Tears of Sholehah's Wife

Episode 39's.

Arif was gathering with some of his relatives after burying the body of the late Ratih, Aisyah approached the brother and gave a letter.

“What is this, Shah?” Tanya Arif was confused.

“That's a letter Mom wrote a week ago, Mas. Mother advised that I give it to Mas Arif if something happens to Mom, it looks like Mom already has a hunch will go.” Answer Aisha sadly.

Arif read the letter carefully. Jihan, Salma and everyone were curious about the contents of the letter.

“What is it, Rif?” The chirps of an old man who was Ratih's eldest brother.

Arif exhaled. “Emak wants me to continue his porridge stall, Pakde.”

“Oh, good at it! Unfortunately if the stall is not opened again, because it is selling.” Reply to the old man.

“But the problem is I live in Jakarta, Pakde. My son and I also have to work.” Arif looked at Jihan.

“Lah, you just stop working. If Jihan has a husband.”

“Eh, just realized this. Which husband is Jihan? How not to look?” Lecar one of the middle-aged women.

Salma, Aisyah and Arif stared at Jihan. Jihan herself could only gulp nervously.

“His husband Jihan must be busy, his name is also a rich man, it must work a lot. Isn't that right, Jihan?” Sela is a woman of Aisyah's age.

Jihan simply smiled without replying to the woman's words.

The middle-aged woman was back babbling with nyinyir. “But this is an accident. Is it more important to work than family?”

“Already! Why is it that Jihan is speaking, anyway?” Aisyah mediates. “Now again waiting for Mas Arif's decision. Will you fulfill your will?”

Arif again exhaled, while folding the letter in his hand. “Entah, Mas still confused.”

“Mas, even though I've been helping Mom, but this stall and house right Mas as the only boy.”

Aisyah.

Arif heard the words of his sister then turned to look at Salma and asked the opinion of his wife. “According to Ummi how?”

“Ummi follow Abi only. Whatever Abi decides, God willing is best.” Salma answered while holding Arif's hand.

And now Arif turned his gaze to Jihan who was sitting beside Salma. “If you think how, Nak?”

“I'm also up to Abi only.”

“Then Abi will pray istikharah first, ask for guidance from Allah.”

“Jihan! So go 'no?” Suddenly Asep's voice shocked everyone, the tall man shouted from outside the house.

“Astagfirullah, Asep! Kayak in the woods just scream!” The old man's grudge.

Asep grimacing. “Let's hear, Eyang.”

“Shortly, Sep.” Jihan Sahut.

“Where to, Nak?” Salma asked Jihan.

“I'm going to the mobile service store, Ummi. I had a promise with Asep.”

“Oh, yes already, be careful on the road.”

“Wa’ aleikumsalam.” Reply to everyone.

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In the ICU room of Kasih Ibu hospital, Yusuf began to move his fingers, his eyes blinked and then opened slowly. As soon as he saw that Joseph had come to his senses, Anita and Ammar, who were behind the barrier, ran in. Ammar also immediately pressed a button connected to the doctor's room.

“Papa is aware?” Anita was happy to ask for mercy.

But apparently Yusuf still harbored anger towards Ammar, he slowly raised his right hand and pointed at Ammar with bulging eyes.

“Per-gi da-ri si-ni!” Joseph said in a stammering voice.

“Papa calm down first, Papa still hurts.” Anita tried to calm her husband.

While Ammar was only fixated on looking at Joseph and did not want to fight the father.

“Per-gi!” Yusuf's Birthday.

“Mar, you better get out first.” Anita Pinta.

Ammar nodded then passed away, passing by Ali's doctor and a nurse who hurriedly entered Joseph's room after the notice.

“Sorry, let me first check the condition of Mr. Yusuf.” Ali immediately checked Joseph with a stethoscope.

Outside the ICU, Ammar sat in a waiting chair bowing and squeezing his hair. His mind and mood were completely chaotic. Anger, disappointment and pain continue to cloud him. He could not think clearly at all, it felt that at this time he wanted to vent it by drinking alcohol until drunk, so that for a moment he could forget everything.

The phone in Ammar's pocket rang and he ignored it, but in the fifth ring, Ammar reached into his pocket to remove the flat object that continued to sound and vibrate. But when he saw Miranda's name, Ammar immediately rejected the call and switched off his phone.

Ammar bowed again and now covered his face with both palms.

“Why should this happen? I was beginning to believe in what Mr. Radit said about you, I was beginning to feel comfortable and happy around you. But what are you doing? You let me down and feel disgusted at you.” Ammar murmured slowly.

“Ammar.”

Ammar who was shocked suddenly looked up when he heard his name called. “Mama? How is Papa, Ma?”

“Alhamdulillah, Papa is past his critical time.” Anita Sahut.

“Sgratitude.” Ammar was relieved.

“Mar, looks like Papa is still mad at you. You better go home now, let Mama take care of Papa.”

“But, Ma ...”

“Mama please, Son. It's for the good of all of us, especially Papa. You also need rest, Mama don't want you also sick.”

Ammar breathed a heavy sigh. “Alright, Ma. Then I go home first.”

“Yes, be careful, yes.” Reply Anita.

Ammar nodded then stepped away from Anita with a heavy heart, honestly he still wanted to accompany his parents. But for now, avoiding the papa is the best way.

Anita looked only at Ammar's departure with tears in her eyes. “Yes Allah, I do not know what plan You are preparing for my son. I just hope that this matter is quickly resolved and that he can find his happiness. I surrender to Your will, yes, Allah.”

As a mother, her heart ached to see the baby slumped and grieved like this. But as a human being, he must be steadfast and sincere because God is playing out His scenario. There was nothing he could do but pray and beg for goodness for his flesh and blood.

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