Wife For Faith

Chapter 78

"Abi" called Fatimah while she was in the room where her husband was being treated.

The company took Aiman to the hospital on the advice of a doctor. He needs more intensive handling than staying there which is clearly inadequate equipment.

For the existence of Trisa herself, the woman has returned to the office because there is a case that must be taken care of. The woman herself could not resist, much less defy the father's orders. Maybe he will be slaughtered.

Therefore, Fatimah and her family are now in the nearest hospital. The woman who had just arrived hugged her husband. Gratitude, and sadness for the misfortune that befell today is considered a destiny by Fatimah.

"Fatimahs. Here, let Maira be a fat mom, son!" pinta Siti when she saw her daughter-in-law had difficulty hugging her son's weak body.

"Nitip yes, Mom!" Fatimah without a fight gave Maira's small body into the grandmother's sling. She wanted to take care of her husband wholeheartedly. Doctors have also warned that young children cannot stay in the hospital for too long.

If the woman is in the hospital, Khumaira and Hassan will be at home with her grandmother. Take turns with the in-laws too.

"Abi, what exactly is going on? Why would something like this happen to you?" ask Fatimah with a sad face.

The hand of the mother of one child was above the dense hair of the husband. He looked so attentive, no matter what was happening to Aiman. The man who served as the husband, as well as the father of his son.

"Looking at your situation like this reminds me of the first time I visited you in the hospital, Bi. Honestly, that time never imagined in my mind would be in a position like now. To me, you used to be very unlikely to be the man who would be my old companion" she recalled, with a small smile.

"But who would have thought fate would say otherwise" he continued with a smile, "we are bound by what is called marriage. Isn't that so funny, BI?"

Fatimha continued to chatter tirelessly. The woman deliberately did this because she did not want to be surrounded with nothingness in the first-class room where there was only herself and her husband.

"Pig. If you work with you, it makes you get wounds like this . would not it be better if we just live as it is. We take care of the boutique together, it must be much more exciting" proposed Fatimah with all kinds of brilliant ideas. However, he was sure Aiman would never agree to this.

His faith and self-worth are hard to touch.

The pale face was still closing its eyes as if the man did not want to see his wife again, along with his two cute children. Counted already 6 hours Aiman fainted, but until now there have been no signs of rumination.

Siti has even brought Khumaira and Hassan home. He promised to come again at night because the baby still needs the attention of his mother.

Therefore, Fatimah makes the best use of her time now. From cleaning the body of the husband to the sidelines of the skin that is quite difficult to reach until clean.

"It feels like this time I'm doing this, Bi. And it turns out you have very smooth skin. In fact, it's usually guys' skin, right, a little rough. But, look! My husband is so soft and clean." Fatimah spoke alone as if the man lying weak would answer all the ravings of his wife.

"You know, Bi. Today Mas Asa is getting a hundred marks for maths lessons. Isn't that cool?" ask Fatimah exited, while wiping between the fingers of the husband's hand.

"And for the first time Maira can lie on her own, Bi. You will be very surprised to see it. Siti's grandmother just clapped her hands, so happy," the story until unconsciously shed tears.

Fatimah pulled something out of her nose. "Wake, Bi! Let's go through days like yesterday. Don't be sick for too long, Bi. I'm afraid you'll forget me."

Fatimah had refrained from crying. However, no matter how much the woman holds up, all will lose with the longing to see the husband Kemabli open his eyes to be able to chat with family.

When Fatimah was crying beside the bed her husband was lying weak, she could feel a movement. "Abi ... are you aware?"

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