Sincerity of Love JONATHAN
236. Ngajak.
"Thank you, yes, Mom .. have bought Robert biscuits and boxed milk. Robert Iaangg .. very similar Mommyyy ...."
Robert walked into the hospital, hugging Syifa. He seemed happy to have a small bag in his hand.
"Together, son," Syifa replied with a smile.
They both just got back from the mini market. Since morning, Robert did not usually whine asking to go there. So much so that the breakfast is not finished.
Today neither of them went to school because of the holiday, so they could spend a long time in the hospital accompanying Abi Hamdan.
"About ... You're awake yet, Mom? Robert kangen with Opa. Talk to him."
"Hopefully so, son. Mommy misses Opa too."
"Shyifa!" Someone suddenly came calling, and immediately made the footsteps of the two humans stop. Then look towards him.
"Pak Haji ...," said Syifa. The one who called him was Haji Samsul. However, his face looked different as usual which was so barking. This time the old man displayed a gloomy face like no passion for life.
"Why are you in the hospital, Fa, who's sick?" his question sounded pleasantry.
"Abi is sick, sir."
"Hamdan's Ustad?" The man looked a little surprised. "No way, what pain, Fa?"
"Sighs. Then I'm—"
"Si Fahmi also entered the hospital tau, Fa," cut Pak Haji Samsul quickly, when he saw Syifa was about to leave while being pulled by Robert's hand. "Fa .. No, you ask for help from you," he added, which sounded soft.
"Please what Haji?"
'Who is this, huh? I think I've met ... but where?' robert's mind had since noticed the face of Pak Haji Samsul who looked familiar in his vision. And a few seconds later, he immediately remembered who it was. Instantly his lips became curly. He obviously disliked the man. 'Opa this turned out to be the barking Papa Om Fahmi. But what does he really want ... to ask Mommy for help? I don't know how ashamed.'
"Please tell your husband to drop his charges. Free Fahmi from prison, Fa," he asked with pleading.
"Why does my husband have to drop the charges, Mr. Haji? Fahmi's brother deserves punishment."
"Don't you say it's like that, Fa? Did you forget, yeah, you ever wanted to be Fahmi's wife." The look on Mr. Haji Samsul's face looked sad.
"Want to be Fahmi's wife?" Syifa looked strange to hear the sentence that the man had thrown. "Isn't it wrong? I never wanted to be his wife. And I think my business with Fahmi's sister is done, sir."
"Fa! Wait!" Mr. Haji Samsul immediately blocked Syifa's wrist, when the woman and her son were about to leave. "Fahmi since entering the foam is often very sickly. It was poisoning and now he's having a cough."
"What do I have to do with it, Haji sir? There is none!" Syifa was visibly emotional, also immediately brushed off the man's hand violently.
"Yes you must pity him dong, Fa. Your husband should not be selfish, his name is that humans should forgive each other. So let Fahmi be free and live his life. He is young and his future is still long, the time he spent his youth being wiped out?"
"Yes it's own fault" sneered Syifa wryly. "Why is Brother Fahmi so nosy as my husband? He was not wrong but was slandered! Reported to the police! The turn reported back does not even accept! Mr. Haji this should think dong .. introspection! Here the selfish one is Pak Haji and Kak Fahmi! Not my husband!" added angry. Then walk quickly away from there.
'Look at you, Fa! As long as Jojon won't release Fahmi .. I will make your life suffer!' batin Pak Haji Samsul with annoyance. Both of his hands seemed to be clenching strongly.
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Ceklek~
Syifa slowly opened the door to Abi Hamdan's room, then entered along with Robert.
"Assalamualaikum ...," said Syifa.
"Well!!" the boy immediately called when he saw Abi Hamdan sitting on a bed, accompanied by Umi Maryam who was sitting in the chair while feeding him a bowl of porridge.
Immediately, he ran and climbed onto his bed.
"Alhamdulillah ... Abi is awake. How is Abi? What's it gonna do?" Syifa stepped forward with a smile, then gently stroked Abi Hamdan's right shoulder.
"Udah is fine, Fa. It's still a little claustrophobic." Who answered Umi Maryam, because she saw her husband was chewing. In addition, his speech is still faltering.
"Oh that. A little means yes, Umi. It will heal too." Syifa nodded, then pulled her hand down from Abi Hamdan's lap. But the boy shook his head. "Come down, kid! Poor Opamu, he's eating."
"Robert kepengen is sitting here, he's eating Opa, Mom!" reject it.
"But—"
"That's okay, Fa," cut Abi Hamdan quietly, with a small coil.
"Have you called the doctor yet? Make sure to check on Abi?" Syifa looked at Umi Maryam.
"Udah was. I was also examined by the doctor. He said Abi just needs to rest, Fa."
***
In a different place.
"Assalamualaikum Ustad ...." A hijab-wearing woman stepped in through the open gate of the mosque, approaching Ustad Yunus who was mopping on ceramics in front of the terrace of the mosque.
The man who was wearing the peci then turned his head, then looked at him. It turned out that the woman was Zaenab, Bu Ningsih's son. "Greetings," he answered.
"I cooked a lot, Tad. And this is for Ustad lunch. Please accept ...." Zaenab stepped closer, then stretched out her hand that had been holding a plastic basket ever since.
"Thank you, Nab," said Ustad Yunus but did not take the object. "But sorry .. I'm fasting."
"Fasting?"
"Yes." Yeah." Ustad Yunus nodded.
"Then that's for Uminya Ustad."
"But this is troublesome? And how tumben really taste ... You give me lunch all?" Ustad Jonah seemed hesitant to take. But Zaenab was a bit pushy, pulling her hand to hold her branch.
"And I said that. If I cook a lot today, Tad. And from mubazir. What's wrong, huh?"
"Now, no." Ustad Yunus smiled awkwardly. To be honest he and the woman were not very familiar, only knew his name and face. And you could say—ini is their first time chatting. Moreover, Zaenab indeed since still a girl to become—often working in Arabia for a long time. "Thank you, Nab."
"Together." Zaenab smiled sweetly. "Oh yeah, Ustad's tonight no show? It's Sunday night."
"Why, Nab?"
"I want to take Ustad away. My friend is having a wedding tonight, but if I come alone I'm ashamed."
"Don't you have a lot of friends here, Nab? Why not just bring one of your friends?"
"Yes. But I want to take Ustad. Want, yeah, Tad?"
...Cieee Ustad is doing 🤭🤭...