Love In Pesantren's

Just for a second

Every night Farrel chanted verse by verse he read by touching one letter at a time. Praying always pray, so that Sofia quickly woke up from her long dream.

The people closest to him were with him every day. If night falls, Farrel just wants to be left alone with Sofia.

Like tonight, Farrel in living alone in that room. After studying, Farrel now sits next to Sofia who is still asleep.

His hand held the weak fingers. How painful it is to face this reality.

Farrel sighed a few times, holding back the tightness was difficult.

A Farrel witnesses the father of the accident, Farrel also witnesses the mother die a terrible life.

Then what else is this?

Farrel hit his own wife?

"Sofi, wakeup! I'm sorry Sof. You need to wake up!"

Farrel stroked softly Sofia's cheeks.

"You still have to accompany me Sof ... I will try to be a good priest for you, please give me a chance!"

"Give me a chance even if it's just for a moment, I want to hug you. I miss you."

Farrel again let out his tears of sorrow.

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There is no noble power except that of the Creator. All is his and will come back to him.

The sun snuck in through the gap of the curtain that was slightly open.

Beside the bed, Farrel was performing prayers.

No, not dawn prayers. Farrel is studying dhuha prayers.

Ko dhuha Rails?

The answer is because Farrel wants to ask his God for a fortune, a health windfall for Sofia.

In the midst of that particularity, someone who was always in the future to wake up finally opened his eyes.

Slowly staring blankly at the window, wordlessly, motionlessly, Sofia's body awoke but not with her soul.

Sofia's eyes stared blankly at that window.

A few moments later Farrel finished with his worship and gasped when he saw Sofia open her eyes.

Haru happily bursts into Farrel, hastily approaching Sofia.

Hugging that body, crying.

But Sofia was silent and did not respond.

Farrel who felt the strangeness, finally took off his arms. Cupping the wife's face, leading her to look her in the eyes.

Farrel had no power not to cry.

Sofia did not look at him, her eyes were empty.

"Sof, it's Farrel. Hey look! I'm right here."

Sofia silence.

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Now in the room there is a doctor, Sofia's father and mother come as soon as possible after receiving news Sofia has realized.

All that happiness is then accompanied by grief.

Sofia is there but nothing.

The worst thing about memory loss.

This situation has indeed caused everyone to dwell in deep pain.

Sofia is experiencing a decline in consciousness and cannot respond to anything in cool terms known as stupor.

Will there be miracles again, including greedy humans if they continue to demand God to be more kind?

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Sofia is now sitting on her stool with a blank look through the window.

Blink slowly no matter what.

Where's sofia?

This isn't Sofia.

Farrel approached him sitting beside him, looking at his wife's smooth face, behind Sofia's head.

"When are you like this, Sof?"

Farrel cupped Sofia in the face, trying to bring the eyes together again but the result was the same, Sofia was not in those eyes.

Farrel kissed the forehead longing, no reaction whatsoever Sofia gave.

"You want to get out of this room?"

Farrel, who saw Sofia looking at the window, finally took the initiative to take Sofia out of the treatment room.

Farrel took Sofia to a wheelchair and took her for a walk through the hospital hallway.

Farrel kept chatting as if Sofia was giving a reply, Farrel rambled about the first impression he had of seeing Sofia.

And now Farrel took Sofia to a rather quiet place in the hospital area, where there was a bench facing directly at the small fountain in the middle of the hospital courtyard.

Farrel carried Sofia slowly, then sat her on the lap. Finding Sofia in the hot sun actually makes its own comfort for Farrel.

Leaving Sofia's head leaning against her chest, Farrel began to tell stories like a story.

"You believe Sof, if I told you you were a jutek?"

Farrel gave a small smile recalling the beginning of his acquaintance with Sofia as his friend Nimas.

"When did you start taaruf? I was shocked, and I thought you were cheap too. Sorry, my dear."

Farrel kissed Sofia's head.

"In the early days of marriage, I thought you were Sof's freak. You really didn't get out of the house when I banned you. That's when I started to look at you a little."

Farrel kissed Sofia's cheek again.

What was Sofia's reaction?

There was no impressioner, his eyes winked slowly there was no reply or any response.

"Thank you, already present in my life make improvements to this heart. Sewing my wounds with sincerity, thank you for trying to get up even though I know it is difficult for you to do so. Thanks."

Farrel's words faltered, as a result of the sudden tightness of his heart.

Author also myesek Rails.

In the next second, Sofia had a slight seizure and then her breath appeared to make a slight sound like snoring, making Farrel panic but she tried to calm down.

People who happened to pass by suddenly stopped and watched.

Farrel tightened his embrace.

"You want to go, baby? Per-go! I'm sincere."

Farrel was well aware of the situation, he whispered two sentences of shahada in Sofia's ear trembling.

Letting Sofia be happy in another realm is hard, but Farrel can't hold Sofia for much longer with him.

GOODBYE TO SOFIA.

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When the sun came this afternoon, suddenly rain fell down to accompany the stuffing of Farrel clutching his wife who was gone.

People who had just witnessed it were sliced heart to see the scenery like this drama.

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Skip it first, author is not strong.

You need to know its the real!

One of Nimas' real-life friends died of illness.

Her real name is Mufliha Nuraeni here the author describes Sofia Mufliha.

Al-Fatiha.