The Uterus for My Husband

The Uterus for My Husband

Najwa tried to be ordinary after what he knew in him, some say the disease can indeed be cured but Najwa's belief eroded because he thought of the husband. The perfect husband for her, never hurt always make her happy.Today Najwa returns again to the madrasah after the semester exam he will give the grade in given to the homeroom teacher. If outside the house Najwa always thought about the husband, he daydreams his hand is placed on the chin while his gaze is empty.

" Mrs Najwa .." call Aira the 3rd grade madrasah teacher.

" Mrs Najwa.." then he shook his hand in front of Najwa, but Najwa did not respond.Ms Aira shook Najwa's body.

" yes ma'am how". said Najwa later.

" why did Bu Najwa daydream I called from earlier not to say".

" i'm sorry ma'am it's okay just a little thought". Najwa said smiling.

" the value of having Zahra is really can be 100 pure". only Zahra has a high value compared to others. On all subjects until Aira asked all the teachers on his subjects.

" yes ma'am this is the sheet of his children that I have valued in carry". Najwa thrust the student sheet, it turns out that Zahra's grades are perfect.

" well ma'am thank you, hopefully the mother's problems that make the daydreaming mother quickly resolved". ..

" aamiin, thank you so much for praying". Aira left Najwa who had not left the bench.

Najwa saw Zahra passing by and she remembered her husband Faras, I don't know why Najwa thought seeing Zahra was like seeing her future.

" astaghfirullah.

Faras will pick up Najwa as usual in the afternoon, now Najwa goes to the house of Jihan alone using the motorbike he usually wears. On the street he meets Zahra and her mother who are carrying cassava for her sale in the afternoon, putting cassava in her bicycle bonnet Zahra and walking mother guiding the bike.

" Zahra you're on foot". Najwa.

" uh mom, yes bring cassava we can't ride". Zahra chuckles.

" you bring the cassava let Najwa's mom ride the bike with me"

" oah mother so troublesome". said zahra he did not feel good always Najwa helped him.

" it's okay, we're one way I want to go to Jihan's house". Najwa finally brought his mother Zahra in between to his house.

Jihan had been waiting at her house, before going to the house of Jihan Najwa told her first. Jihan knew there must be something very important to be conveyed by her best friend.

" Najwa how many days you don't go to my house it's like you don't hear your advice". said Jihan along with laying in bed with Najwa.

" i'm sorry Faras left so I took the opportunity to see a doctor".

" you've checked out about yourself". Jihan asked directly to the topic.

" yes it is".

" continue how Najwa turned out".he was curious with a face demanding to look at Najwa.

" it's all clear, Jihan".

" what do you mean". Jihan was curious about her best friend.

" i have cervical cancer" said Najwa now one of his friends who know other than doctor Zaskia.

" i'm not kidding Jihan this is right". Jihan gaped and then closed her mouth as if she did not believe what Najwa said.

" o Lord Najwa why is that so". Jihan then sat down wanting an explanation from Najwa.

" yesterday when Faras was away I checked myself out to be helped by doctor Zaskia, the doctor was his friend mas Faras. yesterday I took the results of my examination, and that's the result I have cervical cancer". Najwa issued the medical results in the bag, he brought it to tell his best friend. Jihan carefully looked at the results she was surprised to read, stage 3 cervical cancer.

" you told your husband". asked Jihan.

" please keep this a secret to whoever Jihan is, only Zaskia's doctor knows about this".

" then what are you going to do, Najwa, this is a serious thing you won't face alone." Jihan tried to talk to Najwa.

" no Jihan, mas Faras is the best man I've ever met. he gives his happiness to me, I don't want to hurt him. I want to give happiness to him".

" what do you mean Najwa, you don't go crazy.

" i'll find Rahim for My Husband for his happiness"

" Najwa don't think that you yourself won't be able to do it". Jihan never thought her best friend would do it like that, no woman would be able to be in the duakan let alone she was in pain.

" i thought about Jihan before, for the rest of my life I want to bring happiness to my husband."

" Maji..." Jihan actually even cried she hugged Najwa, actually Najwa also wanted to cry her chest felt tight.

" then you have obtained who you will make your honey" asked Jihan curious about the madness of her best friend.

" no, I don't want an ordinary woman to have the same faith as my husband". Jihan held her own head she was confused by what her best friend thought.

" forgive Najwa do not think up to it, just tell your illness to Faras and treat it so that you will recover it will be better Najwa".

" Even if I recover later I will not be able to give offspring to Mas faras Jihan, although he always said that it wouldn't change anything to him but I can't be selfish I want him to have a blood of his flesh" Jihan then embraced Najwa, but I couldn't be selfish, her best friend is a wonderful woman. Most of the things that happen are husbands or in-laws who want offspring but now even the wife wants to make her husband and in-laws happy.

" whatever your decision may be, this may be Najwa's best".

" insyaAlloh Jihan wish me all the best". Jihan nodded, she could not do enough to support her best friend's decision and pray for the best.

Najwa returns to her parents' house soon her husband will pick her up. She tried to always be jolly, giving the sweetest smile to her husband. As usual, he was just in time to pick up his wife.

" it's a shame I met Zayn at the office, he went with his papa. . The boy is so funny, he asked you he said he wanted to meet.

" when we met him, Najwa missed him too".

" say, I said later if I run again on Sunday morning".

" well, it must be nice that Zaskia has a handsome Zayn who is also cute" Faras kept silent he forgot that it would make Najwa remember about the figure of a child.

" mas I want a child of the flesh's own blood". Faras suddenly stopped his car, fortunately when it was quiet there were not many vehicles passing by.

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