Love Istiqomah

Part 39's. Regretting

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After spending a long time finally the Doctor who assisted several Sisters managed to remove a small baby from the stomach of his mother with a cesarean section.

"Suster please put this baby in the incubator." Tell the Doctor to one of the Sisters who helped him.

"Good Doctor."

The tiny baby who had just been born into this world was extremely weak. Such a small baby should not be born into the world because the time has not yet come. But the severe bleeding experienced by his mother requires him to give birth prematurely so that the baby is born prematurely.

Now the doctor is focused on treating the mother of the baby whose condition is getting weaker. Severe bleeding caused the condition of his body unstable and would be fatal if the Doctor did not immediately give action.

While the doctor was busy sewing the stomach that became the way out of the tiny baby, suddenly one of the sisters panicked to see the patient's heart rate on the monitor decreased.

"Doctor, the patient's heartbeat is weakened."

The doctor immediately turned to the heart-detection monitor, and sure enough the line that had been bumpy began to shrink. Indicates that Filzah's condition is weakening.

"Suster please set up the defibrillator." Doctor's orders swiftly.

"Good Doc." Answer the Sister as she moves quickly.

After completing the previous work, which was to sew the torn part of the stomach finally the doctor took over his defibrillator to electrocute the patient's heart.

"Bismilahbornohmaanirrohiim."

With Basmalah speech the Doctor launched his action. He placed his defibrillator right on Filzah's chest. And the defibrillator works fine. Filzah's body immediately responded with his upper body raised for a few seconds.

Filzah's heart responded well. The doctor can see on his monitor that the patient's heart rate is starting to stabilize.

"Thank God his heart is stable again."

"Yes Doc, thank God."

After the Doctor and the Sisters breathed a sigh of relief, they suddenly returned asphyxiated to see Filzah's heartbeat weaken again and the waves on his monitor instantly turned into straight lines and sounded.

Tuttt...

"Dok." Strangled the Sister with a choking.

The face of the doctor changed. His two eyes turned red and could only shake his head to his Sisters.

"The patient has died." Said Doctor lirih.

The Sisters can only nod. When they see the patient is not helped like this they are also sad and feel they have failed to carry out their duties properly.

"Please remove all medical devices in the patient's body, I'll go out to tell his family."

"Good Doc." Answer the Sisters in unison.

The door of the operating room slowly opened and the Doctor revealed himself. Jasir and Uzmah approached him.

"Doctor how's the operation going, okay Doc?" Ask Jasir worriedly.

The doctor smiled briefly. "Thank God the operation went well, and Mother Filzah's baby was also safely born." The doctor told me the latest news that relieved the hearts of Jasir and Uzmah as well as Zaura.

"Alhamdulillah." Say it all with infinite gratitude.

"But because the baby was born prematurely so for a while had to be hospitalized."

"Then how's Dok's mom, our son Filzah doing okay, right Doc?" Uzmah was very worried about Filzah's condition which was not yet known.

Suddenly the doctor spoke a thousand languages. He stared at Jasir and Uzmah and at Zaura, who he guessed was the child of his patient.

"I'm sorry Mom, Dad, we couldn't save her mother, Patient's dead, because of the heavy bleeding she's been through."

They were like being hit by a powerful thunderbolt when they heard bad news heard directly from the Doctor who dealt with Filzah, their son, the Mother of Zaura.

"Innalillahi wainna ilaihi roojiuun." Jasir lirih.

"Philzah..." Uzmah slipped into the operating room. It was followed by Jasir and Zaura.

"Yetoooooooo." Zaura cried with tears.

Uzmah was powerless to see Filzah's body stretched stiff in the gurney. His face was pale. Uzzah hugged Philzah with tears that just fell.

"Filzah, Filzah why did you leave Mom, son?, I lost Fahril, and now I have to lose you too, Filzahhh."

Uzmah was hysterical in her cries. He still can't believe everything.

"Bundaaaa, Mother woke up." Shade Zaura with tears.

Uzmah turned towards Zaura. Now that his beloved grandson has become an orphan, complete with his suffering, his father and mother have left him.

"Zaura, Mother Zaura is dead, baby, Zaura no longer has a mother..." Uzmah again sobbed as she clutched the tiny body of the grandson.

Zaura is getting hysterical. Many times her tears were filled. He was eager to embrace his mother.

"Zaura wants to hug Mother." His ink with a hiccup.

"Zaura wants to hug Mother?" Uzmah asked with her sobs broken into pieces.

Zaura nodded. Then Uzmah carried him to be able to embrace the body of the Mother who was not breathing.

"Zaura dear Mother." Said Zaura right in the Mother's ear.

While outside the hospital, Azlan just got out of his car. He walked with very fast steps. His heart trembled impatiently to meet his wife soon. Treating the growing longing. Azlan's brain was circling, preparing a plan when he met his wife he would hug her tightly and would linger hugging until the wife rebelled to ask to be released. Azlan had prepared words of apology to his wife, even he was ready to take a blow and whatever it was until his wife was willing to forgive his mistakes.

The operating room is in sight. Azlan's move is getting faster. And he was already standing in the doorway. His eyes immediately caught the situation in the room.

"Din-da."

Instantly the radiance of his pair of eyes changed. His sweetest smile faded. He was choked to see the atmosphere of the operating room filled with sobs. Jasir and Uzmah wept, and little Zaura wept. Now Azlan's gaze was fixed on a woman whose body was stretched stiff, lifeless.

His steps began to approach. His eyes were still focused on the woman. When his body was approaching suddenly both his legs were closed. Falling down next to the body of the woman he loved.

Azlan got up and immediately grabbed the body of the wife he missed. "Dinda gets up, Dinda don't leave me, Dinda don't go." Jerit Azlan with a voice that began to hoarse and run out.

"Azlan, broaden your heart, please let Filzah go, yes." Jasir tried to calm Azlan who was like a person lost his direction and spirit of life.

"No sir, I don't want to lose my wife, I can't live without her, I can't work."

Azlan was devastated, devastated that his wife had abandoned him forever. Azlan will not be able to forgive himself, because he has not had time to apologize to his wife. He had sinned against his own wife.

"Dinda, I'm sorry, this is all because of me, if only I hadn't kicked you out of the house, if I hadn't blamed you, maybe your fate wouldn't have been this tragic, you will not leave me.

Jasir calms Azlan down. "Azlan Istighfar, this is not your fault, this is the destiny of God, God who calls your wife to return, please let her go quietly."

"Milary." Azlan's body again decays on the floor. It was too late to meet his wife. Now he can only regret his mistakes. He will never forgive himself.

"Alan, hug and kiss your wife son, she misses you so much, she misses your presence." Uzmah told Azlan to hug and kiss the body of his wife who had been left by his soul.

With all his might Azlan rose from his fall. Slowly he stared at the peaceful face of the wife who looked pale. Azlan had never imagined before that he would be reunited with his wife in a state where his wife's pair of beautiful eyeballs had been closed for good.

"Minda." Azlan kissed the wife softly. Then he hugged the body of the wife who felt cold and stiff.

"O Allah, strengthen me, I cannot see my wife is lifeless like this, strengthen me, O God." Azlan said in his heart.

"I'm sorry Dinda, I'm a bad husband to you, I'm a dzolim husband, I've always hurt you, I never made you happy, I never did, even in your life I can throw you out, please forgive me Dinda, forgive me." Azlan continued to sob in his weeping of pain. His heart was shapeless. The angel of his heart has now gone with half his life. His passion for life has disappeared. He refused to release his wife's body from her last embrace.

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For the last time Azlan looked at the body of the wife who had been wrapped in a clean white shroud. Mourners came to deliver Filzah's body for the last time, including Jasir, Uzmah and Zaura as well as Ergin's small family, Selin and Grizelle, Hilyah did not participate because he was still in the process of recovery.

Azlan had gone down to the grave where his wife, Filzah Banafsha, was resting. He will put the body of the wife in her burrow.

"Don't bury Mother, Jandah don't bury Mother." Eluh Zaura with her sobs.

Azlan could only shed tears. He could not see Zaura's face covered with grief.

"This is the last time I'm holding Dinda's body, this is the last time." Azlan sobbed in his heart, he could not bear to face this harsh reality.

Eventually Filzah Banafsha's body was slowly put into his grave, to his original place, the ground.

"Welcome to my wife, Angel of my heaven, may your worship be received by God and may you be the most beautiful inhabitants of heaven, Aamiin Allahumma aamiin."

"I am God, I will try to take you away, make you go away. I love you Baby, I will always love you, this love will always be Istiqomah for you, wait for me in heaven God O angel of my heaven." Azlan wiped away his tears. Although it felt heavy he kept trying to calm himself.

Azlan and the mourners went back up. Then slowly puddled the grave of Filzah filled with a lot of land until it became flat again.

"Mommy, Aunt Filzah is a good man, Aunt Filzah must be in heaven."

"What do you mean Grizelle?" Selin asked his daughter who suddenly spoke unexpectedly.

"Grizelle apologizes to Mommy, in fact, Aunt Filzah was not wrong, but Grizelle was wrong. Aunt Filzah did not know that Grizelle had the same allergy to green beans, but Grizelle was eager to eat green bean porridge. Grizelle apologizes Mommy. Grizelle also wants to apologize to Aunt Filzah."

Selin immediately let out a rough breath. So also with Ergin who helped listen to the explanation of her daughter who began to admit her mistake.

"So, is Filzah innocent?" Selin felt guilty for Filzah. His heart seemed to be opened by God to witness the truth, that Filzah was a good man, not a bad man he had been expecting.

"Filzah I'm sorry, now that I realize that you are a good person, even when you are accused of guilt you keep quiet, when I do evil with you, you never reply, you're the kind-hearted angel I've met. But I'm too late to realize, I'm too late to apologize to you Filzah, I'm sorry Filzah, I'm sorry." Selin regretted his crimes all this time to Filzah.

"Yes Filzah I apologize to you too, on behalf of my family, I apologize. And hopefully there's still an sorry door for us. Honestly we regret Filzah, we're so sorry for doing evil to you." Ergin regrets it.

The burial of Filzah Banafsha has now been completed. Slowly the mourners began to leave the place. Now only Azlan remains who is still faithful to embrace the navel of the wife with tears that are not stopped.

Azlan was speechless no more. His sadness, his downturn, his beatings after being left by the lover he loved have brought his life to a standstill. His heart was now empty.

The departure of the wife who impressed so quickly has now managed to rob all his happiness. The laughter that once always adorned his face has now changed into his endless sadness.

Allah Subhaanahu wa Ta'ala said,

كُلُّ نَفْسٍ ذَآئِقَةُ الْمَوْتِ

"Every soul will feel dead."

(QS. Ali Imraan: 185)

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Innalillahi wainna ilaihi roojiuun

Returned to Rahmatullah

Filzah Banafsha the beloved wife of Azlan, the dearest Mother of Zaura and the beloved daughter of Jasir and Uzmah

Please forgive his mistake and pray that his charity will be accepted and become a resident of heaven

And may the husband, daughter and family left behind be given fortitude and sincerity

Ukhfira as the author of Cinta Istiqomah apologized for the passing of Filzah for his saman

Ukhfira apologizes to Readers who did not want Filzah dead. But this is Filzah's destiny. Resolutions

Please be accepted with roomy there is yes

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And don't blame Azlan

Azlan was already deeply sorry for the passing of his wife and this was not his will either

The point of Filzah's death was the life-line of Filzah

With deep feelings of grief

Ukhfira pampit retreat first

And see you in the next part

And may you stay tuned here huh

Even though Filzah is gone

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Wassalaamu 'alaikum Warohmatullah Westarokaatuh