Love Shielded Risue

nia's condition is getting worse.

Tonight A'a took her family to one place. He said he wanted to eat outside and throw away.

Not only that, they also arranged appointments with Fara and Aiman. Let them meet at the restaurant.

Merr himself was excited to hold Umar who he had missed. For more than three weeks did not meet because of the busyness of each of them between him and Farah.

"Geez, how do you add gemesin anyway?" Merr kissed Umar's cheeks that increasingly looked swollen.

"Eat him doyan, drink milk moreover," Farah chimed while rubbing the nape of the child who was sweating using tissue.

"MashaAllah, it's not important papa healthy."

"Healthy Tea, but asked for a diet as well. He said he's already in obesity."

"Oh, yeah...? I don't think so, even gemesin." Merr kissed the boy again, his affection for Umar is still the same as it was. Until not infrequently he and his mother-in-law deliberately came to Farah or maybe stay at the time Aiman and Bilal were out of town. Demi can let go of the miss with the boy.

"Tell me to sit by myself, Tea. Weight now Umar." Farah chuckles.

"A little bit, but papa I'm not happy. The question is," answered Merr excitedly, where A'a's hand immediately rubbed his wife's head with a smile.

"You don't jump on Mom's lap, do you?" Farah said while pressing on Umar's cheek, when the boy was already sitting on the lap of his foster mother. Merr laughed too.

Not long after, the food that was ordered arrived. They started eating the dish. Merr himself chose to feed Umar, because that was the part he liked the most than having to fill his own stomach.

"He was so excited..."

"Eat him, it's hard to reduce this child's eating rations. Because he's rich his ashes eat a lot."

"What do I eat a lot of?" Aiman chimed in while laughing.

"Many, do not see your stomach getting bloated, it's a sign you like to eat," ledek Farah invites laughter all that there.

On the sidelines of their cool chat while eating food. Merr saw someone she knew pushing a wheelchair, passing far enough away from her seat.

Bang Akhri's?

Merr recognized Akhri, but who was the skinny woman in the wheelchair?

Is God Nia?

He remembered the bad news from Arshila about Akhri's wife who was very ill. Though he had wanted to swipe it, but because he did not dare permission on A'a he also preferred to pray alone. Tonight she sees Nia with her husband in her weak condition. It seems like they are just the two of them.

"Aaeeemmm.. aeeemmm..." Umar patted his dining table making Merr gasp and then turned to Umar, smiling.

"Mom forgot to feed you again" she said, inserting a spoonful of food into the mouth of the fifteen-month-old baby.

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On the other side ...

Akhri stopped the wheelchair at the front door.

"I'm nause–" said Nia. Sigap Akhri was also crouching.

"You want to throw up first?" He asked, and answered with a nod of Nia. "Fetch the plastic bag first."

The car door opened, rushing Akhri to take out a plastic bag from inside the car dashboard after it handed it to Nia who could not help but feel nauseous. All the food he had just eaten came out.

Akhri's hand slowly massaged the nape of his neck while beristighfar. After he finished he rushed to wipe his lips with a piece of tissue before throwing a plastic bag in his wife's hand into the trash can.

His steps quickly went back, "drink?"

"No," Nia touched her stomach and then to the one part of her chest that had been deflated due to breast removal surgery.

"It hurts again?"

"No, Bang. Just limp. I can no longer afford chemo. I don't want to..."

"Don't do it, brother. It's the only way the cancer can go away."

Nia tried to smile. "It's surgery, it's chemotherapy. I actually heard that cancer is still spreading. Nia doesn't want to spend your money."

"Yes..." Nia only answered that with her soft voice. Because he no longer wants to argue about any issues. Although he knew the truth that the cancer he suffered could no longer be healed. His hand touched the front cabin seat.

"Shortly, let me help you." Akhri. Moving his wife's body into the car. After comfortably Nia leaning her head her eyes narrowed my glare, looking ahead.

Cupp...

A kiss landed on the cheek. Nia glanced slowly at her husband.

"The spirit to heal, yes. Brother doesn't want to lose you."

Nia smiled bitterly turning her face back.

Why do you say it like that now. When I was dying. It doesn't seem fair, because I felt your love for just a moment.

Her tears trickled, but Akhri quickly removed them before closing the door again. Do not forget to also insert the wheelchair into the striped trunk after that walk around until it gets to the steering cabin.

His eyes glanced softly at Akhri, the man directed a smile then peeked at his forehead while rubbing his wife's cheeks that were getting thinner.

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Seven months passed, Nia's condition dropped and had to be rushed to the hospital.

During treatment, the woman is increasingly experiencing a decrease in the condition. The doctor also advised to do the removal of the next breast again. Because the cancer cells that appear again seem more malignant than before.

"If not, sir? Cancer will attack the liver. And if it's like that, Nia's mother's life won't last more than a month."

"Innalilahi wa innailaihi roji..." Akhri felt weak.

Next to the curtain Nia froze. It was like being struck by lightning. He himself glanced down, he was already very bad with next to the breast now must it be again?

Back Nia leaned her head on the pillow, already unable to think of anything now. Imagining his life in the shadow of death alone has frightened him. How are the kids, how will they live?

Akhri returned to the curtain and sat down beside his wife.

"Moreover," he said as he rubbed Nia's cheek.

"Don't you?"

"Hmm?"

"Nia's pain can't be cured, can it?"

"Can. can be dear."

"I heard what the doctor said, even though it was vague. My breasts should be removed again?" Nia asked with tears dripping but those trembling lips smiled, "yes right?"

Akhri hugged his wife. "You're strong, yeah. Brother will still love you. You must heal for all of us."

Nia's eyes blinked. Letting the clear grains of the two neutrals fall.

"Bang, don't do it. Free.." answered Nia then tried to eliminate her crying voice.

"Nothing is free. Because the cancer has not reached the liver. We're working one more time."

Nia shakes. "Think women don't face me like I do, Bang."

"Astagfirullah al'azim..." Akhri let go of her embrace. "No, you can't say that, sister."

"But right. If I die, you can get a better wife."

"Astagfirullah al'azim..." Akhri bobbing head.

"Remember, forgive Nia's whole mistake, right? Brother Ridho was with Nia during her time as brother's wife?" Nia asked while rubbing her husband's face, but Akhri even cried. "I'm sorry Bang. as long as I'm Brother's wife. I just ruined your happiness. I'm sorry I couldn't make you happy. I'm a bad wife, but please love me ridhomu Bang. please"

Can't stand the words of his wife Akhri then kissed Nia's lips so that the woman stopped talking. After that hug him tightly while as much as you want.

O Allah. I testify that Kania is my good wife. I ridho him. Forgive all his faults, and give him healing. I want Him to be healed. I love her so much, I want her to stay with me.