
In the car, Zahira falls asleep after nursing her mother. The baby is calmer now. Nadia clutched her tiny body, she was afraid that her two uncles would hurt the fragile flesh.
"I was scared, Mom. When she woke up, Zahira was not with me" Nadia said, leaning her head against the chair.
One sweep on his head landed softly. Nadia closed her eyes, feeling a calmness that she did not feel a few hours ago.
"Where did they put Zahira?" Uncle Harits again lowered his hand, holding the wheel again.
"He was on the floor, crying and screaming, but they let. After begging, help them give Zahira to me. I hope our son is okay, Mom. I'm afraid she's traumatized, Mom." Nadia expressed her concern. Hopefully in the heart, the baby did not experience severe trauma because of the incident.
"Hopefully. He's a strong boy, a great boy!" uncle Harith said to his wife.
Nadia relaxed her body, taking a deep breath and throwing it away slowly. He repeatedly did it to get rid of the memory of the incident. Twice she was kidnapped, twice she helped him.
He closed his eyes, stretched the stiff muscles. His hands were unceasingly rubbing Zahira's back that was sleeping on her chest. The baby looked comfortable and calm.
Zahira's screams suddenly jolted Nadia's body. The baby in his arms cried loudly, sobbing until it sounded crowded.
"Cup .. cup, baby. We're safe, son. Do not be afraid, beautiful Mother. Shhhh .. don't cry." Nadia rubbed her back and chest that felt thumping.
Uncle Harits who was driving along panicked because the sound of Zahira's screams really sounded heartbreaking in his ears.
"Oh God!" his weakness. The worry that had haunted earlier, finally happened. Zahira was traumatized until she fell asleep, she screamed in fear.
Nadia undressed on top, giving breast milk to her baby. Cram that little thing into Zahira's little mouth. But the baby refused. He continued to cry thinking the situation was the same.
Zahira turned to his father, he spread his hands as he pleased. Uncle Harits hurriedly pulled over. Remove the seat belt before reaching for the child. He hugged the baby gently. His back was rubbed to ease his cries.
Zahira hugged her father. The baby knew his father wouldn't let him be hurt.
"Already, darling. You're safe, baby. Dad's here." Uncle Harith kissed his daughter. Blow it slowly while reciting the verses he memorized even if only the letter of Al-Ikhlas. He remembered the message of ustadz, saying holy verses could calm the heart.
Slowly the crying subsided, Zahira fell asleep again. Uncle Harith handed the baby back to his mother. Unceasingly his head turned to the baby who was calm in his mother's arms.
Nadia almost cried because of it, but she could always calm her down.
"Mas! Mama! How's Mom doing! Did you see it?" nadia's cry with her shrill voice almost woke up Zahira if she didn't pet her immediately.
Uncle Harits was stunned for a moment before increasing the speed of the car.
"What's wrong with Mom?" His heart was panicking uncontrollably.
"I don't know, Mom, but she fell to the floor and was unconscious, I haven't checked yet because someone smothered my mouth. I'm afraid Mom's why?" nadia said.
"Mas, Mom's in the hospital. We're going there!" The man beside her breathed a sigh of relief.
"No, we have to go home first. Just look at you, don't you want to cleanse your body first?" Uncle Harith played his eyebrows pointing at Nadia's dirty clothes in some parts.
Nadia smiled broadly. Zahira also needs to be cleaned. After almost a day in the old building, Zahira must have felt uncomfortable. They returned home before seeing her in the hospital.
As fast as a lightning strike, Nadia cleans herself alternately with Zahira. The food at the table served Aunt when her master asked for a meal.
"Honey, you and Zahira are good at home just rest. I don't want you guys to get sick. This time on, Mas. There was Winda and Rima there who accompanied. It's all right, I'll understand" uncle Harits said after the meal. Nadia was stunned, she was eager to see Mom's condition. However, he again had to give up because he really needed a break.
Nadia nodded obediently without any protest or forcing her to come along. There is Zahira who can not balance the condition of the body with it because it is still fragile.
Without looking tired, the big man left. This time he put guards in his house. I don't want any more of those unpleasant events. She was kidnapped twice in her own home. Bizarrely.
"How's my mother doing, Yoga?" Asking as he continued to step up following the instructions given by one of his people.
"It's better, sir. There's a bruise on the back of Madam's head. Perhaps that is why Madam became unconscious," replied Yoga while balancing the steps with her Master.
His steps were getting wider impatiently wanting to immediately see the woman who had given birth to him. He opened the door violently, surprising the two girls who were waiting for Mom in the room.
"Mother!" call uncle Harith who immediately rushed to Mother who was opening her eyes.
"Mother! What's going on?" he asked after hugging the increasingly helpless old body on the bed.
"Mother doesn't know either, suddenly someone hits Mom on the head. I don't know anymore ... How are Mom's daughter-in-law and grandchildren? Are they okay?" Asked in a voice that still sounded raucous.
"Nadia and Zahira are resting at home. They're fine, Mom. Nadia was panicking when she remembered Mom," she said, rubbing Mother's head gently.
Helaan breathed a sigh of relief he exhaled. The feeling of anxiety that had once controlled his heart slowly changed the calmness and peace.
"Why are there so many people who don't like our family? Poor Nadia, he had only been a few years as a daughter-in-law, had become the target of the criminals. Especially Zahira who is still very baby. O Allah, protect my family from the evils of those who are jealous and spiteful. Aamiin's."
"Amijin!"
"Thank you for taking me to the hospital" said Harits' uncle, who turned his head to look at Winda and Rima.
"She's our mother too now, brother. We didn't know what happened when we got home, we found Mom asleep on the floor. Luckily, it didn't leak Mom's head. They must be punished according to what they do." Winda's growl. Rima nodded in agreement.
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