HIJRAH LOVE
CHAPTER 18

I looked at my phone screen, as if it was full of doubts. I need to know who sent the flowers. Until I finally tried to dare to contact him and make sure. I pulled a number that said Yulian's name, and then I dared to call him.

"Tulalite..tulalite...! The number you are calling cannot be reached. Try a few more moments!" Just the voice of the operator I heard.

"This heart is agitated, because unlike usual Yulian's number could not be contacted. What's wrong with her? Is he with another woman? But if he loves me, he won't move out of his heart! However, what I saw at that time proved not that he had gotten my replacement, but why did he help me? Uhh...I don't know!" My words are in the mind that feels restlessness.

It has been almost half an hour since Maryam returned to the room. I am still curious about the flower delivery.

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"Oh, it's half an hour! Aisyah must have been waiting for me for too long. Where the queue is blighted again, not as usual." Maryam's grumbling remains trapped inside the nearby Indomart store from the Hospital.

After waiting for a long queue, it was finally Maryam's turn to pay for some of the items she bought. Then, he stepped his foot hurriedly out to head to the Hospital again.

On the way to the Hospital, he saw the figure of a middle-aged mother he knew. I don't know who...?

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"Ihhh.kak Maryam where the hell has not returned as well. I'm tired of being here alone." My grunts have long awaited the arrival of Maryam's sister.

It's been almost an hour since Maryam left me. And finally, he appeared behind the door painted light blue. A little interesting to look at for a moment. Hohoho...!

"Assalamu'alaikum Aisha! Ma'af yes old brother, just now the queue is not as usual kebangetan." Said sister Maryam softly but, yes, a little expressing annoyance behind her veil.

"Wa'alaikumsalam sis! It's okay, don't say that. Patience...!" My reply was to try to change his frustration with a slight joke.

"Astaghfirullah halazim.iya yes deck. Brother, a little how that is." Said Maryam's sister who expressed her frustration.

"Hmm.not the sister who taught Aisyah to be patient!" My lead on Maryam's sister.

"Yes, deck too !" Said Maryam briefly.

"Emm.kak, it's time to pray Dzuhur nih, Aisyah kepengen do it. Can Aisyah? While Ayesha has not been able to stand on Ayesha's feet." I asked Sister Maryam who wished I could do my duty to her.

"Emmm...Aisyah, Aisyah can do it. Even though God was happy when his servant was being tested for his health, he still remembered Him and asked for forgiveness and healing.

Aisyah, you just wash in the obligatory parts, namely the arms, legs and face. But, if Aisyah has not been allowed to be exposed to water, Aisyah can tayamum in the dust of the wall. While Aisyah if not able to stand can sit." Said sister Maryam at length who explained about being allowed to pray when we are really weak.

"Wahh...God is perfect, brother! Then, Aisha roasted, brother. And sister Maryam can help Aisha, can she wear her face?" I asked with a sweet smile.

"Can dong..kakak be ready to help you." Answer Maryam who is filled with enthusiasm.

Finally we do Dzuhur prayer, but we do it in a different place. I sat in the room, while sister Maryam prayed at the Hospital Mushola.

"Alhamdulillah, selelsai also pray." I said that I ended the greeting.

After a few minutes to perform Dzuhur prayer, sister Maryam came back to see me with a middle-aged mother whom I never knew. Don't know, just look at it I never.

"Assalamu'alaikum Aisha!" Said sister Maryam opening the door and stepping foot to enter the room with middle-aged mother.

"Emm.. You mean this mother?" Maryam answered by showing her hand to the mother.

"Yes sis!" My answer slightly shook my head.

"Oh yes, knowin_he is Maria's mother. This mother Mary who has found me and nurtured me since the age of 5 months." Reply sister Maryam explained.

"Huh..mom? What does that mean, brother?" I asked who was still confused.

"Ahh..already, later on brother will tell you the same story. Most importantly, she was my mother. An angel without wings sent to me to help me. Yeah, you eat first." Said sister Maryam.

Yes_want how else, I finally obeyed all the words of Sister Maryam. So full of patience and sincerity in Sister Maryam to take care of me. Thank goodness I was introduced to an older sister who loved me so much.

"Maryam, I'm leaving first, son! After all Aisyah had to rest a lot first! So that his strength recovers and heals quickly. God willing, next time I'll be here again." Said Maria's mother, saying goodbye.

"Oh that's it, ma'am. Yes, already then. Be careful she goes!" Reply sister Marya.

Mary's mother left us who were still in the room. Do not forget to also say hello before coming out of the room, as well as we_we reply to the greetings of Maria ma'am.

"Sister, I'm still curious about the story brother! You want to tell me about Maria's mother?" I asked with a spoiled expression and blinked a few times both of my eyes.

"Emm.no story! Ahh.sook only brother will tell you the same story. Now, it's time for you to take medicine and get enough rest. " Answer Maryam, who disappointed me a little. But what is my day. I can only obey the will of sister Maryam, after all it is also for my health.

"OK then!" My reply is to.

After taking a medicine that I never liked with the smell so sharp, I followed the direction of sister Maryam. By taking a short nap, I was able to recover from my condition which was quite boring to me.

Both of my eyes closed comfortably, my sleep so soundly. Sister Maryam who was beside me also fell asleep, because Maryam's sister who was sleep deprived last night caused her to feel heavy drowsiness.

The clock has shown at 15:00 WIB. We were still asleep with the heat. I don't know what made us this way. Hohoho...!

"Oh my God, have mercy on you!" Said Papa who approached us and rubbed our heads gently.

"Have you come?" Mary asked by rubbing her eyes slowly.

"Father!" I was the one who slowly opened my eyes.

"You're awake!" Say papa with a widened smile.

"Yes pa! Our ma'afin yes pa, we are asleep so do not know papa coming." Said sister Maryam.

"Dear, it's okay if you don't know papa's presence. You guys should rest too. Papa also does not want if you become involved in falling sick because of lack of rest." Papa's reply was full of tenderness.

After my eyes shifted the view that initially looked at my father with sister Maryam, now my eyes were fixed with a parcel that was on the nightstand near me lying down. I don't know what that thing is. I want to take it and find out what it is.

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