Picking Back the Crashed Way

188 . It's Just a Dream (High Fever)

Zahrana blinked her eyes, not realizing that she had slept for more than two hours.

"Astaghfirullah .. what time is it? I have not performed Dzuhur prayer? did the customer enter the Aisyah Boutique Collection store?" said Zahrana by opening slowly the net which still looks squinting.

Zahrana's head felt throbbing, because he had slept too long. Between there and nothing he felt the presence of Joseph at his side, but when he opened his gaze in all directions he did not meet the figure he was looking for. The figure of a person who was greatly missed in the last 4 years.

"Sister Joseph, where are you? why are you leaving again?" zahrana was half desperate. He also held his head which felt pulsating.

Zahrana wanted to get up from her seat, but her eyes were twitching, her head heavy. His body temperature was getting higher, Zahrana's body was suddenly hot high. To be exact, Zahrana has a fever. He also looks pale.

Zahrana almost lost consciousness, between there and none Zahrana felt the figure of Yusuf Amri Nufail Syairazy in front of him.

"Sister Joseph, have you returned? don't leave Zahra!" said Zahra with a look of anxious and pale face.

Zahrana suddenly shaken, he lost consciousness. Zahrana fainted, Zaid who stood by at Aisyah Boutique Collection since 2 hours ago was swiftly holding Zahrana so as not to fall. He immediately carried Zahrana's body which was limp.

Zaid laid Zahrana in a special room for rest that is provided specifically in Aisha Boutique Collection.

"Zahra, are you okay?" Zaid patted Zahrana on the face.

"Astaghfirullah .. Your face is very pale! your body temperature is so hot, what's wrong with you? you seem to have a fever? what am I supposed to do?" bathin Zaid is in a state of anxiety.

Zaid also took a P3K box that is provided specifically in the Aisyah Boutique Collection, if at any time there is a sudden illness and so on.

Zaid applied aromatherapy wind oil to his nose, nape, elbows and feet.

"Wake, Ra! you why?" said Zaid worriedly.

"Looks like we should go to the hospital, you should get some treatment!" said Zaid by lifting the body Zahrana ala bridal style.

Zahrana's eyes were still closed, but smelling the aroma of therapy applied Zaid on his sense of smell, making Zahrana between there and nothing. He can smell the aroma of therapy even though he is still in a semi-conscious state.

Zahrana always mentioned the name of Joseph, on the sidelines of his delusions. The fever is also rising.

"Sister Joseph, Zahra misses brother!" Zahrana.

Zaid who saw Zahrana's delusion also became very concerned about Zahrana's physical condition which seemed to be unstable.

"Astaghfirullah .. The fever is getting higher, I'd better take Zahra to the hospital first!" bathin Zaid was full of anxiety.

Zaid was about to pack up Zahrana's belongings and close the Aisyah Boutique Collection. However, her movements came to a halt, in a semi-conscious Zahrana suddenly pulled her wrist.

"Sister Joseph, do not go again! Zahra did not want her to leave Zahra" Zahra said with tears still closed.

Zahrana clasped Zaid's hand tightly, with no intention of letting go.

"Subhanallah ... Zahra, why are you always delirious about saying her name. How special is the young man in your heart!" bathin Zaid grimaced.

There was pain in Zaid's heart, accepting the fact that the woman he loved called the name of another man in a state of weakness.

Zaid was holding tightly to Zahrana's fingers, as Zahra clasped his fingers tightly.

Zaid's common sense as if he was not functioning properly, he also took the opportunity in narrowness, in the kiss of Zahrana's fingers, as well as Zahrana's forehead who was lying weak. His lust dominates him more, in any way he insists on seizing Zahrana's heart. Forgetting about the limits of the mahram.

"We have to go to the hospital, baby!" zaid said by holding Zahrana's hand around his neck, he carried Zahrana's body in a bridal style.

Zahrana who did not realize if the one carrying his body was Zaid, he actually tightened Zaid's embrace towards him. In his subconscious as if he was in Joseph's arms, he dreamed Joseph saved from danger, as the incident he fell in the store of Buya Aaron 6 years ago.

"Sister Joseph, have you returned?" zahrana asked with joy.

"Don't leave Zahra again, brother! Zahra loved Joseph's brother" said Zahrana, looking at the face of the young man she had longed for.

Zahrana further tightened her grip on Joseph. While Joseph was about to wipe the tears that fell on Zahrana's cheeks, but he realized that if there was a mahram boundary between them, he slowly released his embrace from the figure of the woman he loved so much.

"Tsamirah Zahrana Az Zahra, forgive brother for too long for leaving you! I promise you, I will come back to you, take care of yourself! keep decorating yourself with faith and taqwa, we are not yet halal to touch each other like this, I really miss you very much. Wait for me Tsamirah Zahrana Az Zahra!"

"Assalamu'alaikum .. O Sholihah angel, may Allah Subhana vata'ala always keep you in the shade of mercy and affection, he said, remain a noble Muslim woman and able to guard themselves from the temptations of world passions that are only pseudo. Indeed, although we are different places of beach, rest assured that we are still in a shade of the love of our Lord, if we are able to control our passions and defend the heresy of our faith from the deceit of a pseudo-world!" the strands of wisdom pearls conveyed by Yusuf Amri Nufail Syairazy are as if present in Zahrana's dream.

"Tsamirah Zahrana Az Zahra, although you are far from my eyes, but ..you are very close to me!" bathin Yusuf, for whom only Joseph could hear and feel it.

Zahrana seemed to be bowed in lethargy, she was crying in the delirium of her dreams. Joseph's shadow slowly moved away from his sight. Zahrana's tears increasingly flowed profusely flooding his two smooth cheeks.

Zahrana looked at me a beam of light that disappeared from her sight.

"Wa'alaikumsalam warahmatullahi .. "only the strands of those words that Zahrana spoke from his tongue, answered the greeting of Joseph which now only shadow remains.

"Astaghfiullah!" Zahrana. He realized that it was all just a dream.

"Sister Joseph, I thought you were here, but it was all just a dream. You are also far from my eyes, here I am really tormented by this longing. But where are you?" bathin Zahrana's.

Zahrana looked around him, he was in an AC room, also complete with all the facilities. The light green room, as if making Zahrana netra become calm and serene when looking at it.

"I where?" zahrana chirped when she realized her hands were interlocked with the young man who was sleeping sitting on a chair while leaning his head on the Zahrana gurney, where Zahrana was now lying weakly.

Zahrana wanted to let go of her hand link with the figure of the youth who was so loyal waiting for her lying unconscious from two hours ago.

"Astaghfirullah .. Brother Zaid, brother here?" peekit Zahrana's. He wanted to move freely, but his left wrist seemed to be faithfully held by an infusion needle.

Not to mention, Zahrana's right hand fingers seem to be tightly grasped by Zaid who seems to sleep in his contest.

"Oh Allah ..how am I going to let go of Zaid's brother, why is he so tightly grasping my hand!" bathin Zahrana with a thousand question marks.

"What's wrong with me!" bathin Zahrana again.

Zahrana looked at the wall clock, already showing at 17:30 Wib.

Zahrana also thought for a moment, "Astaghfirullah .. haven't I prayed Dzuhur yet Ashar?" zahrana's strangling with voice mode was a bit loud, making Zaid wake up from his sleep.

Zaid slowly opened his net, he saw that Zahrana had awakened from her long slumber. Precisely Zahrana fainted due to high fever, he was not strong to withstand the heat of his body temperature.

Zaid did not care about the grasp of his hand, he did not just let go of the link of his fingers, making Zahrana's blood flow rippling violently.

"You're conscious, honey?" zaid said spontaneously, with his left hand stroking Zahrana's smooth cheek, while his right hand held Zahrana's fingers lovingly.

Zahrana who has not been in contact with men for a long time, except accidentally made her heart beat fast. Zahrana seemed to tremble with Zaid's sweet treatment of her.

"Yes Allah .. Why is Brother Zaid suddenly romantic like this? did he not realize that he had touched something that was not his mahram?" bathin Zahrana with a million questions in her heart.

Zahrana was stunned by Zaid's treatment of him, because Zaid's face reminded him of the figure of Yusuf Amri Nufail Syairazy, but the difference is that Joseph was very strict in maintaining limits on him, he said, unlike Zaid or any other young figure most wanted to touch him at will, without keeping his limits.

"Sorry, sis what happened to Zahra exactly? why is Zahra in this hospital?"

Zahrana tried to neutralize the feeling and heartbeat that is now not because of. For Zaid still clasped his fingers.

"You suddenly have a high fever and lost consciousness, you also had a delirious time. Seeing the heat of your body temperature getting higher, so brother immediately took you to the hospital."

Zaid explains the chronology of Zahrana's disease by looking closely at the face of my Zahrana, who still looks pale.

"Sorry, Zahra has been troubling brother!" zahrana said with a bow of shame, he thought back about the delirium of his dreams.

"Didn't I dreamt of meeting Joseph's brother!" bathin Zahrana's.

"Darling, you're not a hassle. Instead, my sister likes to be next to you," said Zaid by stroking the head of Zahrana covered with hijab, not to forget also he grasped the fingers of Zahrana, as if reluctant to release it.

"Sorry, it's not like this. We are not mahramnya," said Zahrana with feelings that are difficult to understand. He broke Zaid's hand in shame.

"Yes Allah .. lest my faith falter by his treatment of me, lest I fall for Zayd only because his face reminds me of Joseph's brother," bathin Zahrana continued to lower her gaze.

Zaid, with a feeling of unworthiness, was forced to let go of Zahrana's hand. He also briefly stared at the hue of Zahrana's face suddenly met red.

Realizing it all, Zaid's feelings for Zahrana grew even more turbulent. Moreover, seeing the hue of Zahrana's face looks red, making Zaid's heart more flowery because of it, forget he was with the situation, he was more ambitious to have Zahrana, Zaid's heart was more flowery, it did not matter if Zahrana's heart was filled with a young man named Joseph.

Oath by anything, now Zaid seemed fascinated with the beauty and beauty that is in Zahrana. Even though Zahrana is in a state of pain, it does not reduce the natural beauty in Zahrana.

Aging with the figure of a beautiful angel who was before him at this moment, as if increasingly shaking the big nose of his faith.

Zaid's mind was traveling somewhere, especially when he remembered Zahrana was delirious, Zahrana so tightly clenched her body. What Zahrana thought was the figure of Joseph, the figure of the young man whom he missed so much. But in reality it was him. Making Zaid feel concerned about the situation of Zahrana until he let Zahrana hold him friendly.

It is not that Zaid stole the opportunity in narrowness, but actually he really loves Zahrana. Until often terbesit his desire while being close to Zahrana.

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Zaid hurriedly carried the body of Zahrana who was stirring to mention the name of Joseph in the delirium of his dream, when Zahrana was in a high fever. Exactly, between there is and nothing. Zahrana was half conscious, until finally he completely fainted for the second time in the arms of Zaid, who was carrying him bridal-style.

Zaid was about to put Zahrana's body in his car, but in a state of unconsciousness Zahrana was so close to hold Zaid. In the dream world Zahrana seemed to embrace the figure of the young man he missed, namely Yusuf Amri Nufail Syairazy.

However, in the real world who is embraced by Zahrana is a young figure named Muhammad Zaid Arkana. Grief .... 😢😢

The breathing of Zahrana and the tears that were crying in his delirium made Zaid who was about to take Zahrana to the hospital was stopped for a moment.

In his car, Zaid lets Zahrana lean against the chest of his field, allowing Zahrana to hug her body tightly in her still unconscious state from the delusions of his dreams.

Ten minutes later, Zaid let Zahrana lean back and shut in her field.

Seeing Zahrana's tears dripping and holding her tightly in her closed state of neutrality made Zaid's instinct as a man suddenly rise. He also reflexively wiped the tears that flowed in the corner of Zahrana's eyes and cheeks.

Zaid's passion suddenly reached the crown, saw Zahrana who was still closed and hugged her body tightly making Zaid almost out of control, he wanted to kiss the tiny lips of Zahrana.

But hearing Zahrana continue to mention the name of Joseph in the delirium of his dreams, making Zaid's lust dimmed immediately. He slowly released Zahrana from his arms.

"Who is the figure of the young man named Joseph who has stolen all your heart and soul Tsamirah Zahrana Az Zahra!" bathin Zaid ruffled her hair.

Zaid laid Zahrana's body in the car seat and made her lap Zahrana's headboard. He immediately drove his car to Medika Hospital, carrying Zahrana who was now lying weak.

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The Zahrana inpatient room.

Zahrana and Zaid seemed to be still fixated, because both of them were equally awkward and embarrassed because of his reflexes Zaid grasped his fingers and emphasized the word 'SAYANG' towards Zahrana to make both of them seem silent because of things they should not do, considering both of them were both in the process of hijrah and self-reliance.

Ceklek ... Zahrana inpatient room door was opened, to make both of them turn to the source of the sound.

Sabrina and her husband, Fardhan Arkhan, came to Zahrana, who was lying in her safe. When he got news Zahrana was treated in the hospital made his sister Sabrina look anxious and not calm because of it.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Deck. What are you sick with?" sabrina asked with a hug and kissed Zahrana.

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Pearl strand wisdom 👉"Love is not just a speech, but must be accompanied by sacrifice. To love and be loved is the most beautiful gift of Allah subhanahu wata'ala. Love for God is the height of love. The valley is love for one another. If it is dear enough to pray for the world and the Hereafter for him, if love leads him to the right path. Not even a date together. Anyone can fall in love, but only a strong person will keep that love halal. True love means helping each other to reach heaven, not holding hands and walking toward hellfire."

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