My Wife's Nurse

mama Puri

In a hurry the middle-aged woman stepped into the hospital area, the escorting guards were less fast than the steps of this mother, who was, they were misguided when judging the middle-aged woman would be slow in her activities and needed to be accompanied properly, Puri 180 degrees different from the rich mistress, she was nimble and agile.

" Daughter, where's my son's room?!" bu Puri asked nicely and politely to the young man who was accompanying him at this time.

" Straight in front of Madam, we will accompany you to the front door of the hospital" the burly young man smiled and bowed respectfully to the woman.

" All right!" Bu Puri stepped up quickly, and was impatient. When the news of the accident reached his ears, immediately as fast as lightning he packed the goods and immediately intend to follow his eldest daughter, apparently his daughter-in-law first acted, he said, he stayed sitting sweet at home will come my invitation to the house of the in-laws, and at that time was on the way to the house of the Puri bu.

"Assynnya!" Mama Puri said hello.

"Waalaikum hail! Mama!!!" Humaira got up from her sleeping position, and stretched her hands out in the hug by the woman she loved so much.

"Darling!! are you okay, son?!" Bu Puri tightly hugged the body of her little girl, she cried with haru.

" Mommy.I'm fine, but the man said that he's my husband! I'm not that easy to fool.I don't believe that easily!" Humaira let go of her embrace and immediately whispered to the mother.

" Have you forgotten this guy?!" Bu Puri pulled his son-in-law's hand, and sat the young man on the edge of Humaira's bed.

"Yes ma..." Humaira lowered her head, she was afraid her mama was furious.

"He's the son of Ramadan, your husband!" mama Puri gave the man his full name.

"That means he's not lying..." Humaira hissing slowly.

"Yes.and you're forgetting the most important thing in your life!" bu Puri stroked her son's head.

"I'm sorry. I.. I..." Humaira was shocked when she was told to write.

"Wouldn't you remember your husband...!" Mama puri smiled.

"The la ma.. Humaira had just regained consciousness, she was too tired for today! as soon as he took a break" Son ended the show, he didn't want Humaira to get worse. It's okay if Humaira forgets her now, everything will be fixed in front of her.

"Sorry, I forgot about you. You are my husband! I'm ashamed to have thought so badly of you!" Humaira

"Have already seen you are conscious and fine, for me it is a gift!" The son stroked Humaira's head

"Sorry.." Those tears of regret trickled down.

"Hey. no more crying.." The son wiped away his wife's tears, and immediately embraced longing.

"Yes, but I'm evil to you!" Humaira.

"Not what is it to make up for my mistakes and my selfishness!" Humaira again sobbed to hear her husband gently introduce.

"Yes ma. alhamdulilah Humaira is much improved and stable since the arrival of this mama.

" Mommy's happy that your mom's presence can help you!"

" Yes ma. alhamdulilah.." Son smile

" Do your mom and dad know?!"

"i dare not tell them ma.."

" Are you scared of being angry, aren't you?!" mama puri asked while laughing

"Yes.can mama pinch my head later, I'm so acute Humaira why why ma.."

"ha ha ha. It turns out your mama can also be fierce!"

"Yes ma. if I'm naughty mama sticks my head, or hits my ass!"

"You're still his son, and he's entitled to it"

"Yes ma, I know.."

"Here son, mama want to pray first, can you take mama to the mosque around here? mama's gonna let go of mama's nazar over there"

"Nazars? mama did her vow what ?"

"If Humaira is fine, mama wants to give her seikhlas to the mosque and perform the prayer duha there, mama is grateful that all is well.

"Well, my son will take my mother!"

"Where is Humaira?!"

"There are doctors Bram and Bayu who will accompany her"

"All right, let's get going, mama wants to hasten this goodwill!"

"Okay ma, let's go! baby I'm anterin mommy for a second!"

Humaira just nodded, and smiled. Before long the two figures he loved were lost behind the door. Humaira was relieved, at this time she had accompanied her mama, the woman who had given birth to her, who would always defend and protect her. It means that everything Bram and Putra say is true.

Humaira promised, from now on she will try to remember the love story of her and her husband.