Marrying Ustaz Ganteng

Episode 65's

The news of the accident that occurred a few hours ago has reached the ears of Erna and Rahman-her husband. The two of them headed as soon as possible to the hospital where Ayu was being treated.

Erna and Rahman approached Bi Yati who was still waiting in front of Ayu's room. Currently Ayu is again treated by a doctor because of a critical condition.

While Iyan, I don't know where he is now. The man may be trying to find a trace, because he wants the person who hit his wife to be found immediately.

"Why can Ayu be like this?" ask Erna to panic.

"Don't know who did it, Madam," Bi Yati replied looking down miserably.

"Astaghfirullah .... Where is Riyan going? Why isn't he waiting for his wife?" ask Erna again. The woman patted her forehead softly as Bi Yati shook her head slowly.

Rahman who witnessed it was only able to sigh while pulling his wife to calm down. Pray the only way.

Then they rushed to the doctor who had just come out of Ayu's room. There was a tired expression on the face of the white-clothed woman.

"How's my daughter-in-law, Doc? Is she okay?" asked Erna while crying.

"The situation is getting critical, ma'am. His heart rate is not normal anymore" the doctor replied in a sad tone.

"Please save him, Doctor .. I don't want to lose him" Erna said. Rahman stroked the back of his wife who was getting weak. Then he looked at the doctor as if he was giving a signal.

"We'll try our best, ma'am. But only fate and prayer are the determinants" the doctor smiled. Then left them after stroking Erna's shoulder softly.

The three men entered Ayu's room with the permission of the doctor. The figure of a woman with a deathly pale face lay weakly in the gurney. Bandages after bandages wrapped in Ayu's body increasingly made Erna sobbing. Who hit Ayu without taking responsibility?!

***

"Accoland ...." Rifky entered his house and said hello.

"Vamuhaikumussalam ... Rifky!" Naira ran down the stairs and spread out her hands. Not to forget a smile fluffy he displayed to welcome Rifky's return.

"Don't run, honey. Later jatoh, how?" Rifky welcomes Naira's petite body.

"Eum ... What a pussy, huh? His face looked wrinkled." Naira stroked Rifky's face as she put her lips together. Both of her hands immediately twitched under her husband's neck.

"Not tired, my dear. But the same thought, Ma'am Ayu," replied Rifky slowly.

"Kok Ma'am Ayu?! I have a problem what's the same with Ayu?!" Naira instantly ruffled her waist in front of Rifky while looking at him sharply.

"It's nothing, honey. Don't get me wrong, do it. Dengerin first ...," persuaded Rifky slowly. He already knew that gentleness was the most powerful way to deal with Naira's behavior.

"Keep what?!" Naira still asked. But a little slower.

Rifky exhaled and walked up the stairs. "Mbak Ayu accident. The situation is now quite severe, and Mas is sure that Kak Iyan will panic."

"Innalillahi wainnailaihi rojiun ...." Naira who was following Rifky, jolted shut her mouth.

"Why accident, Mas?" ask Naira slowly.

"Crashed. And don't know who did it" replied Rifky. The man put his bag on the sofa of the room and faced Naira.

"What now, Mom?" Naira asked while unbuttoning for Rifky shirt buttons. Sometimes looked up to see Rifky's extremely worried expression. There was actually a sense of annoyance flashed in Naira's heart when Rifky was like that, but he did not dare to reveal.

"Why? Think of anything else? Afraid that Mas why the same as Mbak Ayu? Hm?" ask Rifky streak. From the expression displayed, Rifky could already guess the thought of his little wife.

"No, really. Who ...?" elak Naira's.

"That bag knows how you are, honey. Learn to be good to others, yes. Let our hearts be clean" Rifky smiled. For a moment he stroked the tip of Naira's head and looked at her in the shade.

"Udah, now get ready, yeah. We're going to the hospital!" rifky said after a brief kiss on Naira's forehead.

"We're not njai?"

"No. Let's see Ayu first." Rifky smiled as Naira nodded innocently. Then walk to the bathroom to clean his body that feels sticky by sweat.

The man sighed while paying attention to the bathroom ceiling. I don't know what he's thinking.

***

"Good day, Miss Rani!" A police officer saluted when the door he was knocking on opened.

"Piang. There was ap-" Rani instantly glared as her gaze fell on the sturdy man who was looking back at her as well. Beside him were two policemen and one he did not know.

'Shit! Why is that man here?' rani's mind is upset.

"You'll be arrested soon for trying to commit premeditated murder. Come ... come with us!" Two policemen handcuffed Rani's hands behind her.

"Sir! What's the matter? I don't know what the problem is!"

"Stop giving up, Rani. You'll explain in the office later!" said Iyan coldly. His eyes look at Rani with an angry look, but he still realizes that ego is not the right way to solve problems. He better listen to the woman's reason.

"Ehh! Release!" Rani continued to rebel. However, the power of one policeman alone can not be matched, plus his two hands are unable to move more freely.

The woman was forcibly driven into a car and taken to a police station for trial.

"Please explain everything, Miss Rani!" said one of the policemen who was sitting opposite Rani.

"I don't know anything, sir. This is a charge without proof!" sergeant Rani.

"Less enough what more evidence do I have? Do you still want to avoid?" Iyan shows Rani's car plate photographed from a distance.

Rani looked at him furiously. It seemed like the people crowding the scene had managed to catch a trace of him. The woman turned to look at Iyan's black netra, where various flavors were drawn there.

When he looks at her, Rani becomes unbearable. However, if given Iyan's treatment at that time, his grudge back up.

"Yes. I did it!" Rani nodded strongly. After that smile without a purpose.

"Why did you do it? What's my wife's fault, Rani?!" tanya Iyan pressed. As much as possible the man held a clear grain in his eyes that began to feel hot.

"Let's not wrong, Riyan! But you! You're the one who made me this way! You've ruined my plan to get Rifky!" Rani roared while rebelling, her tears falling when the police managed to silence her.

"Your heart is shrouded in vengeance, Rani. You should have been smarter. Rifky's married! Is it not enough to make it clear that you love the wrong person?!"

"Why is it always wrong? Why would it be wrong if I wanted Rifky? Why?!"

"Your feelings are not wrong. But your way is wrong. Enjoy the punishment that is worth your while! You'll be sentenced to prison!"

"No! I don't want to go to jail!" Iyan smiled lightly at Rani who continued to rebel. He wanted to avenge her, but he knew that revenge was not the way of a man of faith. Revenge will only damage the heart, and he does not want the devil to succeed in controlling him.

The man was downcast as he recalled his wife's situation in the hospital. Then say goodbye to the police after finishing his affairs, leaving Rani who will probably regret the fruits of her own deeds.

"Just ...." That voice sounded soft.

While driving, Iyan ceaselessly beristighfar for his fortitude and the recovery of the wife. Riyan hoped that God would give him a chance to protect his wife.