Wife For Faith

Chapter 1 The Passage

The sound of crying babies in a delivery room makes the doctor, nurse, and also the father feel bad. The first cry of the male-sex baby was able to make their hearts and minds all feel relieved. However, one thing that all of them miss is the state of the mother.

The woman who had just given birth a few seconds ago was seen enduring pain in her central core area. However, he tried to hold back because he did not want to make the atmosphere that was once full of happiness was worried, especially when he saw the expression of the husband who was full of joy.

"Mas." Such a weak call resuscitated the figure of a man who was crying when he saw his first child born in this world. Where their wait is long enough to see his little hero see the world.

"Yes, Honey. How are you doing? Is everything okay?" The face really implies great happiness even though there are tears that wet the cheeks. "Our son is born, my dear. He's a hotshot and very similar to his mother, like you, Dek" he added in a hoarse voice.

The woman named Aisyah then nodded weakly. A faint smile was engraved on his pale lips. Tired and sick after giving birth does not discourage him to feel the euphoria of their happiness. "Yes, as you can see, Mom. Pain, but relief at the same time."

"I'm sorry, Deck. Because it can't replace your pain. I wanted to ask God to give you your pain for me" she said. "But,"

"Hush! It doesn't have to be like that, Mom. With like this, I feel like I've become a perfect mother" Aisyah cut off with a shake of her head. Honestly, his body was already feeling weak and was eager to close his eyes.

"Who's our son's name, Mas?" ask again, while holding back tears in his eye pelukan.

Aiman Baha Baseer is a husband figure who is alert and also religious. The age of their marriage which reached the number 3 is enough to pass the time of considerable exploration. However, with all the humility and religion that underlies their marriage makes the couple can pass it well.

As is the case with heredity. After 3 years of marriage and many received bad talk from out there, Aisya finally got pregnant. During the cravings the husband is so alert and always obey all the wishes snag wife. Not to mention the family and the in-laws.

After 9 months carry a big belly everywhere. Born their hero today who is male. Of course, it brings great happiness in their lives.

Aiman Baha Baseer himself is a teacher in a government agency in saying religious science, aka a teacher in a High School as a Teacher of Religion.

Aisyah Siti Khumaira is also a teacher. It's just that he taught in an Elementary School. Their meeting went so fast. There is no courtship, but rather they are arranged and do ta'aruf for a few months only, before the wedding.

Their own age was only 3 years where Aisyah was 27 years old, while Aiman was 30. Although still young, but Aiman himself is a Cairo graduate in Fiqh science. His parents, who were ordinary farmers, wanted his son to become Ustadz to send his son to a faraway place.

In addition to being a teacher, Aiman himself also became a Chairman of the DKM (Council of Council Committees) in the housing complex he lived in. Although still young and knowledgeable, does not make Aiman high-hearted. He continues to study and learn, especially now that he has a wife.

His responsibility also increased. Plus he was blessed with a son who was so similar to his mother–Aisyah. Smile was again reviewed, then peeked the top of the head of the wife covered with a cloth called a veil.

"Hassan" he said with a smile. "Hassan Baha Baseer is our son's name, honey. Do you like it?" ask with haru.

The woman nodded haru. "I want to see our son, Mas" he asked.

Aiman also nodded. He then spoke to the doctor and Alhamdulillah was allowed. However, because her child was being cleaned by the sisters so that made them have to wait for a moment.

Aisyah simply winked a weak eye to answer. It felt like to take a breath, he was unable to. 'Yes, God. Please servant want to see servant's son first. Don't take my life, ' she said in her heart, tearful.

Aiman thought that Aisha was crying because she was happy without knowing that she was praying for strength. Perhaps if he knew, that man would definitely not allow for Aisyah to think a no-no.

"This please her son in the adzzanine, sir!" The sister handed Aiman and Aisha's first son into her father's arms.

"Thank you, Sus." Aiman could not cover his happiness anymore. He shed tears. However, hurriedly remove it. He then faced towards the qibla to punish the right ear of his son, then Iqamah in his left ear.

Aisyah herself could not hold back her tears either. She felt lucky to have a husband and father as alert as Aiman. "Mas," called him after seeing their son finished in the adzanin by the father.

Aiman drew near and showed the face of their son to his wife. "How, Honey? Is our son handsome?" ask her when bringing her son's body closer to the mother.

"Very handsome. Like her father," praise Aisyah sincerely.

"Hassan, it's mom. Can you hear my voice?" Aisyah's voice began to sound weak and it was realized by Aiman–suamiinya. "Be the son of Sholeh and be devoted to your religion. Don't deny who your God and Prophet are. Be a child who can help people. And make your father and mother proud!" Do it seriously.

Aiman assures his wife's prayer. However, after that she gave her son to the nun for seeing Aisyah having a seizure. The midwife immediately checks the patient's condition.

"Dear, what's wrong with you? What the hell's going on? Which part hurts? Please tell me to know what I can do?" The question was only answered by a thin smile and Aisyah's tight grip.

The woman shook her head and simply told her husband to come closer. "Take care of our son, Mas" he said with a sigh. "To-long, lead me, Mas!"

Aiman's feelings were uncertain, even tears of happiness would come their son, now turned into tears of fear. Fear of losing his beloved wife. Afraid of not going through his old age with his wife. And fearing the fate he would face after this.

"Why are you talking like that, Dek? We have to raise our children together. Didn't you promise to live with me?" Aiman clasped his wife's hand so tightly as if he didn't want to lose his wife

Aisyah shook her head weakly. He really is like death. He opened both of his eyelids and stared regretfully and hopefully. "To-long, Mas!" the door withstood the pain.

After that, Aiman had no choice but to recite. He led Aisha to recite the creed for the last time. Even though in stammering, but the woman was finally able to finish it.

The breath of Aisha stopped. The heart also stops beating. Leaving a cry from the baby and husband. The room that had been filled with happiness, now turned into sorrow.

"Innalilahi wainnailaihi rajiun." The lips quivered as they let go of the woman he loved. Her tears are already countless again, pah today. However, when he heard the cry of his son, he immediately tried to be strong.

"Honey, wait for us in Heaven. May God put you in the best place!"