Kantil Village

Kantil Village
healed together



the next day, Tasya's mother and Aisyah's ustadzah had arrived at the hospital together because they had agreed to leave together.


but they were shocked when Cakra and Shafa were teaching the two people who had been in a coma had woken up and could smile.


they can even joke around with happy laughter like this.


"Daris!!"


"It's it!!"


shocked by two mothers who did not believe and immediately embraced


children each.


"yes mother, Ilya is healed." replied Ilya who smiled happily.


likewise with Ustadz Haris who was hugging Tasya's mother, even the woman was crying as she pleased.


"quiet mami your child is fine, why mami is so sad like this, if mami is sad I am also sad, and mami looks ugly when crying..." lirih Ustadz Haris smiled at her mother.


"forgive mommy..."


"mommy's not wrong, so there's no need to apologize...."


"have mami do not cry continuously, later it wrinkles, continue to want Hamzah later said, Oma kok old have a lot of wrinkles, but opa is still dashing," said Cakra who immediately got the jewel from the woman.


"is Oma still beautiful, watch out for you if you say old again," upset mommy Tasya.


"don't keep talking, please let's have breakfast first yuk, I'm very hungry, because they can't be compromised," asked Shafa.


"really, alright honey we eat yuk," asked Cakra.


the man wanted to take his wife out to the cafeteria, but Tasya's mother pulled her clothes.


"don't go out, we'll just eat here" said Tasya's mother.


"okay mami" replied the man


they sat together to eat together, the doctor came to check the condition of Ilya and ustadz Haris.


doctors do not think that the development of both is very fast and good.


"please continue to do light exercise so as not to stiffen and so that it can quickly recover" said the doctor.


"yes, doctor" answered both.


Ilya felt strange, because how could he not see the figure of Rahayu who incidentally is the wife of Ustadz Haris.


he actually wanted to ask, but did not dare to express his feelings because no one disturbed it.


"you are thinking what nduk, this is taking the medicine first," said Ustadzah Aisyah.


"yes, ma'am" Ilya replied


he immediately took the medicine that had been prepared, after taking the medicine, they chose to sunbathe in the garden in front of their room.


"ustadz why don't I see your wife, I'm sorry if I was presumptuous, but why didn't she take care of you" Ilya asked curiously.


because when he last met them, Rahayu looked very good and so spoiled Ustadz Haris as his wife.


"she is pregnant, the possibility of mother forbid it for fear of affecting the health of the fetus is still prone to miscarriage, so she was told at home by mami," said Ustadz Haris.


suddenly the facial water from Ilya changed, he seemed to be surprised by the words of Ustadz Haris.


"are you all right, Ilya?" asked the man, worried.


"iya ustadz I'm just surprised I don't think it will be so soon, congratulations ustadz, I can't wait to see the nephew again, after Hamzah, after Hamzah, now you're gonna have another girl or a boy?" ilya said with a blinking smile


ustadz Haris was silent, he couldn't say if it wasn't the baby.


maybe it will destroy the good name of Rahayu, especially she already has no one on her side.


"i was in a coma before I saw the gender" said Ustadz Haris.


"did that guy attack ustadz again? if only I were stronger, and could help ustadz fight."


"you are strange, when I am very fond of you, but why are you so easy to help me even willing to face death for me" said Ustadz Haris.


"why? I don't understand either, I just can't see me getting hurt" Ilya said sadly.


"do you remember what I said before you were unconscious?"


Ilya nodded, Ustadz Haris knelt down in front of Ilya, "want to marry me, I know that this might be too outrageous and greedy, but actually I love you very much, I know, I only realized after I wanted to do the first night with Rahayu, sorry .. This should not be what I should tell you," said Ustadz Haris looked down sadly.


"please don't cry ustadz, I do love you, but please think about your wife's feelings especially now that she is pregnant and needs your figure by her side" Ilya said gently and touched Haris's ustadz cheek.


ustadz Haris held Ilya's hand and smiled, "I swear never to touch him again after the day of the keris-taker according to Cakra's orders, because I can not do my duties as a husband, I swear never touch him again, because you keep looking at your face when you want to do it, so I don't want to do it anymore" said Ustadz Haris, who surprised Ilya.


"innalilahi wa inna ilaihi Raji'un.. ustadz why you do it, it's the same ustadz do injustice to your wife ustadz," said Ilya surprised.


"i don't want to do it either, but if I do it without love, it's because it's me who gets hurt when I do it" said Ustadz Haris.


Ilya was also sad to hear everything, it was the same as the simalakama fruit.


"don't cry ustadz, I believe if ustadz told ustadz sepuh insyaallah he can provide the best solution for all of us yes ustadz, please don't be sad ..."


"thank you, you want to listen to everything."


ustadz Haris kissed Ilya's hand, from a distance the two mothers could only see.


both do not want to disturb the time of the two people, especially both do not know if Ustadz Haris and Rahayu are divorced.


mami Tasya is still traumatized if giving shocking news can hurt his son and make the man back drop and may be very torturous later.


"tasya's mother did not want to explain, it seems that Ustadz Haris still thinks that Rahayu is still his wife?"


"i'm traumatized ustadzah, you should let me later ustadz sepuh and my husband who explained to Haris, it might be the best choice for all of us," said Tasya mami.