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Visit Mr. Baskoro

Arriving at the hospital where Pak Baskoro was treated, Nick, Khalisa, Ustadz Salman and Dira immediately headed for intensive care.

Kyai Abdullah was seen already there sitting with Mrs Amelia, the wife of Mr Baskoro, she said.

"Assynolajet. Mother." Dira is seen kissing Amelia's hand.

Dira also greeted Kyai Abdullah cupping his hands together as a sign of respect.

"Assalamualaikum Madame Amelia." Saya Khalisa, Nick and Ustadz Salman.

"Vaalaikumsalam. Thank you Mr. Nick, Nak Khalisa and Ustadz Salman for coming to see." Lady Amelia looks sad but she still smiles appreciating the guests who come to see her husband.

"So long has it been?" Khalisa sat near Kyai Abdullah after his son and daughter-in-law alternately kissed his hands.

"Near from your arrival." Kyai Abdullah was also sad to see the condition of his best friend Baskoro who returned critically in the ICU room with medical equipment attached to his body.

"Dira, the Mother was called by the Doctor. The doctor explained that your Papa's condition is back to critical. His life chances are 50:50. Doctors have not been able to perform surgery on his brain because of Papa's very high blood pressure and diabetes. The doctor asks us to prepare ourselves in case of the worst." The pias face of Madam Amelia looks more and more sad, looks red and swollen eyes may cry a lot.

Although Dira had hated her Papa but slowly the hatred was lost changing sadness especially at this time the condition of her Papa between life and death.

Dira slowly approached the transparent glass that showed Pak Baskoro lying weakly with all medical equipment unconscious to make Dira's heart melt.

There is regret in his heart why when Allah gave time and togetherness as now when Pak Baskoro was in a critical state.

Khalisa approached, embracing with affection, giving reinforcement to Dira.

"Dira, I am saddened by the condition of your Father, may there be a miracle from God to heal Mr. Baskoro as before. You are strong yes Dira, Mr. Baskoro needs a prayer from your daughter. And there's Mother Amelia right now who's always beside you." Khalisa hugged Dira who was seen shedding his tears.

In the arms of Khalisa Dira spilled his sadness, although the cry was without sound but felt by Khalisa Dira's deep sadness.

Moments later, doctors entered the ICU to examine Mr. Baskoro because he was seen in his heart defect monitor so quickly.

All who came to see there was movement in Pak Baskoro's fingers and eyes that had been closed, open.

"Mas!" Lady Amelia came back crying when she saw her husband.

"Papa is aware Ma'am!" Dira smiled to see the condition of his Papa who had been awakened.

The doctor accompanied by the nurse was still examining Mr. Baskoro.

A moment later the doctor came out to see the family.

"The family of Mr. Baskoro."

"My husband's doctor is aware, can we see him?" Lady Amelia now joined hands with Dira, the two women Baskoro currently owns.

"Mr Baskoro can be found, but do not crowd, just take turns. The patient's condition is still weak post-human so do not be too forced. Please let the family come in." The doctor explained Mr. Baskoro's recent condition.

Madame Amelia and Dira entered near the cage where Pak Baskoro was lying.

"Dira, Amelia, come here." Said Mr. Baskoro to his wife and daughter.

"Mas, Papa." Amelia and Dira are now on Baskoro's right and left, holding his hand.

"Sorry." Baskoro painstakingly said it with his breath still stinged.

"Just take a break, don't talk too much. Me and Dira have forgiven me. We always pray that you will recover quickly." Amelia clasped Baskoro's hand as drops of her tears washed over Baskoro's hand which she smelled.

"Papa must be healed, Dira and Mommy want us to stay together." Dira clasping Baskoro's hand could not hold back his tears.

"I'm happy." Baskoro is seen shedding tears looking at the two women who are extraordinary hearts, wingless angels perfecting Baskoro's life.

"Mas, Kyai Abdullah a friend of Mas and Ustadz Salman his son came to see you. There they are with Mr. Nick and Khalisa, Kyai Abdullah's son and son-in-law." Amelia pointed out in visible view from the glass of the room.

"Call Abdullah and his son." With heavy breathing and stammering Baskoro asked to be called his best friend.

Now in the room Baskoro with the permission of the doctor at the request of Baskoro Kyai Abdullah, Ustadz Salman, Amelia and Dira are seen surrounding Baskoro.

"Don't move a lot of Buses" Kyai Abdullah sat on the edge of Brakkar Baskoro holding back Baskoro's movement to get up.

"Abdullah, thank you."

"You're my best friend Baskoro. I always pray that God will give you healing. Can be back together with your wife and daughter." Kyai Abdullah prayed and encouraged Baskoro.

"Yes, remember, right?"

Seen Baskoro nodding his head.

"Here's my son." Call Baskoro.

Kyai Abdullah changed positions with Ustadz Salman who is now sitting on the edge of the Baskoro cage.

"Ustad."

"Call me Salman." Ustadz Salman grabs Baskoro's hand kissing respectfully.

"Salman's son, is he married?"

Everyone was surprised by Baskoro's words.

"Not Mr." Salman shook his head.

"Will Nak Salman marry my daughter Indira?"

DEG!

All who heard were certainly surprised when they heard Baskoro's sudden request especially he had just regained consciousness.

Honestly, Ustadz Salman does have a fondness for Dira even though he is not 100% sure of his feelings.

Amelia clasped Dira's hand in shock.

The two of them met.

Salman saw Baskoro's gaze that seemed to hold back a father's grief and concern for his daughter.

Ustadz Salman stared at the Abah, with a smile Kyai Abdullah nodded his head giving his blessing.

Ustadz Salman is now staring at Dira, as the two neutrals meet, Dira's hazel eyes are wet and swollen from crying.

"God willing, I want to marry Indira." Ustadz Salman's reply made Baskoro relieved to see a smile framing the pale face.

"Then, I want to see you guys get married. I'm afraid I won't get you married if I postpone it." Baskoro managed to finish his sentence.

This time, it was more surprising for all parties.

Kyai Abdullah approached Baskoro.

"Bas, we're getting them married now. Are you willing to marry both?" ask Kyai Abdullah.

"Help and guide me Abdullah. I want to directly marry my daughter while there's still time." Baskoro's eyes looked so sure.

"Alright, I'll prepare it, Salman communicates to the RS. You were married in series first. The most important thing is SAH in accordance with the Shari'a Agama. Adapaun after just taking care of legality in KUA." Kyai Abdullah gave some instructions so that this impromptu marriage contract can be carried out.

Now everyone seems busy taking care of all the needs of the marriage contract prepared in a lightning and sudden.

Alhamdulillah after speaking to the hospital and given permission.

Ustadz Salman was assisted by Nick, Gusti and Iman.

Kyai Abdullah was seen accompanying Baskoro to lead Baskoro to dhikr.

While Amelia and Khalisa helped prepare Dira as a bride.

"God, I'm so glad that Dira, we're finally going to be brothers. In fact, you will soon be my Sister-in-law." Unceasing gratitude in Khalisa who was so happy with God's destiny that was like a surprise.

"Mother believes Ustadz Salman is a good man and can lead you in kindness. Dear Bismillah, Mother prays that God open this path as one of the blessings given to you." Mother Amelia hugged and damaged the princess' head.

"Mother, Ma'am, I deg - degan. It's too sudden!" It's only natural that Dira feels that way.

"Bismillah. God willing all because of God's permission." Khalisa rubbed Dira's shoulders soothingly.

"Aamiin's." Dira and Amelia both said.