Prince Cinta Beda Religious

Thank you Abi

After dawn, Umi lay down. Not as usual, cooking in the kitchen. Umi felt dizzy in her head very much.

So that all cooking work was taken over Fitri. As for Arsyid, he played with his grandfather.

"Honey, where's Umi?" Tanya Arya approached Fitri.

"Umi's still in the room, Mas. He said Umi's head was dizzy. Check it out, or ask Umi. Maybe Umi needs something."

"All right."

Arya stepped towards Umi's room. Umi was sleeping. Arya slowly approached Umi, then checked Umi's body temperature through her forehead.

"Hot. . . Is Umi probably having a fever?"

Arya immediately checked Umi's forehead. Right, Umi's body temperature is hot. Looks like Umi has a fever.

"Communion. . . Is Umi not feeling well?"

Very slowly Arya tried to wake Umi.

"Aryans? Sorry Umi overslept." Umi who sat down immediately.

"A sick woman? Not feeling well?" Arya asked worriedly.

"Eitherway. Merely, Umi's head feels very dizzy." Umi.

"We're doctors, Mi."

"No, Umi will also be better by herself."

"No, we're going to the hospital now." Carrying Umi's body.

"God. . . O Allah. Where are you taking Umi? Descending. Umi still has her own way."

Arya did not care about Umi's oceha. He kept holding Umi out of the room.

"Come, why's Ne-nnek?" Ask Arsyid in the style of baby pronunciation.

"Grandma sick babe. Abi wants to take Grandma for treatment." Arya continued to move.

Fitri who heard directly ran after the steps of her husband who brought Umi. Arsyid also followed his Abinya.

As for Abi, he just sat quietly on the sofa in front of the TV. There was a trace of worry in his eyes that trembled slightly. But, again his ego restrains himself from seeing his wife.

"Fever?" Ask Fitri.

"Yes, honey. Umi body hot." Answer Arya.

Then he gestured for Fitri to open the back seat car door. Once opened, Arya immediately laid Umi's body there.

"Abi, I'm coming. . ." Rengek Arsheed's.

Both of his hands were raised up asking in a carrying.

"Alright, champ Abi can come along. But, sit in the back. Stay with Grandma, will you?"

"Yes. . ."

Arya sits Arsyid next to Umi. And Umi grasped slowly the little finger of her grandson.

"Well, will I come too?"

"Loh, how's Abi? Left alone?" Ask Arya.

"Oh yes. I forgot to buy."

"Yes already. We're at home, accompany Abi. If there's anything, just call."

"Good, Mas. Carefully drive it."

"Yes, baby." Kissing the forehead of Fitri.

Then Arya got into the car. Not forgetting she warned that Arsyid would sit quietly beside her Grandma.

"Arsyid don't be naughty, yeah. Watch Grandma!" Aryan Exclamation.

"Yes, Abi."

Arsyid held his grandmother's hand. Then got a soft elusan from Grandma.

"Thank you, Grandma." Umi said softly without opening her eyes.

The car also left. Fitri watched the car until it disappeared from his sight. Then, Fitri went back inside.

His steps came to a halt when he saw Abi standing in front of the door. His eyes looked softly at the streets.

"Abi, all right? Or maybe Abi needs something?"

Fitri approached Abi immediately.

"No. Abi's fine, really."

"What. . . Maybe Abi is worried about Umi's situation?" Tanya Fitri was very slow and hesitant.

For a moment Abi was silent. Then he stepped back into the house. Fitri also came in and went straight to the kitchen.

"Is Umi sick?" Tanya Abi approached Fitri in the kitchen.

Fitri was silent. He felt very happy because Abi finally cared and worried about Umi's circumstances.

"Yes, Abi. Umi fever seems. He said his head was dizzy."

"Are Umi sleep deprived? Usually if you lack sleep, Umi will have a fever and dizziness."

"Is that so? But, lately Umi can not sleep he said." Fitri.

"You know why Umi can't sleep?"

Fitri. He stopped his cooking. Then sit down at the dining table.

"Can't you know?"

Fitri shook her head hard. He asked because he wanted to be more sure, so that later when telling stories Abi would be fine and could hold back his emotions.

"Umi always thought about Abi's health."

"The abi is getting better. I don't think I need to worry too much anymore, do I?" Sela Abi's.

"Umi misses Abi too much."

This time Abi was silent. Yeah, it's been a while since they've been cluttering. Although they live in a roof, they are like two strangers who do not know each other.

"Yes fault. Why is he so stubborn. Umi never attempted to meet Abi. . . Umi also did not try to apologize, nor reprimand Abi."

Fitri smiled amusedly and funny to hear Abi's confession. They act like lovers who are fighting and hope one of them apologizes first.

What Abi revealed, more or less the same as what Umi delivered to Fitri a few days ago. It is fitting that they are paired, this is the cause. Both are stubborn and arrogant.

"So, I never want to ask and apologize to Umi." Fitri.

"Why should Abi apologize?"

"Yes, Abi was wrong!" Fitri Seru.

"Not wrong Abi? What was Abi's fault?"

"Set him apart from his son."

Fitri got up from her seat. He resumed his work. While Abi was speechless hearing Fitri's reply.

"Abi didn't separate them. But his son prefers strangers over his parents." Abi said slowly.

Fitri's eyes are patterning. There was a feeling of resentment in Fitri's heart listening to Abi's words.

"Is Abi ready to part with Umi?" Ask Fitri suddenly.

The question made Abi wrong.

"What do you mean?"

"If I were in Isma's position. I'll do the same. Because my paradise was under my husband's feet when I got married. That's what Umi is doing right now. If Umi followed her selfishly, maybe she would leave Abi. And Umi would prefer to follow her son." Fitri.

Abi was silent. He doesn't know what to say. A lot of things made him feel wrong.

"Unless my husband is a torturer. Then I will gladly leave it. But, because of my husband Mas Arya, I was able to be separated from my parents, in order to get my Lord's Ridho entrusted through Ridho from my husband." Fitri.

He said that while washing dishes. As for Abi, his eyes started to glaze over. There was a strange feeling in his heart.

"Abi should be proud, because Abi managed to educate a daughter. She grew up to be a woman of her religion, obedient to her parents and a wife of the sholehah to her husband."

"Enough Fitri." Lirih Abi's.

"Abi is enough. Stop this Abi." Shouted Fitri.

Emotions overflowed. He could not stand all this drama.

"Abi must be stronger and strive to heal and forgive all the pain and grudges that are in Abi's heart."

"Fitr. . . You dare to yell at me?" Ask Abi.

"Sorry Abi. But my patience is over. I can't stand to see all this." Stopped work.

"Allah is Forgiving. . . Then, what are we who are just ordinary people who struggle with sin. Stop Bi, stop the grudge. Rest assured, Grandpa, Grandma and the rest of the family. They must have God put in the best place. For they died to defend the religion of God." Fitri said more calmly, but still sounded assertive.

"Abi. . . Abi is a lucky person. Thanks to the sacrifice of Abi's parents, thanks to Abi's upbringing. . . Isma succeeded in attracting two men to worship Allah. Is there anything more beautiful than this. . .?"

Fitri said that while sobbing. Yes, he just got word from Rina, if two days ago, Isma and Prince helped his Grandfather to worship. That means that the old man Abi hated, had come to God.

Now the old man has been forgiven and welcomed with joy by the Angels and all Muslims. But Abi is still here. Still locked up in his past.

"God guided Yudha's grandfather, Abi. He had been solemn and full of tears. As fellow Muslims, we should welcome him, not hate him."

Fitri's tears kept dripping. He was moved by the beauty that God placed around them.

"God. . . O Allah. . Forgive the servant." Abi Say.

Her tears are dripping. Abi fell on the floor. Slowly she prostrated herself crying.

Fitri approached Abi. He took Abi's back. The tears of Fitri and Abi were earthy at this time. Both crying.

Abi wept, remembering how his parents sacrificed for religion. He also cried regretting all the violence of his heart that constantly held a grudge. Regrets come too late.

But, Abi is still not too late to fix everything. He rose from his bow.

"Bawa Abi meets Umi. Take Abi to the hospital, now." Ask Abi to beg Fitri.

Fitri smiled in her tears. Slowly his fingers wiped away the tears Abi cheeked.

"Thank you Abi. . . Thank you. . ." Fitri.

She cried out in tears, while kissing the back of Abi's hand. How relieved his heart was to find Abi whom God finally softened his heart.

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