Tafakur Love Mualaf

Fiha miscarriage

Arriving at the office, Fiha still thought about the slander problem. Mana can't tell Hasbi, what happened yesterday.

"Fiha, I was surprised by the neighbors of the complex, all this time they were fine." said Hasbi, feeling that there was a discrepancy with what happened.

"Oh yeah, maybe they're pissed. Some incite them to hate our families." replied Fiha.

"Why can you guess like that?" Hasbi became curious.

"Just guessed it, 'cause I feel awkward too." Finally forced to cover everything, rather than being discovered yesterday.

Hasbi rubbed his wife's head gently, before parting into his own room. Fiha looked at her husband's back from a distance, while smiling meaningfully. Now he even thought of Yunah, who was alone at home. Suddenly his phone rang, sent a video of the citizens rampaging.

”Wire, they demo home front door. I have to help Mom, I'm afraid she's why-why.” Inner Fiha, murmuring anxiously.

Fiha immediately took a taxi, then ran to the house quickly. Fiha drove away busy reporters, asking for clarification on the wall-hitting event.

"Speak, Miss Yunah, don't shut up. Let's talk fast, why not respond." One of the men was very insistent.

"Hey stop, he doesn't want you to bother. Keep your cameras away, don't interrogate him anymore." Fiha pushed around, trying to get through the gap.

"Stay in place, you don't get busy" said the horse pigtail reporter.

"Obviously I'm busy, she's my mother-in-law." replied Fiha.

Fiha inched to Yunah's aid, and Fiha was unintentionally encouraged. Hasbi appeared suddenly, where did it come from. Hasbi took his wife to the hospital, with Yunah following behind.

"Mom, why is this big a problem quietly." Hasbi said.

"What's like this doesn't worry me." Hasbi paced back and forth, staring at the glass of the room.

"Like this worried too, you should have said it from the beginning" replied Yunah.

The doctor came out of the room, saying the thing that made Hasbi's heart feel like it wanted to be dislodged. It's totally unexpected that his son can't be saved.

"Where is my son!" Fiha shouted hysterically, inside the room.

Hasbi immediately entered the room to see it. "Darling, you miscarried. So, our son is not helped."

Fiha and Hasbi hugged tightly, looking at each other with sadness. Fiha and Hasbi saw that the door of the room was open, and there was Syansa who came with Aliya and Umar.

"Mother, I know everything. Actually I'm sad to lose my chance to have a sister." Syansa approached sitting next to Fiha.

"Excuse Mother, because initially not frankly. It should be this matter, solved together." replied Fiha.

"Mother should be a little more open, do not like to cover the problem." Syansa gave her advice.

"It is not your Mother's fault, but it is Oma's fault who told to cover." said Yunah.

"Shouldn't do that, we're a family" Syansa said.

"Foster patterns, environments, and so on sometimes act as character shapers. We cannot judge, just because the problem is the same. Everyone's solutions are different, some are easy and some are difficult." explains Fiha.

They went home, to rest their tired bodies. Aliya and Umar were also gone, disappearing slowly at the end of the path. The next day, you have to do the usual activities.