Look At Me Once

Longs

“Syafakillah, Ma'am,” said Zahran who was standing next to Anisa's bed.

“Jazakillahu Khairan, Deck.” Anisa answered her softly, a sweet smile on her face looking at the cousin sister whom she already considered to be her own sister.

“Capable to heal, Ma'am. Doesn't Anisa miss nagging me again?” asked Zahran teasingly, he reminded his cousin's sister about how Anisa who often scolded him for the youth's insolence.

“Mbak tired of scolding you, you're an adult, Dek. Do not be too often make dizzy umi and Abi,” said Anisa made both glance at two middle-aged people who were sitting on the sofa.

Zahran smiled showing a row of his teeth to hear his brother's advice, he realized that his attitude often makes usmi Maryam and Ustadz Hamdan must be extra patient to deal with it.

“Go get married if there is a candidate, do not procrastinate to perfect your worship.”

“Iya, Ma'am. Take it easy, later I will definitely get married if it is time,” replied Zahran smiled to calm his brother's heart, although his heart was a little claustrophobic knowing that the woman who had made him captivated turned out honey from his cousin.

‘If Anisa knew I was ever interested in a girl named Lathifa, I'm sorry, ma'am. At that time I did not know if the girl was the wife of Mbak's husband.’ Inner Zahran poignant.

“Zahra also came to visit Mbak Nisa,” said Zahran to divert the conversation.

“Mana?” anisa asked weakly.

“Maybe soon, Ma'am. Wait yes.”

Today all the extended family of Anisa visit the hospital want to see the condition of Anisa, both family from the boarding school and parents of Alwi.

Everything gathered unplanned, although not all her family could enter her room simultaneously, but Anisa was happy to see the whereabouts of the people she loved today.

“Honey, I want to see the Doctor first,” Alwi told Anisa who is still focused on listening to Zahran's story.

“Hmm,” Anisa replied slowly, she should save her strength.

“I'll be back soon.” Alwi kissed his wife's forehead before leaving the room.

The door of the room was tightly closed, Zahran made sure that Alwi had actually come out.

“Mas Alwi is very bucin yes, Ma'am,” said Zahran smiled ignorantly teasing his brother. Although his brother's condition was weak, but Zahran's ignorant attitude that was ingrained he could not stand and hide.

“Each time you get married so you can make out with your wife,” led by Anisa makes Zahran feel annoyed.

Ustadz Hamdan and umi Maryam who had been sitting watching the two smilingly saw the upset face of Zahran. The young man avoided talking about marriage, but still his words ended up talking about marriage.

Anisa also smiled happily to see Zahran's face, he had not been joking with his cousin for a long time.

“Assalamualaikum ..”

The sound of greetings was accompanied by the door of the room that opened, shortly afterwards a couple emerged from behind the door.

“You're here, come on in, son.” Umi Maryam invited Zahra and Zain to come inside.

Zahra gave a bouquet of flowers in her hand to her brother and then walked to the earth Maryam and Ustadz Hamdan followed by her husband behind her, they kissed the hands of the earth Maryam and Ustadz Hamdan alternately continued with Zahran.

“How are you, Ma'am. Hopefully soon healed,” said Zahra after being beside Anisa's bed.

Anisa smiled at the presence of her cousin whose face was very similar to her. “Alhamdulillah, thank you for your prayers, Ra.”

Zahra smiled to see Anisa who was lying weakly in front of her, although her lips were smiling, but Zahra's heart felt sad to see the condition of her cousin's sister.

Zahra grabbed Anisa's hand and then rubbed it slowly, she was sure that the white hand that was pricked by a needle every day must have felt so stiff. “Mbak Anisa will definitely get well soon.”

Anisa stopped Zahra's hand and held it slowly. “I'm glad to see you, Ra. Thank you for visiting me.”

Suddenly the smile that had been gracing Anisa's face slowly faded, Anisa saw the figure of Lathifa in Zahra's shadow. So great was the longing he felt for Lathifa, the figure of the woman he dragged in the story of his romance with the husband.

“Mbak,” call Zahra slowly, she is afraid to see her brother's face change.

“I'm fine, Ra. It's just ...” Anisa hung up her sentence, her eyes glazed at the ceiling of the room, she held the clear liquid in her net fertilizer. Anisa did not want to shed her tears in front of the people.

“Did Mbak Anisa want something?” ask Zahra worried.

“I only remembered with Lathifa.” Anisa breathed so heavily. “I see it in you.”

Perhaps because of her great longing for Lathifa, Anisa imagined the figure of Lathifa by looking at Zahra in front of her, because Zahra was the same age as Lathifa.

Zahra who had heard about the polygamous marriage story of her cousin's sister felt sorry for their story. Although she used to be the second wife of her husband, she is now the only wife for her husband, Zain Malik.

Faintly Anisa saw Zahra's face wet with tears. “Why are you crying, Ra?”

“It's okay, Ma'am,” replied Zahra quickly.

Anisa's hand rubbed Zahra's cheek slowly. “Can I ask you for help, Ra?”

“Anything, Ma'am. While I was still able to fulfill it,” said Zahra then her hand grabbed Anisa's fingers that were still attached to her cheeks and grasped them slowly.

“Please promise, help me, Ra.”