Marry handsome ustad

Marry handsome ustad
The right help



"Sir, why is it?" Zahra supported her father's head so frantically as did Ms. Narsih, she occasionally counted her husband's unconscious body.


"Wake up sir, don't worry me!" ms. Narsih's tears are no longer contained.


"Mr, Zahra still needs a father. Wake sir!"


"Help me take you to Zah's room!"


"Yes Mom!"


Finally there is no other choice but to bring his father to a room together because indeed in the house there are only three of them, his parents have one more child, because indeed in the house there are only three of them, her unmarried brother had already worked far away. He would come home a month or two once that was uncertain.


"Zahra, call the doctor!" shouted his mother who was so panicked while pushing the body of her daughter who was still silent in that place.


"But it's night, Mom!" Zahra is a bitch but she doesn't dare to go out alone.


"Know that it's night, still dare to look for trouble. You want your father to be truly unhelpful!" bu Narsih blamed her daughter for what happened to her husband.


Zahra paused for a moment to digest her mother's words, her mother was right _all this is because of her. If only he had not come home at night and did not dispute his father's words, his father would not have been like this.


"Find anyone's help!" yelled his mother again with sobbing tears, Zahra quickly left the room, not knowing what to do. He doesn't have anyone's number except Nur in this village. Zahra was a careless child, and tended to care about no one but her family, how she could get help at night like this.


Even if he asked the next-door neighbor for help, it seemed like just seeing his face would be fed up. Now it feels heavy, as if he has no one but his family.


Calling Bayu is impossible. If the father is aware, instead of recovering the father will get worse because he saw Bayu there.


Zahra continued to step on her feet, hoping that she would meet someone nice who would help her, who did not care about her attitude all along.


If not, maybe he will continue to walk to the nearest clinic or hospital, because obviously the angkot was no one passing this hour. It's eleven o'clock at night. It was very difficult to find a vehicle at this hour, he just kept clenching his useless phone.


He wanted to contact someone, but there was nothing he could contact,


"Zahrah!"


The call of someone managed to make Zahra's steps stop, immediately he seemed to get calm, because a few more steps he would pass the post inhabited by young men who like to drink.


At this hour they must have run out, and the arrival of Zahra will definitely be a soft meal for them.


"Mas Amir!" Zahra could smile in relief now. At least there are people like angels who come at the right time.


"Assalamualaikum zah, what are the nights of wandering?"


"That's it, mr_!" zahra said frantically without even answering Amir's greeting.


Amir is a playmate of his older brother, for sure he knows Zahra and his family.


"Brother why?" asked Amir again, he panicked.


"Sir, suddenly fainted, mas!" say Zahra again.


"Have you called the doctor?"


"Not yet, this is just about to call. But Zahra doesn't know the number!"


"Well, you've got a cell phone, right?"


"Yes mas!"


"There!"


Amir took out his own phone from under his pocket,


"That's Amir's got his own cell phone!"


"Bring, there's a number but no pulse, where's your phone!"


Zahra can only sigh, really marbot, yes can be understood if there is no pulse. Usual use of WiFi mosque. This is what happens, if you get out of the mosque dead lice there is no internet access.


It appears that Amir typed in several numbers and made a call to someone Zahra believed was definitely the nearest doctor.


"Once again!" he said to Zahra.


"Call who else?"


"Ustad Zaki, I'm sorry if he's waiting for you to come home."


"Isstttt!" despite complaining, Zahra did not take her phone. He still let Amir call ustad Zaki.


"Hallo, assalamualaikum justad!"


"Waalaikum greetings, Amir? This is who you call?"


"Zahra number, ustad!"


"Zahra's? where are you, Mir, long time ago buy mosquito repellent?"


"Sorry, this is an emergency. Apk warsi is unconscious. The plan is to go there, get a doctor!"


"Yes, I'll follow you then!"


"Yes, assalamualaikum!"


"Greetings waalaikum!"


Zahra quickly grabbed her phone.


"Ngapain anyway mas Amir pakek tuh tuh si ustad, make the more damaged mood Zahra aja!"


"Don't hate like that. Ntar likes, confused say!"


"Oh, my mother! Mumet me!" Zahra chose to walk first leaving Amir. The most important thing for him is to call the doctor. Surely the doctor will soon come and deal with his father.


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