Marry handsome ustad

I'm giving it back to you

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Slowly the door opened and a doctor came out of the room, still in full post-surgery clothes.

"How's doc?" ask ustad Zaki so worriedly.

"Thank God the operation went well,"

"Thank God!!" utad Zaki said in a trembling voice while covering both his hands on his face.

Likewise with both Zahra's parents, they hugged each other because they were grateful for the safety of the child and maybe one of his future grandchildren.

"In the meantime the nurse will bring the fetus that has been successfully removed, the family can take it home to be buried!"

"Okay doc!"

The gratitude hurt a little when he heard the last doctor's statement. But all there is already a portion of each and humans can not be greedy.

"I'm sorry!"

Ustad Zaki just nodded his head,

after the doctor passed by and suddenly Zaki lost the strength of his legs, he sat on the floor staring at the half-opened door, the strength he was trying to gather from earlier felt exhausted.

Plekkk

Mr. Warsi holds his son-in-law's shoulder,

"Ustad, this has become God's will, we just have to be more patient with it!"

"Enggeh sir,"

After a few minutes, a nurse came out of the operating room with a plastic bag.

"Sorry, this is the fetus that has been removed. The family is begging to bring her home!"

"Good sus!"

With trembling hands Zaki received the bag, his hands moved to look at the contents of the bag, it turned out that a lump of blood had been wrapped in gauze with fresh blood that still filled the gauze.

O Allah, I give back what is not my right, O Allah, You who give life and You also have the right to take it, innalilaihi wa innailaihi Raji'un

"Not bring it home, ask Amir to help take care of it, let your mother come home, take care of the brocade perkoro, and, masao sek Rupo getih but Yo still will be a boy (Taking care of the brokohan ceremony (genduri which is usually done if there is a new birth or called genduri barokahan), even though it's still blood, it's still a baby!"

"Enggeh, sir!"

Finally that night also ustad Zaki decided to go home with Ms. Narsih by bringing a fetus that had been successfully removed by a doctor.

Even though it was night, their arrival at the house was immediately welcomed by several neighbors including Ms. Marni, Ms. Narsih deliberately went straight to her daughter's house to prepare for the brokohan event tomorrow morning, lucky Miss Marni has prepared some necessities for the brocohan event so they live to cook it.

Ustad Zaki immediately purified the fetus until there was no more blood attached there and wrapped it with a small shroud so as not to stay in the tomb, with Amir he went to the tomb to bury him. Luckily the road to the tomb is quite easy and close to the settlement.

Finished burying him, Ustad Zaki also peddled Amir to the nearest mosque because he had not had time to pray isya'

"Thank you Mir!" he said when they finished praying, ustad Zaki again put on his sandals and jacket.

"Together ustad!"

"For some days I may not be able to teach in the madrasah, please replace me while Yes Mir at least until Zahra's state is better!"

"Yes, sure! God willing, tonight I will go to the hospital so that Mr. Warsi can go home, justad!"

"Thank you so much Mir, "

"Ohhhh Mir, I went straight to the hospital again yeah, it was late. Please tell Miss Narsih!" ustad Zaki deliberately brought his own motorbike and did not join Amir in order to go straight back to the hospital.

"Yes ustad!"

"Assynnya!"

"Greetings waalaikum!"

After saying his greetings, Ustad Zaki immediately boarded his motorbike and passed leaving Amir who was still standing in his place.

Ustad Zaki really can't wait to meet Zahra, he believes now that zahra has been transferred to the treatment room because it's been more than two hours since he left the hospital.

After parking his motorbike, his steps so quickly through the hospital hallways, not forgetting he asked the receptionist about the whereabouts of his wife. And it's true that Zahra was removed from the operating room half an hour ago.

"Assalamualaikum, sir!" his reply to the Warsi sir who was waiting for Zahra who had not been conscious because of the influence of anesthesia was given to him.

"Greetings waalaikum!" replied Mr. Warsi in a low voice, even though Zahra was in a first-class room with only Zahra alone, still he did not want to make a fuss there.

"How about Zahra's deck?"

"Not yet conscious, the doctor said it might be midnight!"

"Some time, Mr. Dul will come to pick up my father, you just go home, take a break! Let me go with Amir!"

"All right,"

Dul sir came along with Amir, Amir replaced Pak Warsi accompanied ustad Zaki.

"Ustad take a break, later if Zahra wakes up, let me wake up!" said Amir, he was sure must have been Zaki had not rested since morning.

"No pa pa, I'm not sleepy. If you sleep first, then if I feel sleepy I wake up!"

"I'm not sleepy either, then I wait outside, if there's anything call me, or if you don't call!"

"Yes!"

Akhrinya Amir died.ustad Zaki both with Zahra who is still weakly drooping with an infusion slang that is still connected to his wrist.

Ustad Zaki shifted his seat to be more with his wife, he rubbed the top of Zahra's head wearing a hijab, stood up and leaned over to leave a kiss on his forehead, for a long time he did not intend to keep his lips away from his wife's forehead.

"Thank you deck" he whispered, "Thank you for being such a strong and strong woman beside me!"

Ustad Zaki sat back down, he clasped his fingers with Zahra's fingers, slightly pulled Zahra's hand up and kissed her back, silenced Zahra's hand to stay on her cheek, his heart was so fretful waiting for Zahra to regain consciousness. I want to see Zahra's beautiful smile.

The pale face of Zahra makes the woman more natural beauty, perhaps because of her affection to make Zahra's beauty more radiated in the eyes of Zaki.

"I'm waiting for you deck, get up!"

Although he wanted to, but he was holding his hand so as not to wipe Zahra flat stomach because there.

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