Kantil Village

happy together

ustadz Haris let out a heavy sigh, he entered the room where the sound of medical devices sounded.

because he had been coming for several months to see the situation from Ilya.

yes after the bad incident, Ustadz Haris almost lost his beloved wife.

"good afternoon dear, do you still feel at home like this, yes sorry I am not complaining because of your condition, but I really want to see you smile, and welcome me with your warm embrace," ustadz Haris said he was sitting on a chair that was already in that special room.

"doctors can't say what happened, what actually happened to you, you were angry with me yes, to make me sad like this" murmured ustadz Haris.

he clasped Ilya's hand tightly, even his wife's hand and body had started to thin.

how not, only with infusion it does not support all nutritional needs.

moreover, the fetus in the womb of Ilya is also getting bigger, and it makes all wonder.

because it's like a miracle, because the baby can still grow healthy when the mother's condition is very weak.

the nurse comes with a family doctor who is specifically sought after by Arkan's father.

they had all tried, but it seemed like it would be very difficult to make Ilya aware.

"excuse ustadz Haris, I came to check all the circumstances of the madam" said the doctor.

"do you doctor, there's nothing to do, he continues like this, even our baby will be born" said Ustadz Haris sadly.

"wo-ho-ho, sister-in-law please don't be like that, better come with me first and let the doctor work," said Cakra who pulled her sister-in-law away.

ustadz Haris has been very bad, he does not want to give up but he wants to see his wife regain consciousness.

"calm down Haris, God willing he will soon be conscious" said Cakra enjoying his time with his little son Hamzah.

"when it was mas, I felt sorry for me, because the condition was already very bad," replied Ustadz Haris.

"ii.." cried the funny boy.

Shafa came with wheat porridge and milk, which astonished ustadz Haris.

hamzah was placed next to Ilya who still closed his eyes.

Hamzah looked at Ilya and turned his head towards his father, the boy then rubbed Ilya's stomach with his hands.

then he kissed Ilya's cheek for a long time, it made ustadz Haris dislike.

"oh.. This little boy is a pervert, like his father.." annoyed ustadz Haris.

"wait a minute," said Cakra stopping the steps of Ustadz Haris.

it turned out then from Ilya's mouth was flowing black blood which made all shocked.

and suddenly Ilya coughed and then regained consciousness slowly, Hamzah smilingly carried something in his hand.

"it looks like he has taken what is embedded, and this must be stored so that no one will return after a long time" said Cakra who made ustadz Haris confused.

"the madman's number" said Ustadz Haris, who wiped the blood coming out of his wife's mouth.

Ilya also saw the figure of her husband, "mas. sorry.." lirih Ilya who made ustadz Haris cry as he pleased.

"sorry ..."

"hello umma, look baby Hamzah can already smile widely," said Shafa happily seeing the figure of his best friend.

Ilya smiled, Cakra clasped his sister's shoulder and resuscitated the ustadz Haris who immediately hugged his wife.

"dear ...."