HUSBAND'S HEART

part 7 UNENDING RESTLESS

"Why buya beldalah, Mother?"

DEG...

Why is this feeling coming back. The same feeling when Yuana has to lose both her parents. Her father and mother were on their way home from overseas, attending Fashion Festival Week two years ago. He usually attends the festival as he did in previous years. But because he had just given birth to Nabila at that time so he could not come along.

The feeling of tightness felt by Yuana before the news of the plane crash was boarded by her parents. An explosion on the wing caused the plane to crash into the Indian Ocean and no crew or passengers survived.

The feeling was exactly the same as he was feeling right now.

No tears fell down her cheeks. For a moment he felt like he was in a dark, narrow empty space. Anxiety and fear dominated his feelings now.

"Yes Allah.protect the husband of the servant, ease his jihad in making a living for us." the inner voice of Yuana, praying for her husband, hopes to slightly reduce the feelings of anxiety in her heart.

Until there was a pair of tiny hands rubbing both cheeks. Clamoring Yuana stared at the two clear round eyeballs before her.

"Who's mother? When you ask for maap... If you love mother.." lirih Nabila who then sobbed and snuggled into the arms of Yuana.

As if the veil covering her gaze had disappeared, Yuana returned to the fact that she was now sitting in the living room hugging Nabila, her baby. The head of the princess.

"Yes dear. Mother is okay, there was dust into the eyes of the mother, it became painful. Mother also Iaaaang same Bila," exclaimed Yuana while tightening her embrace.

When looking at the painting of the finger print lying next to him, Nabila remembered the question about buya why it was bleeding. Instantly he took the cellphone he put on the shelf just above his head. She tried to call her husband, ringing, but not being picked up.

Fidgeting, tried again. Ringing, but still not picked up until the call is automatically disconnected. Closely grasped the phone.

There was the sound of the Adhan from the mosque not far from his house.

Usually Amar always stops to perform prayers first. She tried again to contact her husband. Still ringing and again not lifted. Switch to a video call, ring and remain unconnected.

This time Yuana gave up, he put the phone back on the wall shelf where he used to store the phone and keys. He went and invited his daughter to pray Dhuhur.

"Let's say dear.we pray dhuhur first. We pray for buya not to happen anything, always healthy and launched his work yes," Yuana asked her daughter.

Nabila is still a child, still two years old, even speaking is still not fluent. But Yuana always used to invite Nabila to pray, although in fact, more often play or sit quietly next to his mother.

Finish praying, do not forget to read sholawat and dhikr, then pray. Pray for himself, in order to always have the favor of faith and Islam. Prayers for the family, so that they will always have the blessings of the world. Then prayer for the benefit of the people. Do not forget a special prayer for the safety of her husband who is struggling to make a living and prayer to be given peace from endless anxiety.

After completing the dhuhur prayer, the anxiety that Yuana felt was slightly reduced. Then Yuana made Nabila a glass of milk. After that he invited Nabila to take a nap as usual, because he also felt he needed to take a short nap.

"Honey. We leaked first yes," asked Yuana.

"Boss? that's what mommy is?" ask Nabila.

"Booo Ciii. bobok... ciyaaaang," replied Yuana while holding Nabila to the room. Slightly rocking and kissing her cheekbread. Nabila laughed crisply.

There are many benefits to be gained from taking a nap. Not only for children, but also for adults. A nap of 20 to 30 minutes is enough to get these benefits. Among them can improve memory, keep the mind productive, improve mood, increase alertness, increase patience, also increase creativity.

After thirty minutes of napping, just closing her eyes actually, Yuana woke up in a more fresh state and a feeling of calm. Slowly he got out of bed, making sure that Nabila did not wake up, because toddlers the age of Nabila needed more sleep.

Walk to the back of the house while patting her long hair up. He took the laundry basket and lifted the dry clothes and put it into the room. He saw Nabila was still asleep, sleeping on the roll. How adorable.

Rushing Yuana cleaned her house, not forgetting to wear an instant hijab when she was about to clean the yard.

"Good afternoon, Nak Yuana, Nabila is still sleeping" replied Ms. Marta.

"Yes Ma...When you're still sleeping. I went inside first Ma'am," said Yuana because she had finished first.

After cleaning up, Yuana goes to the kitchen to cook. Usually after waking up and bathing, Nabila must be hungry. And Yuana is used to cooking for one meal, so it's always fresh. This time he cooked orem-orem tempeh and quail eggs. Simple, but her husband's favorite food.

When the orem is almost cooked, suddenly the tip of the negligee feels pulled. It turned out that Nabila had woken up and approached him to the kitchen.

"Eeh. Why don't you call me mom, hm?"

"Bila tan uda made by mom. can banun sendili."

"Yes..the mother's child is now older, the more sinter the more sholihah," said Yuana while stroking the hair of her baby. Turning off the stove then Yuana lifted Nabila up high and took her to the bathroom. Nabila screamed and then laughed at it.

After a routine bath, ashar prayers and meals, Yuana invites Nabila to learn to write. More precisely the doodling on paper, to train fine motor motion.

While being engrossed in accompanying Nabila to study, there was a sound of incoming calls on Yuana's mobile phone.

...Buy Bila😘...

...calling...

"Alhamdulillah mas Amar finally called, meaning there is nothing," Yuana's mind as her hand grabbed the phone and shifted the icon with a green color phone.

"Assalamu´alaikum Mas" Yuana answered the phone call.

"Wa alaikum salam. Sorry.. I'm Arief."

DEG...

"Is this with Mr Amar's wife?"

"Yes.I am his wife Sir. Where is my husband now?"

"He is at Rumah Raya Husada Hospital. Please share the location, ma'am, soon Mr. Hadi will pick up Ms. Amar."

"Well Mr. Arif, I'm ready now."

Shaking, Yuana prepared herself and Nabila to go to the hospital. All the possibilities are milling in his mind, because he does not know what happened exactly.

"Oh Allah, O Maalik, may nothing happen to Mas Amar, "hopefully at the power of her Lord for the salvation of her husband.

After preparing, there was the sound of adzan maghrib. Yuana hurried to perform the maghrib prayer. Nabila who knew the mother was restless did not ask much, he just kept quiet from earlier, just following wherever Yuana moved.

"If I were to be. This beautiful mother's daughter is getting worse, yes," Yuana tried to remove the concern for her daughter. Yuana was sure that her daughter was worried about her, because it was not usual for Nabila to be quiet like this.

"In the meantime Nabila joined the mother to go to the hospital. Someone has to take a look. There later Nabila also pinter as now yes, according to what said mother... okay?"

"Otey mother" answered Nabila, nodding her head and hugging her.