WHEN I MISS PRAYER

Episode 70 - Searching

In his spare time, Asham opened his social media while leaning on his work chair. Seeing the photos circulating that accidentally appeared photos of his sister along with the women he also knew.

"again on the streets."

Liya's photo along with Asma, Nadia and also Salwa, which read SisterLillah. When tapped once appeared the names of the marked accounts. KanisaO11. His curiosity is not only limited to knowing the account name. His fingers are actively clicking to follow him. The locked account made him even more curious to see the photos uploaded.

Salwa checks incoming notifications. Name of samabdullah92. Salwa ignored and put the phone in her bag.

"i've tagged ya into each other's accounts." Liya.

"Assha." Said a man who came and went straight to him.

"are you nothing ? still nauseous ? your head hurts ?" Farhan asked who picked up Asma.

"nothing, mas. It's even good." Answer Asma.

"yes, I'll take you home. You rest at home." Farhan said, Asma only replied with a smile.

"i go home first, sorry I didn't come to the end. We'll make another appointment sometime." Asthma Vocabulary.

"yes . yes .. we will see again. Take a break, go home. Inget, rest. Don't be tired." Nadia's Message.

"yes." Reply Asthma with a smile.

On the way Asthma changed his mind and did not want to go home.

"i'm coming with you to the hospital ?" Pinta Asthma.

"you're resting at home, baby. Why do I work with you ?" Farhan.

Asthma silently held back her resentment in her heart. Along the way Asthma was silent looking out the window. Arriving in the house Astma directly opened the car door without waiting for Farhan.

"i'm in my own room, you go straight to the hospital." Asma leaves.

"asthma.."

"asthma.."

Asthma ignored her husband's call. The annoyance that appeared made him uncontrollable. Asthma immediately laid her body on the mattress and closed her eyes. Tears that shortly came out after he closed his eyes. I don't know what makes him so eager to join Farhan at the moment.

Farhan, arriving in the study, took off his suit and replaced it with snelli (doctor's white coat/doctor's white coat). Then rest his body in the work chair while thinking about the attitude of his wife who insisted want to come with him.

tut..

"ko didn't get picked up anyway ?" Said Farhan while looking at the mobile screen that read my wife.

Farhan tried to focus his mind on getting back to work until the hour he came home.

The sun goes down, the sky goes dark to indicate the day starts at night. Farhan tidied up his desk and rushed home to see Asthma. Finding a crowded street with vehicles and stuck in traffic jams, Farhan is increasingly agitated and impatient. Asthma has not yet told her how worried she is. Arriving home, two women greeted him with plates in hand, a sign of preparing dinner. Not a sense of happiness, but instead add to the frustration in his heart.

"farhan you just got home ? I'm the same mama again ready for dinner." Obviously Xena while putting the plate on the table.

"ma, which asthma ?" Ask Farhan.

"mama hasn't seen him since." The answer.

"is asthma home ?" Ask Mama.

"farhan to the room first, ma." Said, leaving.

Farhan ran up the stairs to get to the room and met Asthma. When he opened the door, he found Asma still lying in his bed.

"asthma... " Call him while holding his body.

His hands spread to Asthma's face and the heat felt when Farhan held her.

"asma.. honey, wake up, baby." Said Farhan while rubbing his cheek.

Slowly Asthma opens her eyes.

"we went to the doctor, yes, your body is very hot." Farhan.

Asma only shook her head while clasping Farhan's hand. Farhan decided to prepare dinner for Asthma and compress his forehead to let his fever go down.

"last noon the streets ?" Ask Asyam.

"yes, mas. But it was just eating meatballs ajah si, because mba asthma is sick so the others decided not to continue the road." Liya.

"Asma is sick ? what pain ?" Ask Asyam.

"don't know, mas. Maybe catch a cold, yes, because it was nausea." Answer Liya.

"hoo. maybe he's tired." Reply Asyam.

"mmh. I want to tell you a story." Asyam.

"what story ? Liya was ready to listen to me grumbling mas assyam." Liya.

"the best sister." Say Asyam while stroking Liya's head.

"so, just now .. mas see the photo you uploaded."

"liya beautiful, right ?" Candanya.

"yes yes, my most beautiful sister." Reply Asyam while pinching Liya's cheek.

"yes, continue.. " Pinta Liya's.

"keep interested in one of the girls. Mas wanted to take a look at her photo collection, but her account was locked. And. until now follow mas has not been responded." Evidently.

"it must be salwa, right ?" Ask Liya.

Asyam nodded his head and continued to sip warm ginger milk.

"mas is actually serious ?" Ask Liya.

"liya shy you know mas if again collected the same mba salwa. Liya felt it was not good to meet him with a mas attitude that was like hurting him. " Subsequently Liya.

"i feel wrong, mas. Yen biso choose, he will also like the same mas if you know it will be rejected. But hatine chose and set that liking to, mas. Should be able to keep the attitude, mas though mas ndak like sm him." Liya.

"now it's salwa's turn away, mas as if to pursue." Liya.

Asyam was speechless hearing the expression from the younger brother. Sipping his cold milk cup and staring ahead. Perhaps it is too late to realize love is being lived, to feel that something is missing when he does not bother anymore.

"the branch will think again." Saying, lethargic.

"think carefully, before you act. Don't act like it, get away or get close." Firmly Liya who immediately stood up and left Asham.

Liya's annoyance had peaked when she knew there was a desire to approach the woman she had rejected. Shame, and unpleasant feeling kept by him, while meeting and gathering with Salwa. Especially now that Liya has been actively teaching and there is no reason not to meet with Salwa. There was no way he should continue to avoid.

Women as beautiful as Salwa, dear to ignore. Not only beautiful, but also have good character. Hardworking and responsible girl. Courage and courtesy as long as they behave towards their family. Bu Nurlela also wants to make her a son-in-law, if the child opens his heart to receive.

-via telephone

Salwa: asthma ? how are you doing ?

Asthma : Alhamdulillah, it has gone. What's up, sal ?

Salwa: mmmh.. if tomorrow you are happy, we meet yuk ?

Asthma: tomorrow I will tell you again.

Asthma (Farhan): salwa, sorry but it looks like asthma needs rest. I didn't allow him to go outside first. If you have to, you can visit him here.

Salwa: sorry doctor farhan, I'm so annoying. May the asthma heal soon. Assalamu'alaikum's chat.

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