Twice Married

Really, I'll be willing?

Fara was still playing with her mother's hair. While eating rice in his mouth. Fara does prefer to eat while playing, not infrequently Fatih will scold him, if the child has choked or vomit food contents from his mouth.

"Fara come once again" said Ira with a rice box in her hand. He sat in the bed of Fatih. Fatih is still limp and has not been able to feed Fara.

"Come, kid, eat first. Kasian Aunty wait for you to eat it for a long time." said Fatih while occasionally removing Fara's hand from her hair, and Fara still back twisting her Mother's hair.

"Here is Fatih's sister." Fatih tried to grab the rice box from Kak Ira's hand. However, her brother-in-law just shook her head and scolded her.

"Don't, Fat. Let's just rest enough, you'll still limp."

After Fatih started getting treatment at the Hospital. Ibra began to tell the state of his wife, starting with Mother Hanum and her two brothers. They were shocked to learn that Fatih had been suffering from the disease all this time.

"You have to eat a lot, take medicine and keep thinking positively, Fat." Ira's brother started advising his sister-in-law.

"Only you can take care of Ibra and Fara. You must always be healthy and heal fast for both of them." continued Ira.

Fatih is still touched by various advice from Kak Ira. He was only silent with a face that had just given up. Seeing Fatih's face like this, Ira confirmed Ibra's words when the Brother told him how the psychic Fatih who just accepted that he would go for ever. Ibra asked his brother to continue encouraging Fatih.

"If you don't recover, do you want Fara and Ibra to belong to someone else? Take off the love you've built so desperately?" Ira's brother deliberately yelled at Fatih, so that his sister-in-law could think carefully.

Fatih stuttered back. Both of his eyes were perfectly shaped. I don't know why hearing such a sentence came out of Kak Ira's lips, making her soul unsettled. His heart was heating up again, the sense of succumbing to being tired of his illness was like being extinct.

"Certainly, will I be willing?" whispered Fatih.

Outside the treatment room, there was Ibra and Kak Intan who were sitting next to each other. Ibra is seen leaning her head against the wall, folding both her hands on her chest while closing her eyes. The thing that was not about the state of his wife continued to pierce his head.

"You need to be patient, Deck. Fara's mother must be healed." said Kak Intan while kneeling the arm of the Brother.

"What if Fatih doesn't heal, brother? How am I and Fara without her?" Ibra opened her eyes and looked at his face.

"How, Brother?" connect Ibra.

"Sure, Deck! Fatih must be healed, there is God. You have to ask him a lot." replied Kak Intan straightforwardly. Although in his heart, a feeling of worry like Ibra, still appeared without knowing what the future would look like.

"You must not be weak, you must be strong, Dek! If you don't encourage your wife, then who else?"

"Maybe God wants to try you again. Want to measure your faith and piety." said Kak Intan with all his tenderness.

"Keep, Deck. If you are spirit, Fatih is also spirit. It was natural that Fatih was down with his condition, because he felt pain in his body. Obviously, if he wants to give up."

"Only you can, Ibra! Eliminate your sadness if in front of Fatih. You must be strong in front of him!"

Ibra brushed off the tears that had been stirred in her eyes. Replacing his heartfelt gaze to be transformed into an excited gaze. He looks like a sinless newborn baby, his spirit is raised again after a moment of crumbling and dimming.

"There's a lot, brother." said Ibra and hugged the brother. He was ready with all the advice given by his brother.

Kak Intan nodded and gently rubbed the back of the Sister.

"Never despair, Dek. As long as your heart is still beating, do your best for your wife. It's just you and Fara that he's got now."

Ibra nodded her head in a sign of understanding.

"Yes, Brother. Ibra..."

*****

Fatih faintly opened both of his eyes. Slightly squeaking, because the light beam just like sharp highlighted his sense of sight. He was shocked when he saw that Fara was hugging Ibra. Her husband and son were asleep next to her.

Fatih removed the blanket from her body. Then she stretches it to cover the body of her son and husband. Rubbing Fara's back, the boy sleeps hugging Ibra with his back. Then she turned to look at her husband who was also asleep.

"Sorry, I've been troubling you, Mas. Makes your sleep uncomfortable." said Fatih then kissed Ibra's forehead.

Then he turned his body to get out of bed. While carrying an infusan pole, not only to get to the bathroom, his hand had already been pulled by Ibra.

"Hh .." sighed Fatih afraid, maybe he would yell if the ghost who was pulling his hand. Fatih Menby, and looked at her husband who was still trying to neutralize her gaze.

"Mas, just be surprised!" yelled Fatih while rubbing his chest.

"Where are you going, baby?" ibra asked in a voice so hoarse.

"You go to the bathroom, Mas." replied Fatih. Ibra nodded and removed Fara from her arms to get out of bed.

"You slept again, Mom. I can be alone."

Ibra shakes her head. "Let me drive you inside! I'm afraid you fell unconscious inside.

Fatih laughed while pinching her husband's cheek.

"I want to go, you'll get excited, ck!" Fatih chuckled, then she chose to end her laughter. He knew the situation was not right if he asked Ibra to joke.

"You don't matter, what matters is that I'm inside, making sure you're okay" Ibra replied as she rubbed her eyes.

Fatih just shook her head and returned laughing.

"Yes, want even diliatin pup?" Fatih held her husband's hand while gnawing the infusion pole onto the sofa.

"Cock sitting down, said you want a pup?" ibra asked as she rubbed her eyes back.

"What the hell are you doing, Mom? How strange is his attitude?" fatih asked, looking directly at Ibrahim's face. The husband could only rub his face rough. He curled back up, cupping his face in Fatih's lap.

Ibra just kept quiet, wanted him to cry but he was reminded again by the words of Kak Intan, if he had to be strong and still give spirit to his wife. For Fatih to feel the same.

"Don't be sad anymore, Mom. I'll follow your will to carry out that therapy."

Ibra looked up and looked at his wife with a smile. "really right? You promise, Bun?" ibra's lips are perfectly raised. The man smiled, revealing clean teeth and gums in his mouth.

Fatih smiled faintly and nodded.

"Calm down, I'll make sure you don't feel any pain at all while you're in that therapy."

Fatih just kept quiet and kept smiling. Ibra did not know if the woman had undergone dialysis therapy three times a few months ago. But he no longer did, first because of blocked funds, and second, the pain he felt when living it.

Vomiting, pain all over the body and shivering. It all became an effect after he carried out dialysis therapy, and his heart was so painful because the Doctor once said, washing blood just to lighten it. Can't make Fatih's Kidney back as good as it used to be.

"I'm sorry, Mother, if Dad's money will be a little drained, because of this disease ..."

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Well bonus again right, this way first yes, God willing tomorrow I will join again

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