
My tears could no longer bear when I heard my brother's story, so heartbreaking and hurtful. Where he had to fend for himself taking care of the children . Without a wife beside him.
Well, ego and a high sense of prestige have made Abang, want to fight for himself to raise children, without telling his parents and without looking for myself according to the late mandate. Now what happened to him made him grieve for himself, maybe this was karma for him.
Rice has become porridge let the past pass, This is all almighty will. What we need to do now is look at the future, not the past. Event after event that we experience especially bad things, let us make a reflection ,muhasabah binafs so that ourselves become better.
On this earth there is no man who escapes wrong and sin, so keep trying to be better. We are only the people of the prophet Muhammad, the Last Days who have not had the slightest guarantee of going to heaven. Surely I do not want to cry for things that can harm me, by continuing to hold grudges and the pain of having been hurt by others.
I tried to catch Brother, he seemed to regret his tears so profusely wet his cheeks.
" Sister, you keep going like this, you keep blaming yourself this is fate . What else you are sick Bang, do not think too much. I have truly forgiven you, now you focus on your recovery" I said trying to calm you down.
" There is no hope for me to recover Aisyah, I sincerely accept all this. What's more I've felt calm because I've found you, so if at any time I go the child's child is in the right hands" said Abang lirih.
" You must heal bang, for the sake of the child. Don't keep thinking negatively, keep thinking positive things. You must know that thought can also determine our health, if you are pessimistic like this
how do you want to heal?"
"Look at my current state, as a result of the chemo I was going through made my body weak, my hair fell out. I can't do anything else, my pride as a man, the father of my three children is gone, now I'm useless"
" The opportunity for you to recover must be there, when Allah has willed nothing is impossible. Now it's just praying, and teaching, and trust. Do not be pessimistic to throw away all the thoughts of your country, remember ,Abang still have children of course they still need you . Moreover, Shafira he has not known the figure of his father is brother not pity huh?
Brother covered his face with both hands, I knew he was crying. Here I can only pray for you Bang, even though people say your illness can no longer be cured there is no hope for you to live ,but I can't believe it because they're not living and dying we're not in their hands.
Be optimistic Bang, may what we expect be in line with the destiny of the power, Until you can recover and the child still needs you, especially Shafira. O God, I know our life and death are in Your hands, but I beg you to give us your miracles, give healing to the father of the children.
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It was getting late in the afternoon, Abang was now asleep . The boredom I felt made me want to get out of my room and find a snack for me . Because Mas irman is still busy handling his patients, while children are brought opa oma his former mother, rather than staying here better find snacks and fresh air.
Just as I opened the door handle, I saw a figure that made me irritated.I looked at him with an intimidating look . Wanted to code him so he could explain something to me .
But the person I was looking at was a whiny ,horse grin .
" Assalamualikum, brother-in-law, how did last night's surprise like? "
" Greetings waalaikum, "I replied as I let the azka out of my brother's room.
" hey, what kind of friend you are, saying you don't know what the hell you're here for. What else are you also behind the plam surprise" said I upset while hitting mukul azka using my bag
Azka crowning pain" aw ..sick Aisyah. You are nothing ! you should have said thank you to me but instead hit me" Azka protested.
" I'm sorry, at that time I did not know, because Brother never told me a little. Even Brother lost contact with us , never been to London never called"
" Why are you here now huh, try to explain"
" Alright, listen to him well"
flashback azka
When I first met Aisyah again, I felt that there was so much that I did not know. So I was determined to find out for myself. After this meeting I was sure that Aisyah would continue to look for me, determined that I had asked my wife to resign even though I knew that this was her first day of work. But for the sake of my mission success and do not want to get a gangster from Aisyah. My wife had refused to say "honey, this is a job that I dream of new also entered the time to resign anyway" protested gisel my wife.
" Whether this beb, I promise you will definitely be accepted back at this school" I promised gisel.
" Honey, don't lie!!
"Yes, I promise"
Without saying much Gisel agreed, that's what I like about him never saying much never much to complain about when I forbid, or told him anything, including to resign.
I told someone to look for information about Aisyah. It is not hard to find information about his life. From that data I found the fact that Aisyah had given birth to twins, then in the status of the couple listed by the name of Irman Sanjaya. of course I know the man, he is my own nephew.
Maybe through Irman I can find out more about something I don't know. I searched his home address, was reluctant to meet with irman afraid he did not want to meet me.It turns out my guess was wrong, irman and his mother very well accept me for what my family has done.
I told Irman everything I meant and purposely came to see him. So there was an agreement to find Brother together. God may have supported our plan, until finally we found Irman's hospital, brother seriously ill, he was so concerned. Can't bear to see the condition of my brother to give news to the family in London, they are also very shocked especially Mother, he was hysterical unexpectedly during the breakup contact turned out to be suffering brother.
The next day all the families in London arrived in Indonesia, after hearing the news of Abang's condition that afternoon they also booked a ticket to Indonesia. There is a wisdom behind this disaster, now my family also make up, no more hatred and misunderstanding.
When I arrived at the hospital, my mother was crying for my brother while my brother, I knew he was trying to look okay.
" It's Mom, don't cry anymore. Rudi is okay. Rudi already feels good let alone see you guys are here. Rudi apologized for Rudi's mistake in you " said Brother Rudi while returning Mom's embrace and trying to hold back his tears.
" Well how ? this is what huh? " the mother snapped while referring to the tools attached to her body. And look at you, you're so thin, you're pale and you see your hair falling out, is this what you say is fine?"
" Why don't you share your suffering with Mom, why do you have to fight alone? is she no longer in your eyes ? she? ,
" It's not so Mom, but.(subjected) Rudi is too cowardly Mom, Rudi also does not want to bother"
" hiks hyks... My son" Mother hugged Brother again and everyone there was sad.
flashback azka