Honey For Amira
The crying of a mother

Amira was shocked when she heard Farhan's words. Amira then blocked Farhan's two hands and removed them from his face.

"What does Abi mean?" tanya Amira looked at Farhan fixedly.

"I mean Abi, if Abi has two wives, if one of Abi's wives is sick like this, one wife will be able to take care and accompany if Abi again works. If Umi is like this, then Abi can tell Zia to take care of Umi," Farhan explained.

"What! Zia?" Amira was shocked when Farhan mentioned the woman's name.

"Yes. Abi will invite Zia to stay at our house. To accompany and keep Umi at home during Abi work.

Amira breathed deeply. Not happy Amira even more upset with her husband. Farhan is indeed a sucks husband and never sensitive to his wife's feelings.

"You want to take Zia to our house? I don't agree with you" said Amira.

"Why?" Farhan looked at Amira fixedly.

Why, he said? why the hell, this guy never sensed my feelings. Which woman tries who can live with her honey. Has Mas Farhan gone mad, willing to mix me with Zia in one roof, "inner Amira.

Farhan smiled.

"Yes, if Umi doesn't agree. Abi will not be maksa. Let Zia stay at her grandfather's house. If not, then Zia I'll take her to stay at my mother's house."

"As far as you are. I did allow you to remarry, but I did not allow you to bring your new wife to live with me. In our house."

****

This afternoon, a car was parked in front of Farhan's ustadz house. After the doctor had allowed Amira to go home, Amira finally returned home with Farhan's rental car.

Farhan got out of the car. He then walked open the car door for his wife.

A man also got out of the car. He seems to be the one who owns the car. He also approached Farhan and helped Farhan to get Amira out of the car.

The man took down Amira's wheelchair. Farhan then carried Amira's body and sat her in the wheelchair.

Before entering the house, Farhan looked at Mr. Darto the car owner.

"Sir Darto, thank you very much for the car" said Farhan.

Mr. Darto smiled.

"Yes Ustadz Farhan. You're welcome."

Farhan took two hundred bills and gave them to Pak Darto.

"Receive Mr. Darto this money. I only have this kind of money to rent a car."

Mr. Darto smiled.

"Well, a lot of ustadz. Don't do much. Fifty thousand is enough to replace gasoline."

"It's okay Mr. Darto. Take it." Take it."

"Don't ustadz. Don't need. I sincerely help ustadz really."

"Duh, I'm not good Mr. Darto."

Farhan took his wallet. He then took fifty thousand dollars.

"It's for the gas money. Take it. Don't refuse. Not good for sustenance."

Mr. Darto smiled.

"There's a lot of ustadz."

"Yes. You're welcome."

"I brought you the bag, ustadz."

"Yes Mr. Darto."

Farhan then pushed Amira's wheelchair into the house. Meanwhile, Mr. Darto, brought Farhan's bag to the house.

"Assalamualaikum" said Farhan and Amira simultaneously.

Laila and Novi approached Amira. They seemed happy to welcome Amira.

Amira looked around.

"Fauzan...! Fauzan..!" exciting Amira.

"Where is Fauzan. Why the house is so quiet like this," said Amira.

Farhan, Laila, and Novi stared at each other. They are confused to explain to Amira that Fauzan is dead.

Amira looked at Laila and smiled.

"Where is Fauzan Laila?" ask Amira.

Laila quiet. Confused to answer. Laila turned her gaze to Pak Darto. He then approached Mr. Darto.

"Sir Darto, this is Umi's bag?" ask Laila.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Here want Laila to take it to the room" Laila took the bag in the hands of Mr. Darto.

"Yes, if you'll excuse me. Assalamualaikum."

"Wa'alaikumsalam."

"Where is Fauzan Bi! is she at mom's house again? why Uminya came home, Fauzan was not invited to welcome Uminya," said Amira.

Amira seems to have missed Fauzan a lot. Even though he knows his current condition. He couldn't possibly hold Fauzan for quite some time.

"Amira, let's sit there first. I'll clear it all up" whispered Farhan near Amira's ear.

Amira just nodded

Farhan then continued pushing Amira's wheelchair into the living room.

After that, Farhan threw his body on the sofa in the living room. So did Novi and Laila. They also sat down to blend in with Farhan and Amira.

"Amira, you have to be strong, Amira, you have to be patient" said Farhan suddenly.

Amira knitted her brows. She did not understand her husband's words.

"Amira, actually Fauzan is no longer with us."

"meaning?" ask Amira.

"Amira, Fauzan is dead" Farhan explained. He wouldn't have possibly lied to Amira continuously.

"What!" Amira's tears were shed immediately upon hearing Farhan's words.

"Maybe it is not. This is all impossible. Fauzan is unlikely to die. You're the one who said that Fauzan at home was fine and he suckled with formula."

"But Fauzan is dead. He died after the accident Mi." Farhan reaffirmed.

Hiks..hiks...

"So, you've all been lying to me. Why are you guys the same with me. Hiks..hiks..."

"I'm sorry Abi ya Mi. Because Abi has lied to Umi," said Farhan while holding Amira's hand.

"I'm sorry Novi is too. Novi also has been lying to Mbak," Novi said.

"I'm sorry, too, Umi. We didn't really mean to lie to Umi. But we don't want Umi to be sadder" said Laila.

Everyone is already compact will not tell Amira until Amira's condition improves.

"But you shouldn't lie to me like this. You guys are so bad, you lied to me. hiks...hiks ..".hiks .."

Amira could no longer stop her crying. She cried so much in front of her husband, sister and son.

Ring ring ring...

Moments later, Novi's cell phone rang out. Novi immediately raised a call from his mother

"Hello Ma'am. Assalamualaikum."

"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. Nov, how's Amira, not home yet?"

"Udah Ma'am. Just nyampe. Mom wants to come here? mama is already at her house. We're in the middle of the room now."

"alright. I'm going there now."

"Yes Mom. We wait for Mom "

"Yes." Yeah."

"You want your father to come here too?"

"Your father is still in the fields. He hasn't come home."

"Oh, yeah. Come here yourself, ma'am."

"Why are you thinking now?"

"Again..."

"Again what?"

"Oh, I see for myself"

"Yes, I want to go there."

"Yes Mom. Assalamualaikum"

"Wa'alaikumsalam."

Novi then disconnects his phone line. After that he looked at Farhan.

"Who's Nov?" ask Farhan.

"From mom."

"What did he say?"

"Say he's coming here."

"Oh..."