Marrying Ustaz Ganteng

Episode 64

Gathering with her two best friends makes Naira so happy and entertained. Moreover, hearing the silliness of Sindy and Kinta about the baby who is still in the stomach, it seems that Naira does not want to stop laughing.

Kinta and Sindy did too. Even one glass of their drink was inexhaustible from joking too much. There is no end to their jokes if they are already with bwgitu. Honey, Kiki wasn't there to complete.

"What if we go for a walk? Bored at home continues," suggested Kinta finally. Sindy agrees, but Naira is still worried.

"Where, huh? Later not approved by Mas Rifky," replied Naira confused.

Kinta and Sindy looked at each other. He looked at Naira with a smile.

"Request permission from Bi Ira. Definitely approved!" kinta said enthusiastically. The smile on his face was still sweet, so excited to invite his two friends for a walk.

"Mama said, if you go anywhere must be permission first with the husband. Because if my husband doesn't let me and we're still gone? That's not okay," explained Naira when she remembered the messages from her mother.

"Yes. Call Mas Rifky--"

"Don't call my husband! Mas that's my special call, you guys call brother or whatever!" Naira looked at Sindy who had not finished speaking. His eyes gnawed fiercely towards Sindy, making the two companions stare in a puff.

"Yaelah .. not taken times. Called doang!" sindy protests while hitting Naira's hand slowly. The girl rolled her eyes lazily, then crossed her chest as Naira looked at her again.

"I can't!" reply Naira.

"Ih .. whatan, the name Mas Rif-eh, Rifky means. Now go for a walk, right?" tanya Kinta mediates.

"Yes, deh. I'll call first!" Kinta nods. While Sindy was still singing her lips in annoyance. He was just wrongly called. Time to get to it? Huh, basic!

"Assalamualaikum, Mommy?" naira said after Rifky picked up the phone.

"Vaalaikumussalam. Why, Honey?" ask Rifky across the street. Sindy who heard just put on a face puffed up, then cueed back as Kinta patted her thigh softly.

"Em .. I want to go out with my friend, Mas. Can't, right?" naira asked a little doubtfully. For a second he looked at Kinta and Sindy who were watching him.

"Where are you going?" ask Rifky again.

"Streetings. Just a moment, ...," Rayu Naira smiled. In his heart pray that Rifky will allow.

"Can ... but---"

"Yes! Yup! Yes!" Kinta and Sindy were so excited that Naira could hear no more words from her husband.

"Shut! Silent dong!"

"What, Mas?" naira asked back to stick the phone in her ear.

"Don't dawdle. And don't be careless when buying food, huh?" rifky message.

"Yes, Mas. I won't," replied Naira. "Yes, I'm closed, okay?Ariston ...."

Naira turns off her phone after Rifky answers her greetings. Then clapped his hands with his two best friends.

They say goodbye to Bi Ira and come out in excitement. I finally got to play again after a long time not together.

***

Ayu and Bi Yati went around the market to buy their kitchen ingredients. The two women had each been carrying some plastic while continuing to walk.

A few minutes of shopping, Ayu took Bi Yati home when it was enough. Because they did not bring a car, they had to find the angkot first.

Ayu waited for Bi Yati near the highway. The woman did not realize that her salvation was being threatened by someone watching her.

"You're gonna die soon, Ayu! And your brengs*k husband will feel the loss I lost to Rifky!" muttered that someone who was none other than Rani. A slanted smile was stunned on the woman's face when she saw Ayu about to cross the road.

The gas pedal was ready for him to step on with a pile of grudges that were rising in his heart. Riyan, the cause of the failure of his plan, and Rani will not let the man get away with it.

If he can't hurt Riyan, his wife is the target.

"Miss! Come on!" call Bi Yati to Ayu. Ayu nodded and grabbed a few plastic bags for her to carry. The woman made sure to go left-right first when crossing.

"Awas, Neng ...!"

Bruk!

"Akh!"

"Sheong!" Bi Yati ran over to Ayu who had been sprawled, the girl still had time to grimace and call her husband before finally suffocating and closing her eyes.

"Miss! Neng, wake up, Neng!" Bi Yati cried while holding that blood-filled face. Although many people gathered there, but no one knew the perpetrator. They would rather save Ayu first than chase after the person who hit her.

Ayu was immediately rushed to the nearest hospital. While Bi Yati was engulfed in confusion and turmoil. The woman's hand shook as she was about to call Iyan. What should he explain to the man?

Tut .. tut ....

Bi Yati faithfully waited for an answer from Iyan. He knows it's time for Iyan to work, but his wife will be more important, right?

"Assynolt, Bi. What's up?" tanya Iyan said.

"Wa-waalaikumussalam. Neng Ayu's. Neng Ayu was hit by a car," Bi Yati was worried.

"What's? What does Aunt mean?" tanya Iyan sounded confused.

"Neng Ayu was hit, Den! Now it's in the hospital" Bi Yati explained. The woman heard that the man she called was shocked. He asked for his hospital address.

Meanwhile, Rani smiles triumphantly over her plan. The woman was already at her house and was sitting on the sofa while crossing her legs.

"I hope you die soon, Ayu! And your husband will also die slowly thinking of you! Haha ...." The laughter of the devil echoed in the room of the house. Rani was so happy for what she did. Even if he had to end his own life because he got caught, he didn't care. Revenge filled his heart, no longer fearing a pile of sins.

***

"Well where, Bi?!" tanya Iyan who just arrived at the hospital where his wife was treated. With an irregular breath, the man approached Bi Yati who was waiting in front of the ICU room.

"Neng Ayu is again inside. The wound on his head is very bad, Den. Forgive Aunt ...," said Bi Yati bowed. After all, he was the one who was supposed to take care of Ayu when Iyan wasn't around.

"Astagfirullah .. Who hit him, Bi?" Iyan asked while rubbing his face rough.

"No idea, Den."

Chequek!

"Suster!? Wife sa--"

"Sorry, Sir. The patient's family is not welcome. Just wait outside until we're done!" said the nurse who just came out of Ayu's room. Iyan let out a heavy sigh as the ICU door closed again.

"Who? Why does my wife have to go through this?!" Iyan muttered furiously. From then on the man did not sit and continued to pacing indistinctly. His face and shirt were drenched in sweat.

Chequek!

"Doctor! How's my wife?!" Iyan immediately approached the doctor who had just come out.

"Hemps ... pretty bad, sir. Your wife is experiencing shortness of breath due to a strong blow to her chest. Fortunately it can still be saved" the doctor explained.

"Yes Allah ...." Iyan rubbed his hair and bowed for a while. No tears on his face.

"May I see it, Doc?" ask Iyan slowly.

"Please, Sir. Please do not disturb the patient first" said the doctor.

Iyan nodded and entered Ayu's room. His wife was lying with an oxygen mask and bandages on her head, legs and hands.

"Darling .. sorry about Mas ...." This time the man cried bitterly. His voice choked when he found his wife who was full of wounds.

"Mas promised to find the guy who hit you, honey. But you quickly realized, yes .... Don't stay in Mas ...." Iyan said softly. He was only able to look at Ayu without touching her, because his hand could not be touched because it still shed a lot of blood. The bandage wrapped around his wife's wound was almost completely red. Is this as bad as his wife's injury?

Iyan sat weakly while sobbing softly, his eyes looking reddened due to the emotions that were being held back.