucking.

"Oh, hahaha... Alhamdulillah Ummah, all under control, pray only Ummah. Now the feedloter is charged a ratio of five to one for cattle feed, fortunately the new cage is ready. Last week was filled with five hundred first, of which five hundred are still in the old cage. Hopefully the children who have just entered can soon be adapted. Currently Rahmat is also building a venue on the land that Grace bought last year. Thank God the team for EO has been formed, maybe it can launch next month, God willing."

"Twenty percent of the indictment? Yes, it's pretty heavy too. Just embrace the local farmers, create a community, build welfare together."

"Good idea, ummah. Later Grace talks to the children."

"Tiara's training how are you?"

"Tiara is in good health Ummah, because he is in the dorm," a smile framed on Grace's face when telling the development of the girl just his way, but changed melancholy when discussing about Ratih, his wife.

"Since opening Progeny Entrepreneur College, we have rarely met. Train more often to go home to the apartment, closer to the campus the reason."

"Are you the one who gave up, going home to the apartment too? Building a household is actually very simple, but not underestimated as well. Remember family remains first."

"You are the leader, not only in the company but also in the household.

Take a little time to pay attention to your wife, believe the same ummah, actually she needs your time and attention. But because he knows you don't have time for something that you take for granted, so he diverts that hope. Instead of wasting time waiting for you, would it not be better to look for busyness?" continued Fatma as soon as she saw Grace just silently looking down to hear her words.

"Ummah knows you both very well, you are equally inspiring, you are both workaholic, persiiiiis equally abah. The difference is that the ummah can balance, pursue their steps, while your wife chooses to find her own way. If Ilham..this is indeed the wrong of the ummah, the ummah always thinks that Ilham is difficult to find a partner and will need to be betrothed by the same ummah. You know for yourself, he used to run away if there was a girl approaching. Once you know a woman, make her what she is now."

Grace who from earlier looked down listening, immediately looked up to look at Fatma with stunned. She did not expect that her mother had such feelings. He immediately raised his hand to hug Fatma's shoulder.

"What is this, Ummah?" ask Grace when suddenly Fatma put two sheets of paper on her, "the sketch of the garden?"

"Let's guess," Fatma nodded with a smile.

"First scoop like.. emm.park bucinnya Insham," with a discordant laugh, Grace put the first sketch under the second sketch. "This one.." without continuing his sentence, he looked inquiringly at his mother.

"Yes, this is Yuana's sketch. He asked for an opinion for an outline of the change in the park later, so that it can be repaired again he said."

"Ummah really tied her up, hehe. This new design is great, um. Yuana, tends to be family oriented her thinking. I'm surprised to see the result, hahaha. When can it start?" Grace shakes her head knowing the totality of her mother to return the favor for Yuana's sacrifice as well as the desire to erase the memory of Ilham for a woman named Cathrine.

"In the agreement after the time of iddah, three more months. Because Yuana will deal a lot with the architect and the exchange, right?"

"Yuana is still iddah time? She miscarried, right then? Not automatically cancel his iddah time yes."

"The iddah for a wife who is left dead by her husband is four months and ten days if she is not pregnant. If she is pregnant, she wants to give birth. As for the miscarriage, khilafiyah. Even in the Shafi'i madhhab there are also two opinions, only the majority say void the period of his iddah.

Some say void the iddah period as well as childbirth, some argue depending on the decay is already in the form of a fetus or not. If it has not been shaped fetus, then there must be a witness that it is a prospective baby fetus.

Although the doctor had already declared Yuana pregnant and miscarriage, but because Yuana herself did not know and did not feel pregnant, and did not see the form of her fetus directly, then she preferred to be careful. Yuana decided to undergo the iddah for four months and ten days," Fatma tried to explain to Grace who looked confused knowing Yuana was still in the iddah period.

"Yes, it is better to be careful if not so sure," Grace was also bearded to receive an explanation from Fatma's mother, "this, the sketch Mercy bring first yes, Ummah. Want Grace to talk to Juna, let him be perfect later," he continued.

"Juna who?"

"That's. who is now working on a venue project in Tangsel. Let it be the business of this garden, all the graces that bear. Kasian Ummah, his savings must have been exhausted for the hospital," after putting the sketch paper in his bag, Grace grasped his mother's hand gently.

"It was not the savings of the ummah, I thought to match Ilham with his son Lora Sukri and prepare savings ONH plus for two large families as a wedding gift as well as a big thanksgiving. But not yet spoken, Ilham suddenly came carrying women unclear, so abah until the shock of that time. And before he died, he entrusted the money to the ummah to be given to Inspiration if the time was right. Isn't now the right time? How doyou think? Actually ummah also hold the heck, money Inspiration itself. The child.. during college outside, instead of asking for remittances, often send money to the ummah. Actually there Ilham really lectures or trade anyway. Hmm.. it feels ummah ndak believe Ilham can fall as it is now. Had it been.." Fatma actually wanted to reveal everything in her mind about Inspiration but was forced to be cut off by Grace.

Grace was not pleasing, the mother he loved so much was burdened with thoughts that would interfere with his health.

"Ummah now don't think too much, Inspiration can definitely find his way back, he will bright again. Ummah also do not think about the company, there is Annisa, assume he is an intern, at least he must know the company management. Don't worry, Grace will always be watching. So after taking Ilham to the pesantren, Ummah just focus on maintaining the health of Ummah itself. Enjoy the company of Ummah with new grandchildren and children, hehe."

"Who's the new kid?" the sound of inspiration shocked both of them.