Prayer of the Worthwhile. Taligama Lotus
The Part 20
Penetrating the thick of the night by driving his favorite car, Marko gaslap like an evil person, even some red lights are still active in the lunge, always precisely calculated with the situation of the streets that have been very quiet early in the morning like this.
Arriving at the hospital, Marko rushed to the nursery of Nisa, Marwah was already covered in tears, the tip of her khimar was wet, indeed the view that made the man with the sideburn felt tight chest.
"Assalamualaikum, how can Nisa be kidnapped, Dek?" ask Marko after imitating next to Marwah.
"I'm in Mas's bathroom, once Nisa's gone, I asked the guards no one saw Nisa, they fell asleep," Marwah explained the disappearance of Nisa.
"Where have you been looking?" gusar Marko saw the fact his men were impressed with the safety of Nisa.
"Around the room is also a hospital environment, but there is nothing, where it is very quiet again." Marwah was desperate.
"Already coordinated with hospital security?"
"So the security guard reported, continue to be helped nyari, but until now there has been no news, O Allah, where are you son?" marwah.
"It could be as loose as the security of a hospital as this big, make a gedeg aja," grunts out of Marko's lips.
Marko came out calling some of his men who were deliberately assigned to guard the hospital. Coordinating to return to look for Nisa, while seriously discussing the possibility of arriving Marko's legs felt hugged the small arms of the boy.
"Om," clearly Nisa's voice from behind her body.
"God, Nisa, where are you son?" Marko immediately took Nisa in his carrier.
"Nisa to musola, mamak sleep well so no farewell," regretted Nisa because it had made everyone confused.
"Don't repeat, you mamak, you know!"
"Goodbye, Om." Nisa wrapped her arms around Marko's neck.
Marwah immediately hugs and kisses Nisa after returning to the nursery, crying breaks when Nisa says the reason went to the musola herself.
"Why don't you wake up mama? prayers in the room, can't you, son?" said Marwah while looking at her son.
"Mom, Ustazah said that if you want to fervently pray to the mosque what musola, so Nisa there," explained the little boy with sparkling eyes.
"Emang Nisa prays what to do to the musola, dear?" Marko tried to pry the description of the always active little girl.
"Nisa asked God to keep Mamak healthy, Nisa also prayed to have a good father rich Om Marko," he said innocently.
Honestly Marwah heart pinched when he heard the innocent heartfelt prayer of his son, he knew that since Nisa was born Sudrajad seemed not to care about the youngest, no matter what the cause.
"Aamiin," Marko reflex guaranteed Nisa's prayer with a smile.
"Mass?" Marwah looked at Marko with a demanding look.
"The prayers of the son of Solehah are usually fast in ijabah, amiinkan only, if it is the best we can what?"
"He can hope for you?"
"The hope that is accompanied by prayer, especially from the sons of God who are still innocent will be worshiped."
"Ck, yes Nisa is bobbed again yes, still tonight, so tomorrow morning prayer is not bad luck, okay," Marwah tried to divert the topic of discussion.
"Yes Mak, good night Om, assalamualaikum" said the little girl.
"Good night beautiful boy, alaikumsalam, beautiful dream huh." Marko kissed Nisa's forehead and gently rubbed the head that covered the little khimar.
Marwah went to the bathroom for ablution after feeling that Nisa was sound in her sleep, Marko was still struggling with his cellphone, when he came out of the bathroom and held a prayer mat, a baritone sound was heard from the man who turned out to pay attention to him.
"Bo-can, Mas, I wait," quivered Marwah's voice answering Marko's question.
Rushing Marko was holy and after placing himself in front of Marwah preparing as a priest, uncertainty churned in the hearts of the two, a time like this a long-time desired thing, he said, alhamdulillah can only be achieved now after decades they know each other.
The melodious reading of Marko was a soul conditioning for Marwah who long waited for someone to imitate him, during marriage with Sudrajad only once felt the congregational prayer, even after they were legally husband and wife, as long as they were married, the rest never once he became a mum of a man who actually loved his wife and child.
After performing the night prayer, Marwah could not close his eyes again, as well as Marko, he was stared at by the woman who still showed her face his father.
"Daddy, why don't you sleep? thought what?"
"No Mas, just afraid if the successor in action again see our closeness," did not want to close his eyes finally Marwah dared to express what was feared.
"So his men are looking for the culprit, hopefully soon to meet so you don't need to be this scared," Marko assures.
"Aamiin, God willing, may it all be over soon, I'm honestly afraid that I should see the children hurt."
"Sir, what about your divorce?" suddenly Marko asked something unexpected.
"Has already knocked Mas's hammer."
"When is idah's time finished?" again Marko asked the question that made Marwah make up.
"I'm sorry if I've been sassy asking personal questions, don't answer if you don't want to answer." Marko quite understands the position of Marwah who may not be willing to discuss personal issues with him.
The morning sunlight slid through the window curtain, Marwah stepped onto the cloth dangling onto the floor to open it, Marko fell asleep again after the dawn prayer, he couldn't close his eyes at all.
The clock was pointing at the number 06:00 when the janitor entered the nursery room of Nisa, the fertile woman deftly swept the floor and then continued by mopping it, Marwah who just came out of the bathroom greeted him kindly.
"Good morning ma'am, morning duty huh, ma'am?"
"For Ma'am, yes, sister how's Mbak?" the mother asked about Nisa.
"Alhamdulillah has improved, then wait for the doctor how Mom."
"Hopefully go home soon Ma'am."
"Aamiin, thank you, ma'am."
Marwah tries to wake Marko up after feeding Nisa and giving her medicine, probably because she is tired of her sleep looks very good.
"Mas, um, it's noon, isn't work?" shake Marko's shoulder slowly.
"Hmmmm, what time is it?" ask the man who looks so handsome when he wakes up like now.
Marwah's face was hot as she looked at the man who was still in his supine position before her.
"Already at 7 am, sorry if I disturb your sleep" said Marwah in a nervous tone
"Still built, this morning I had a meeting with a supplies from Bogor, I took a shower first."
"I--iya Mas, I changed Nisa's clothes first." rushed Marwah took Nisa's clothes and then sneaked her.
"Mom, why is his face so red?" asked Nisa innocently.
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