Kantil Village

disappear

since all was allowed, Farid took his adopted sister away.

not only that they all didn't want Ilya to continue getting hurt, so they chose this path.

while in the ward, Shafa still prayed for her husband to come to his senses, especially if the cut was deep enough.

arkan's father was still in the same room, he knew Ilya had been taken away but he begged everyone not to talk about it.

while in the village, Ustadz Haris was still sitting quietly in the back garden, the man looked calm.

he continued to see flashes of bad events that befell Ilya in front of his eyes, "O God I have to how," his inner voice cried out.

he can't be like this, because he hurt his now more entitled wife than anyone else.

"be aware of Haris, remember there is your wife who you deserve to think about now" murmured ustadz Haris who chose to rise from his seat.

he rushed into the house, and it looked quite lonely, it turned out that everyone was outside the house.

ustadz Haris let out a long sigh, how could he behave if he himself was so weak like this.

he lit the stove and started making his favorite wedang kencur.

out of nowhere, the drink often accompanies him, "whatever the ustadz,"

"is this water for kencur,ustadz Harun want?" freshly finished Hari's ustadz makes it.

"no thanks, is Ustadz sick? or not feeling well?"

"of course not, just being wanted, because a little tired," answered ustadz Haris briefly.

it turned out that Harun ustadz had just seen Haris drinking such a potion, because he had never seen it in person.

Rahayu came out of the room and was shocked to see the two men in the kitchen, "ah what is needed, why not call me mas,"

"that's it, I thought you must be resting, so I wouldn't bother you" replied Ustadz Haris

"ah so it seems," answered Rahayu.

"you why, something is in mind, if an uneg-uneg can tell me, I'll listen to him" said Ustadz Haris, who was sitting at the kitchen table.

"no mas, I'm just confused what to cook?"

"ustadz Harun, what should we eat? usually you're the smartest to give an idea" says Ustadz Haris.

"it looks like we are just lying down, just kind of call the residents to cook together, because the village seems to be starting to be conducive," suggested Ustadz Harun.

"of course, do I want to go inside first" said Ustadz Haris who got up from the chair he was sitting in.

but only two steps had the man fallen, his body suddenly hot and began to shiver.

"mas why?" panicked Rahayu saw her husband.

"Aliff, Mahmoud!" call ustadz Harun.

they also brought ustadz Haris to the city to get treatment.

all those in the hospital were shocked to see iftadz Haris who had to enter the ER.

"actually what happened" asked Mami Tasya.

"we also do not know mami, mas Haris suddenly fainted and mas body Haris shivering but hot," said Rahayu who looked anxious

"yes we pray, may your husband not experience bad things, nduk," said Tasya.

until someone came and sat next to him while smiling cheerfully as usual.

"why sit alone, come on Ustadz Haris who is usually very annoying and likes to disturb, why so Melo like this," Ilya mocked.

"i'm tired, I want to rest, I don't want to have to go back and live a life I don't want" said Ustadz Haris.

"not what we don't want, but this is the way, now come back, don't want to see me again, but, even though Ustadz promises you to see me smile using the gift you gave me, I still keep it, I'm waiting for you" said Ilya who walked away.

Rahayu is reading Yasin's letter to ask for her husband's recovery.

ustadz Haris has finally opened his eyes, "Alhamdulillah... finally realized, doctor!!"

the doctors came and checked the condition of Ustadz Haris, lucky everything is normal.

mami Tasya and Arkan's father went into the nursery of his son, "i'm why.." lirih ustadz Haris.

"you were in a coma for a month, O Allah. At last our prayers were all made known by Allah, you finally came to your senses" Rahayu said.

"how can," confused ustadz Haris.

"you rest, you also Rahayu, remember you are pregnant" said Tasya.

ustadz Haris looked directly at the woman, how could she be pregnant.

"iya Haris, when you're in a coma we just found out if Rahayu is pregnant, congratulations you'll be a father" Arkan's father said.

Rahayu seemed so happy, as did all her family.

Cakra came to bring some snacks, yes this month all the family came in turns to come to take care of Ustadz Haris.

"mas, how the village of Kantil is, I fear that the villagers will return to following heresy,"

"Alhamdulillah thanks to Ustadz Harun and the santri, now in the village is being built a mosque building, and for Ki Bisono calm, the man was not seen for several months, the man was not seen for several months, so I'll make sure he's seriously injured or possibly dead" Cakra said.

"Thank God if everything has gone according to what we want," said Ustadz Haris.

Rahayu rarely went to the hospital because now she has to help in the village, mami Tasya who always accompanied ustadz Haris did all the therapy for her recovery.

Rahayu is having a very happy pregnancy, even Shafa continues to send a lot of gifts to her sister-in-law.

somewhere else, there was a figure still lying down without indicating that he was about to open his eyes.

although the doctor said that everything was fine, the girl seemed reluctant to open her eyes.

ustadz Haris was sitting in the hospital garden, he chose to sunbathe after going through walking therapy.

"what is Haris, why are you so quiet now, come on where are your laughs, soon you will be a father, do not behave like this," said Tasya.

"how can I laugh if you don't answer when I say one name,"

"because we lost contact with Haris's family, after all, now she's sure she's healthy, too,"

"yes it must happen, otherwise I can do worse than the Cakra mas just now" explains Ustadz Haris.

"you don't threaten Haris' mother, remember now your wife is pregnant, and you're going to be a father, you can talk like that to mami, but not in front of my daughter-in-law, Haris understood," mami Tasya.

"of course mommy, I will obey your words, according to the words of my parents, I will be a good husband and father,"

mami Tasya felt sad to hear the words of her son, not what because the words of Ustadz Haris showed that the man had no spirit to live.