Married to Ustaz

Chapter 65: Finished

He was very close

Even among the breath

Why does it feel so far away

Very far when making a mistake

While, somewhere else. In the hospital exactly. Ustaz Hafid has been taken into the ER room and is being treated by a doctor. Two men who were helping Ustaz Hafid, were waiting outside the room. Although they did not know the figure of Ustaz Hafid, they were still worried.

“Assalamu’alaikum, where is my son?” asked Kyai Abdullah who had just arrived at the hospital. The middle-aged man's voice sounded trembling.

“Wa’alaikumussalam, Kyai. Still handled by a doctor,” said from one of the men.

It was not only Kyai Abdullah's extended family that came. Ms. Linda and Mr. Dedi also came after hearing the news of her daughter-in-law's accident. They all waited outside anxiously. A momentary prayer session led by Kyai Abdullah has been done, so that Ustaz Hafid can be saved and always in His protection.

“Ustaz Hafid ...” Cika cried as much as she could in Dedi's arms, from boarding school to the hospital the girl did not stop crying. He still can't believe that Ustaz Hafid was in an accident.

“Stop crying, Honey. Hafid must be fine.” Mr. Dedi gently rubbed his daughter's back. Trying to calm.

A few minutes later.

The long-awaited door finally opened as well, they all walked closer to the door as the male doctor who was handling Ustaz Hafid came out. Panic and sadness were clearly on the doctor's face, making everyone more anxious.

“My son, how is his condition, Doc?” asked Kyai Abdullah to represent everything.

The doctor sighed and stepped away from the doorway to give everyone access.

Cika's cry broke even more, looking at Ustaz Hafid's already pale face. His eyes are tightly closed.

Ms. Linda hugged Mr. Dedi's arm, the middle-aged woman was unable to hide her sadness at seeing her daughter-in-law.

“Patients lack a lot of blood, and their heart rate is very weak ...“ The man's doctor's words were cut off.

“Dok, her heart stopped beating,” said the nurse do next to the panic gurney.

“NGGAK POSSIBLE!” Cika did not accept, the veiled girl shook her head quickly, very unacceptable with the sister's words. Her tears are falling rapidly. She walked quickly to the side of her husband's safe.

“Ustz Hafid! Don't stay with me!” her screams are heartbreaking. He shook the body of Ustaz Hafid. “Build Ustaz ... please wake up!”

Everyone in the room broke their tears. Nyai Hana passed out in Kyai Abdullah's arms.

Cika kept shaking Ustaz Hafid's body for the man to wake up. “Ustaz should know, I'm pregnant! Isn't this what Ustaz wanted? Come on, get up, for our son's sake!" Cika said softly.

Everyone was shocked to hear Cika's words. Because indeed Cika had not told his family the happy news before Ustaz Hafid came home.

Mr. Dedi walked closer to his daughter, pulling her tiny body into her arms. “Peach yourself, Honey. Istigfar," he said calmly.

The rebellious Cika did not want to be embraced.

“Ustaz, wake up .. for the sake of our child." Cika ran back to the gurney, she clasped Ustaz Hafid's hand tightly. “Ustaz wake. Ustaz don't love me anymore? Ustaz does not love our child ..” Cika's eyes are very dull. He felt that God was unfair to him at this time.

“Ustaz Hafid reply ...."

Cika's cry had begun to weaken, her hand was still tightly grasping Ustaz Hafid's hand. When the leaf of your name is dropped, the angel of izrail will carry out his duty, fetching you back to Him.

Bruk!

Instantly Cika's body collapsed on top of Ustaz Hafid's body, the girl was already unconscious again. His body and body are tired.

Mr. Dedi hurriedly brought Cika into the nursery.

The sad news. Not long to the pesantren neighborhood. There is no santri who does not cry. They all feel lost.

••••

"Son, you calm down there. Abah and Ummi will look after your wife and your future son. May you be placed on His best side." Kyai Abdullah cried saying this. Didn't expect his eldest son to leave before he did.

"Aamiin's." They spoke to Kyai Abdullah.

The rain started falling on the ground.

"Sir, we're going home now." Ms. Linda gently pulled her daughter's hand to get up.

Cika quickly shook her head. "I want to be here in a moment" he replied wistfully.

"Son, don't be like this. You must be sincere. Your husband is sad to see you like this" Ms. Linda said.

"I want to be here!" he said again keep cool. No matter what his mother ordered.

Miss Linda took a deep breath. He could understand his daughter's feelings. "We wait in the car. You do not get too tired, there is a prospective baby in your stomach," he said in a small nod by Cika.

Cika sowed flowers on the wet mound with trembling hands. Smiling bitterly, he really did not accept this fate! He felt that God was unfair to him.

"Ustaz Hafid ...." Cika said softly, her tears fell along with the raindrops.

"Good in there, yeah. I'm not sure I can forget and say this farewell. I can't, Ustaz!" Cika back sobbing. This girl did not care about the rain that was falling rapidly.

He rubbed and looked at his stomach. "I promise to take care of and raise our children even when we are alone." He stood up, rubbing the tears on his cheeks violently. "I'll be here often, Ustaz."

••••

The sound of night animals gawking outside. A quarter of a minute left by midnight, but the girl who wore the blue long-sleeved pajamas could not close her eyes. He was still standing on the balcony of the room. I don't know how many more minutes to wait for the sleepiness to arrive.

Cika looked up at the star-studded sky with a blank look. In her hand was a picture of her wedding. A smile instantly disappeared on the lips of this girl. Suppose he could repeat time, he did not want to feel all this.

I still don't believe and believe, though,

It's true, you've been gone forever.

Then, how's the promise you made?

How's proceeding?

Didn't we promise to continue?

Is not the plan to be kept?

Wh why? Why is destiny a barrier?

Wh why? I don't know why, though,

The pain is unstoppable, obviously,

This sadness is reluctant to stop.

Oh my God, why so fast? Why is it this short?

I feel the world is very dark.

But it's okay, I'm sure this is, proof, proof that you love her so much.

I am willing ....

A little contemplation, "Death is the most distant thing in our minds, though in fact it is closer than all that is close to us." ~Shaykh Ali Mustafa.

End.