WRONG MARRIAGE

286.

Marvelous.

The circle of Hi is filled with a sea of people, the sound of people with shoes and thoughts echoed simultaneously, shaking the hearts of its listeners. Live broadcast on television. Sootan camera is aimed at the sea of humans who are mostly wearing white and skullcap clothes and a matching color hijab. Then the camera leads to security officers from the combined police and brimob who appear to be on standby lined up neatly.

Salawat and Zikir are guided by the famous Bukhori Muslim. He stood on the stage calling for remembrance.

On the other hand, Arkhan is on his way, driving a car at high speed. Every now and then his bead glanced at the clock in his hand. Is it possible he will be late? The only thing that became his goal was to become a qori at the grand event at Zalfa's request. He must not be late, because if he is late, then two important things will be missed in his life, namely the moment where his wife is struggling to give birth to his daughter, as well as the moment of teaching at the request of his beloved wife. So he tried his best to get to his destination.

Several times he honked while overtaking the cars in front. He also had to stop the car for the next time because he had to meet with a red light. He moved his finger over the circular set while waiting at the red light. It felt like he wanted to just break through, but the vehicle in front made him unable to do anything but wait and follow the existing path.

Mary and Ishmael waited at the door of the operating room. Ishmael was standing on his back against the wall with a worried look while praying in his heart. Mary walked down and down the door. The waiting chair that was lying there was useless as it had to be ignored.

Actually Ismail also did not want to leave Tini, his wife who is now at home taking care of her two-month-old baby. He knew that his wife must be bothered to take care of the baby, but Ismail did not want to let Zalfa just wait for Maria. He knew that Arkhan was going to a grand event at Zalfa's request. Ismail called Zalfa and Maria, who was holding Zalfa's bag, answered the phone. Then Mary said everything until Ismail chose to go straight to the hospital with permission from Tini.

Ismail answered a call from Tini when his wife called.

“How is the condition of Zalfa, Mas?” Tini asked across with a worried voice.

“Sedang in operation process.”

“Oh... so Zalfa operated, Mas?” Tini surprise.

“Iya. Pray for the best for Zalfa.” Ismail heard the sound of baby crying near Tini.

“Iya, sure, Mas. May Zalfa and her baby be healthy.”

“Yes already, don't worry too much about us here. Trust me, Zalfa will take care of me. You are well at home yes, take care of our child, I am moved to hear his cries,” said Ismail.

“Ya already, I hung up,” said Ismail then said hello. He put the phone back in his pants pocket. His gaze then turned to Mother Maria who looked anxious while downstream. All the fingers of Mary's hand were clinging to each other and held in front of her mouth, she whispered a sentence that Ishmael did not hear. But Ismail had heard the words at the end of the sentence, ‘Give me my prayers O Allah O Rabb, Thou art Most Compassionate and Most Merciful.’

Ishmael now understood to whom the purpose of the prayer was spoken by Mary.

“Mother Maria!” call Ismail softly.

Mary stopped back and forth, looking at Ishmael. His forehead was clutched and his eyebrows raised, his eyes narrowed.

Ismail smiled faintly, very kindly. He tried to reduce the panic that was experienced by Ms. Maria. “Mother Maria prays for Zalfa, yes?”

“Ya.”

Ishmael looked at Mary's lips, which were even blanched by her panic and anxiety. Ishmael sat on a chair to make Miss Mary follow his movements. And sure enough, Miss Mary unknowingly followed Ishmael sitting in the waiting chair. Ishmael hoped that Mary would be calmer when sitting.

“I am sure God will hear the sincere prayers of his servant, everything that happens has become the will of the Almighty. Enough we pray for the good for Zalfa, and God will determine the end result,” said Ismail.

“Yes. I don't know why I feel so worried. Even Arkhan wasn't here while Zalfa was fighting for his baby.”

“This is already a request of Zalfa. Trust me, God is All-Good.”

Maria smiled faintly. Eventually the loss was slightly reduced.

TB