Rocker Guys Enter the Pesantren

Episodes.24

Operation Iqbal went well. Iqbal is now past his critical period. Aisha and the others were relieved to see Iqbal who was in recovery. It's just that Iqbal hasn't regained consciousness due to the influence of the drug.

''I mean, let's get some food first! It was past lunch time, Ms. Fatimah approached her son who was sitting on a chair near her husband's bed lying down.

''I'm not hungry, Mah. Mamah go first, said Aisha.

''Son, if you get sick later who will take care of your husband. Don't torture yourself like this.'' Fatimah continued to persuade her son.

''Mah buy it deh, let Ais eat here, '' he asked.

''Alright, then mamah go out first huh. Assalamu'alaikum, '' said Mrs Fatimah.

''Waalaikum'salam,'' Aisha replied.

Aisha still faithfully looked at her husband's face. Slowly she placed her hand on her husband's head and rubbed it gently. Aisha has also landed a short kiss on her husband's forehead several times. It seems like a huge worry.

''Mas, quickly get up! I'm sad to see you like this, Mom. You should explain everything to me, who would have dared to make you hurt like this.'' Aisha laid her head near her husband's arm.

Because of the fun of talking, Aisha did not realize that her husband was already human. Intentionally Iqbal silently listened to his wife who continued to chatter. A smile was engraved on the corner of Iqbal's lips. Iqbal was delighted to see his wife look so worried about him. Iqbal felt his arms wet. His wife seemed to be crying. If he was okay, Iqbal would probably hug his wife.

''You're crying?''

Iqbal's voice made Aisha spontaneously raise her head. Aisha looked at her husband who was smiling at her.

''Since when did Mas Iqbal wake up?''

''Ever since you cried, baby. Are you worried about me?''

''Ih ngeselin, so since then Mas Iqbal horrified all my babbling.'' Aisha was singing her lips pretending to sulk.

''Mas is happy to see you worried like that. Signs you love the same Mas. Thank you, baby. You are everything to me.''

''Uuh so want to hug.'' Aisha hugged her husband who was lying down. She touched her husband cautiously, for fear of touching the part of her stomach that had been exhausted in the surgery.

''It's a pity that Mas can't return your embrace, dear.''

''It's okay, Mom. You don't move too much, said Aisha as she let go of her embrace.

''Yes, darling. Mas want to quickly recover so that it can be friendly again with you, said Iqbal while blinking one eye.

''That's for sure, Mas. But I wonder, who has made you hurt like this?'' Aisha looked at her husband waiting for his explanation.

''Reno, he and his friends confronted Mas in the street, '' said Iqbal.

''Astaghfirullah'aladzim, I did not expect that Reno was like that, Mas.''

''But that's the truth, baby. Ah let's not talk about that. It is better to discuss the future of both of us, said Iqbal.

''Mas has no evidence to report Reno. That incident happened so fast. Never mind, I'm sincere. Later also surely Reno get his payback for what he did.''

''In front of him we have to be more careful, Mas. I still did not expect that the good Reno in front of me, was actually evil.''

''Maybe he's good with you because he wants to, baby. You have to be careful huh.''

''Mas Iqbal just calm down. I will try to take good care of myself, said Aisha.

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After a few days in the hospital, Iqbal is now allowed to go home. Aisha has also taken a teaching leave from the pesantren. She wanted to focus on taking care of her husband.

Aisha enters the room with a tray. She brought lunch to her husband.

''Mas, let's eat first! You have to take medicine, said Aisha while putting the tray she brought on the nightstand.

''Medicine again? I was tired of taking medication. Em this time alone Mas did not drink yes, '' said Iqbal.

Aisha shook her head. ''He said he would recover quickly, so Mas also had to take medicine diligently, said Aisha.

''But you feed him, ''' Iqbal said.

''For my beloved husband, I will surely follow, ''' Aisha took a plate from the top of a tray full of rice and side dishes. She began to take the rice with a spoon and then feed her husband.

Iqbal was delighted to have a wife like Aisha. So considerate, sincerely full of love.

''Honey, thank you. You've been willing to take a leave to take care of me like this.''

''Same-sama, Mas. It is my duty as a wife. Now you just need to take medicine.'' Aisha opened the drawer and took her husband's medicine.

After taking the medicine, Iqbal went back to rest. While Aisha went to the kitchen to put the dirty dishes used to eat her husband.

It was seen that Ms. Fatma was approaching Aisha who was washing dishes. ''Son, don't be too diligent, let Auntie do the work, '' said Ms. Fatma.

''Just one plate, Mah. The waiting time for my washed aunt. Ice is okay. This part of Mas Iqbal's old plate ate.''

''You really are Sholeha's wife, son. It is fortunate that Iqbal has a wife like you, said Ms. Fatma.

''You are too much. Aisha used to be, '' said Aisha.

''No, Son. To mama, you are Sholeha's wife.''

Aisha just smiled. Even if praised like that, but it is not appropriate if he boasted. Aisha is the kind of woman who is, in no way, ever praises or prides herself.