That Cute Woman is my wife

Slip My Name Among You.

Whistle hunting, tightness felt. The eyes began to fade. Want to say, but not powerful. While the pain continues to strike. Her hands were dry, her lips pale and she kept trying to say one name, "Ella, Ella, Ella."

The heart rate begins to weaken, the body feels stiff, from the corner of the lips comes out foam liquid that I don't know what it's called. Even those people's tears were unstoppable. Is it time to go? can't he see a loved one for the last time?

While outside the room, there were many footsteps running simultaneously, until the sound of the foot stopped in front of the door of the ICU room. Three eyes at once staring at the nanar of a man who was once burly, now dry like a bone wrapped in skin. His face was pale, his lips chapped. He turned his head towards the door using the remnants of energy.

The person's hand waved slowly, signaling a call for the person in question.

"Ella, Ella."

The name continued to speak from his stern tongue. While the owner of the name walked slowly and looked with great pity at the dying man, until he arrived at the edge of the bed and held the skinny hand of the man.

"Sir Ibrahim" said Shella.

Everyone who was in that place let out pitiful tears. No exception a man who was clearly injured, because he saw his woman so close to an ex-lover. Their relationship is actually a brother. However, he is just an ordinary man who is full of jealousy, but it is not the time to raise the ego now.

Before long Ibrahim turned to Akemi who was still crying tears of pity. He called out to the man while forcing a smile, but it was sincere.

"Hi, I-I-I'm sorry I-I've been m-repotting you."

Ibrahim's voice was stuck in his throat, until it was stammered. He could no longer endure, but there was still something stuck in his heart before he left for good.

"T-please j-just in case d-he. J-don't sss-hurt d-he. J-if you guys have a-children, S-skip my name between you guys."

One last sentence that Ibrahim spoke, became his cover in this world. So cut off all the affairs of Abraham that are related to the world. There is no longer a struggle that drains energy and tears. No more sweet smiles from the dimpled man. Now the body has no life, only the body can still be touched. However, his soul had returned to the owner.

Until that is the covenant of Abraham to God when it will be born into the world first. At a relatively young age of 25 years. The handsome man can only fulfill his promise while living in the world for 25 years. He left for good, and left a father and mother who wept bitterly. Even if everyone screamed his name, he wouldn't come back and talk to them like he used to. He would not laugh while hugging his mother. I will not smile when I make a mistake.

The man closed his eyes, taking responsibility for his actions before God. No more arrogance, no more arrogance, just the practice he took away.

"Abrahim..."

Shella cried without saying a word. His heart was also wounded. New also feel happy to get the blessing of the Brother, and given the trust by God to be a parent, now have to swallow the bitter pills of life.

While Akemi was also no less sad, the man could feel how sick it was in someone's stay. He recalled the moment when he had to lose his Grandpa and grandmother at the same time. The difference is, Grandpa and Grandma died of age.

"Ibrahim, why did you leave Mom son? why are you punishing me this way? law Mother in another way. God, please come back my son."

Nisa continues to roar as if blaming God for writing down her son's tragic destiny. Until the end of his life, he had to suffer. He can't be like other men who get married and give grandchildren to his parents.

Shella held onto Ibrahim's cold hand. The hand that gave him love. The hand that held it when it fell. The hand that used to be fitted with a toy ring from a flower, as a symbol of their relationship.

"Sister Ibrahim." Only two words can speak from the tongue Shella complained. His body trembled feeling an incredible sadness.

"Dear, relax. Remember our son," said Akemi reminded, that there is a life that dwells in the body of Shella.

"Akemi, Brother Ibrahim., brother Ibrahim, he is gone. Hu, hu, hu." Shella's cry broke over Akemi's chest.

Everyone in the room was crying and feeling deep sadness. No exception Doctor Kiara. The beautiful doctor could see Ibrahim's persistence to heal. Actually, the man has the desire to heal as usual. But he begins to realize that there is no point in living if it is not with Shella. She finally remembers the moment where Shella said she was married and loved her husband. All are remembered by Abraham. None of it was missed.

Feeling useless, Ibrahim eventually refused all kinds of treatment. Even that guy won't eat. He underwent chemotherapy, as Doctor Kiara managed to persuade him. But unfortunately, at the end of the surgery, the man refused the last drug to be inserted into his body. So he went into a coma.

There is really nothing eternal in this world, we are just hitchhiking in a mortal world full of theatrics. After that day comes, there is no more pride and covetousness in us. We just lie stiff and become bones behind the soil of our graves. No matter how big we build a house, but it ends with the size of twice one, namely the tomb.

In the tomb there is no voice, no arrogance for the office we have. There is no greed for self-greed. We can only expect a prayer from the children of the Righteous.

To be continued.

Assalamualaikum says. Sorry if this part is a bit short, the author can not continue this part. I swear to make my own. I'll see you later in the afternoon.

Happy reading.