WHEN I MISS PRAYER

Episode 33 - Love Mother

"bang assyam.." Sapa Ainun's.

"others, are you here ?" Ask Asyam.

"yes, bang. It just so happened that this way, so all of you stopped by." Answer Ainun.

"well, but I want to teach." Asyam.

"nothing, bang. I just want to say hello from Papa. Papa invited a big bang for dinner." Ainun.

"when ?" Ask Asyam.

"saturday, bang." Answer Ainun.

"all right, God willing, I am coming. There seems to be no activity." Asyam.

"ka assyam - ayoo naji." Say two little men whining on both arms of Asham.

"yes, come on, we're ready." Continue the one boy.

"well, I'm sorry ainun I have to go in." Asyam.

"yes, bang assyam. I say yes. Assalamu'alaikum." Ainun.

"wa'alaikumussalam."

Asyam stepped inside accompanied by two small children who looked happy to welcome him. Have prepared several circles with filled by the teachers of each. Each circle contains according to the grade level. Except for Junior High School and High School, they are not as many as children. Usually Nadia teaches Junior High School and Asthma teaches Senior High School. But not infrequently also they combine groups if one of them can not attend teaching. Like this time, when Asthma was lying in a coma in the hospital. Many prayers are said for asthma, especially from the students who miss his presence.

After work, Ustadz Hasan went to the hospital with his wife. I can't wait to find out about the princess. Wishing a miracle to approach his beloved daughter when she was tired.

Longing haunts the moments Asthma welcomes her after the tiredness of the outside world. Home is the best place to go home. The house inside there is a warm welcome, the house inside there is a person waiting for his presence. It is now a quiet, quiet home, with no joking and laughter. Let alone the jokes, laughter, smiles were not there because the house was currently uninhabited.

Ustadz Hasan and Mother Zulfah spent more time with the princess in the hospital. Although you can keep watch alternately, but for what at home. A house that seems warm, but feels cold without the presence of a warm family. Hospitals that look cold, but in fact more warm because of the presence of the figure of loved ones.

Although this test comes because of the love of God, but it feels like this test also quickly passed by changing with the Love of God in other ways.

"dad, drink the tea first." Mother Zulfah said presenting a cup of tea to Ustadz Hasan who was sitting on the sofa while looking at Asthma.

"when can we hear the sound of asthma again ? I miss you so much." Reveal it with sadness.

"we all want it, too, Dad. All we can do is be patient and keep praying." Sahut Mother Zulfah.

"last afternoon friends from the mosque visited asthma. They miss me too." The Mother of Zulfah.

"dad." Call him while holding Ustadz Hasan's arm.

"what's up, mother ?" Ask Ustadz Hasan while putting a cup of tea.

"mmh, I still remember about Farhan's doctor asking for asthma right ?" Said Mother Zulfah.

"meaning ?" Ask Ustadz Hasan.

"on what basis should I consider it ?" Ustadz Hasan asked.

"well, the mother observed, the fingers of asthma was always responding with the touch of Farhan doctor. It may be a sign that asthma is opening the heart and accepting it." The Mother of Zulfah.

Ustadz Hasan was silent.

"last afternoon Farhan's doctor examined the state of asthma, the results were the same. Asthma fingers move again, even more than that. Asthma had opened her eyes and took a deep breath, although it was exhausted it was unconscious again. But his heart rate's back to normal." The Mother of zulfah.

"Allahu Akbar.." Ustadz Hasan.

"this doesn't happen to your father or mother, right ? either it's a sign or it's just a coincidence, yeah. Asthma fingers move only to farhan doctors and farhan doctors also ask about asthma." The Mother of Zulfah.

"he can't possibly know who's asthma, right, bund ? he's his niece ustadz rehan, where maybe this big thing his family doesn't know." Ustadz Hasan.

"maybe, dad. Maybe Farhan does not know the figure of asthma, he just knows the name of asthma as a candidate for it." Reply Mother Zulfah.

"jas, I'm resting first. If you want to eat, the food is on the table. Mother let's go out for a while.." Said Mother Zulfah.

"oh yeah, tonight we're asked to see Farhan's doctor." Continue Mother Zulfah before opening the door and stepping out.

"dad." yeah." Ustadz Hasan.

Mother Zulfah sat on the edge of the garden, just breathing fresh air to calm the mind. His heart was so certain to present Farhan in Asma's life. But the decision that will be taken without the knowledge of Asthma, will produce good results ? Will Asma agree when she comes to her senses and accepts Farhan's completely unknown presence ?. Wedding preparations that have been done far away have also arrived before the eyes. Either have to face all that if the wedding is not so held. Want to be angry, especially to the groom-to-be. But the happiness of Asthma is more important to him. Better Mother who bears shame than to sacrifice the happiness of the princess. Very disappointed, annoyed, sad, all the flavors mixed when. Coupled with the state of Asthma that is still lying weak.

"if asthma were with you, you could see your smile and hear your voice, you would be stronger to deal with this, son. But mother feels this is also better with you who are unconscious, so that you do not share and feel it, dear. Mother believes this is the best path God has set for asthma. After all, asthma is still a very dear princess." (Mother Zulfah).

Time kept turning, the clock showed 20:00. Mothers Zulfah and Ustadz Hasan had been waiting for a call in front of Dr Farhan's room. Sitting side by side, holding hands, as if strengthening each other. No one knows that behind a body that looks strong there is a heart that is being broken, so fragile with the state of the child.

"families miss asma." Call sister.

Zulfah and Ustadz Hasan sat opposite Farhan's doctor. Hearts while hoping to get some good news.

"good night, sir, ma'am." Farhan.

"night, doc." Reply Mother Zulfah.

"i'd like to convey the current state of asthma." Farhan.

The mothers of Zulfah and Ustadz Hasan stared at each other, filled with questions, what news would Farhan tell them. Hope this time will be destroyed as before, the current news will still remain the same as before.

"how, doctor is my son's condition ?" Ask Mother Zulfah.

"is there no way that asthma can be sober from its coma ?" Ustadz Hasan opened his voice.

Doctor Farhan silently looked at the two, two faces that looked hopeful for the recovery of the princess.

Seriate....