Qibla Love A

Single-minded

Aisya pushed her husband's wheelchair slowly, currently both are in one of the private hospitals that care for Eyang Ilham.

"Remove the way," Arion's pinta for the umpteenth time.

Arion refused to take a wheelchair. But Aisya shook her head firmly, the woman did not allow Arion to walk.

Come on, Arion's just an operation - not paralyzed, he's still able to walk. Arion does not want to make his wife any more trouble until exhausted.

"The stitches in my stomach are still wet! shut up, and sit quietly!" aisya's word does not want to be disputed.

Arion let out a tired sigh, already many times he begged - but Aisya was unwilling to grant it.

"But you'll be exhausted, brother doesn't want you to get sick. Brother has not recovered, later if you are sick who is sick,"

Aisya lowered her head, both corners of her lips were drawn upwards hearing her husband's sweet words. Somehow Aisya felt for two days Arion's attitude seemed more sweet and spoiled. Even seem flirtatious and naughty, just like Arion's attitude was before this man lost and forgot his memory.

What possible?

Aisya shook her head slowly, may she think that Arion's memory has returned perfectly, but her husband purposely hid all this from her.

"Darling?" call Arion soft.

Even without awkward Arion grabbed Aisya's one hand, then kissed her slowly - as the woman stopped stepping and was embedded in place.

"You got to,"

"What's wrong, I push again yeah,"

Aisya interrupted Arion's words, she had to ignore her curiosity this time. Because the most important thing now, the two of them had to arrive immediately at the hospital room of Eyang Ilham.

Aisya immediately headed for the elevator, the woman pushed Arion's wheelchair a little stronger, so that they would not miss. Fortunately, the atmosphere of the elevator was quiet, there was only one female nurse in the elevator - it made Arion's wheelchair did not interfere with the place for others.

"Here!"

Aisya lowered her head, as Arion grabbed her fingers. Through her eye gesture, Arion told Aisya to sit on her lap.

"Here!" Arion patted both his thighs.

But Aisya was still silent in place, the woman felt bad for the female nurse who had been glancing through the corner of her eyes.

"Darling?" call Arion again, this time he looked up to see his wife's face.

Aisya turned her face away, the woman sighed softly then bent her body so she could whisper to her husband.

"Watch quiet don't move much!" aisya said full of warning.

Actually she wanted to follow her husband's request, but because of the shame Aisya could still feel - she was reluctant to obey Arion's will. Moreover, the female nurse who was standing right next to him just kept glancing silently silently at him and Arion.

Aisya immediately pushed on her husband's wheelchair as the elevator door opened, Aisya's steps a little hastily making Arion gently rub his wife's arm to calm down.

"Slow Babe," he murmured quietly.

Arion is worried that if his wheelchair topples forward, maybe the pain won't be too - but the embarrassment he can't avoid.

"Eyang's room is on the door of VVIP number 9" said Arion.

Aisya nodded, the woman walked around - Aisya heaved a sigh of relief when she saw the number of the room they had been looking for.

Without waiting any longer Aisya immediately approached, but her steps came to a halt when she heard the sound of sobs from within the room of Eyang Ilham's hospital.

Both of Aisya's limbs were squeezed, even to continue his steps alone he was not strong.

"You must be sincere and strong, let's go in!"

Arion immediately rested on Aisya's slightly shaky body. Netra the two met, one hand Arion outstretched to wipe the tears of his wife who fell just like that.

With a confident step, the two of them entered. Arion and Aisya were stunned when they saw the scene before him. Some people are shrouding Eyang Ilham, even the medical team has released the life support tool of the old man.

"Eyang," said Aisya.

The woman immediately ran towards the bed that was occupied by Eyang Ilham. His tears that had been shed earlier, were getting out of control again. Especially when looking at the face of his great-grandfather who looks happy, even though in a state of closed eyes.

"This one's Ais, sorry Ais just came. Ice misses the same Eyang, Bang Rimba also joined Ais," Aisya continued to chatter, his limp and lackluster body now rests on Aska who immediately grabbed him.

"So, why don't you talk to Ais? is Eyang angry, because Ais rarely plays?"

Aisya's cry grew even more so, surpassing that of Lovyna and Reina. As for the men, they look strong when they see Alkan continue to guide Eyang Ilham in reading his last shahadah.

"Take Eyang seriously, so that Eyang can go quietly" whispered Aska.

A quiet whisper that can make the entire joints of Aisya relax, so he must hold tightly the body of his second twin brother.

"Eyang, Ais is sincere," he murmured softly.

**BANG RIMBA TEPAR GARA GARA AIS

SEE YOU TOMORROW'S

BABAYY MUUUAAACCH**