Wife For Faith

Chapter 80

"A-bi, are you conscious?" Fatimah stood up from her chair. She was so happy that she hugged the body of her husband with gratitude.

"Thank God, O God. Thank you for granting my prayers" Fatimah said with a hariu.

The woman did not even hesitate to kiss the pale face of the husband who only resigned when used as an impingement material. Fatimah did not even release a hug on Aiman's body because she was so afraid of losing the man.

"I love you so much, Bi. Please don't get sick! We really can't live without Abi,” pinta Fatimah with a pinched face.

The hand that had been on the side of his body, now began to lift weakly to pat the back of the wife. His lips curved together with a speck of crystal feathers dripping on the tip of the man's eyes.

Pupil Aiman's eyes immediately widened when he saw clearly a figure in white clothes smiling at him. It was Aisyah–istri who had been a few years ago leaving him and his son. Aisyah, is this what you're asking for, honey? If that's true, please take care of us from up there!

However, Aisyah's shadow only came for a while, then disappeared along with the room door that opened from the outside. Maybe he is just this to make sure the condition of the husband, and his family in fine.

"Mother" called Fatimah when she heard the sound of the door opening.

"Son, are you conscious?" Siti who had just arrived immediately ran in. His hand quickly rubbed Aiman's pale face. "Thank you, O God. For You have made my son aware."

Fatimah then stepped aside for a while to let the mother-in-law hug her beloved son. She smiled slightly as she felt her husband's hand not allowing her far away even if it was just an instant. “I stay here, Mas,” he said telling.

"Where's Mas Asa and Ma-ira?" ask Aiman with a slight stutter. His strength had yet to fully recover, especially after quite a lot of blood came out of his body.

Luckily the impact did not make him lose his memory as is common in television. Because this is not a soap opera, but the real world that has just been experienced.

Lt hurts? Obviously pain. Aiman is not a man of supernatural strength who can withstand pain when dealing with sharp objects, or blunt objects that will result in injury.

"They're downstairs, son," replied Siti. He then turned his head towards Fatimah who was removing the crystal round on her face. “You eat first, son. Let Faith be with mom.”

“Fati not hungry– uh, why, Bi?” ask Fatimah when the husband actually tightened his grip.

“Eat, Honey!” his word was weak, but it was enough to explain that Aiman did not accept rejection.

Fatimah wanted to refuse, but looking at the man's eyes as if she did not want to be denied also made him close. Honestly, he did not feel hungry, especially after seeing that both eyelids were already open. The joy of being happy is more than anything.

“Then Fati went down first, yes, Bi, Nek,” said Fatimah to her husband and mother-in-law.

Aiman looked back at his wife's face. "You're going?"

Wasn't he the one who asked Fatimah to eat? Then, why is it his turn now that the wife wants to go and get arrested? It seems that Aiman's head is quite short-lived, resulting in making others confused.

“Abi knows for themselves, right, if they can't if they have to linger in the hospital? But, tomorrow morning umma promise will come again. Can it?” ask Fatimah again.

Aiman is actually not willing if his wife leaves now because there are some things that he wants to discuss together. However, he must not be selfish because there are two small children that must be taken care of by Fatimah. The man finally nodded. “Be careful, Darling!” he said half unwillingly.

Fatimah nodded. However, before leaving, Aiman had already pulled the body of the wife into his arms, and then after that he was gently frowned by the old wife.

“Don't be long to here, Sweetie!”rajuk Aiman with a pinched face.

“Iya, Darling,” reply Fatimah, then reply kiss the top of the husband's head. “Assalamualaikum,” pampitnya to Siti and also Aiman.

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After the departure of Fatimah, Siti now replaces the son-in-law to care for, and care for her only child painstakingly. However, when he wanted to do it, it turned out that all the work had been completed by the woman.

“Bu, can I tell you a story?” Aiman immediately broke the silence when he saw the mother was yawning on her chair. She knew that her mother must also feel tired from taking care of two grandchildren at once.

Siti who was about to close her eyes, became undo her intentions, then approached back towards the child. “What do you want to tell me, Honey?” ask him patiently.

Aiman tried to regulate the heartbeat that suddenly beat quite fast, even though he was not doing things that affect the performance of the heart.

Aiman chose to ignore and he was determined to be honest and would never cover up what was being felt to the mother. Only he is owned by her. The middle-aged woman was already a mother figure, as well as a father for Aiman Baha Baseer.

“I met with Aisyah, Mom,” I got honest.

“Hah, what kind of crazy story is that, Man?” Eyes that had felt heavy and difficult to open, it was now immediately wide. Siti looked at Aiman's face with a clueless look.

“Where have I lied to you, Mom!” elakk.

“Terus .. should I give a wow reaction too?” Situ looks in disbelief, even he sneered at the child's genitals by choosing to go to the long sofa that will be used to rest tonight.

"Rather than thinking of the dead, you should think about how to maintain your marriage!" his suggestion.

Aiman lowered his head and lay to the right where a view of the night sky was visible from the window of his ward. It was enough to make the feeling that had been longing for the figure of his wife to turn moody. Siti did not make herself feel better.

“Actually what is meant by Aisyah's speech?" ask Aiman when remembering his meeting in the dreamland.