HIJRAH LOVE
CHAPTER 15

The morning atmosphere was so bright. The sunlight entered the room that has now been my bed for a while, Yes_as long as I am still in care.

Actually, I've been feeling terrible at the hospital. But how else, my situation is still not possible to go home. Uppsss I almost forgot, I'm not Papa's real son. It was still so ringing in my ears and felt so crushed when the words momentarily flashed through my brain.

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"How's the doc of my son's condition?" Ask the doctor who made me aware of my daydream.

"*Daughter is fine, just have a lot of rest first in the Hospital for a while*u." The doctor explained.

"Alhamdulillah then. Thanks to doc!" Papa said thank you.

"Yes sir, I'm out first, excuse me!" Said the doctor to us, then left the room and didn't forget to tell me to take the medicine that made me nauseous with its bitter taste. Yes, please be advised from small I do not like drugs.

"Alhamdulillah deck, you have improved. This is also thanks to Yulian who always prayed for you!" Said Sister Maryam with her widened smile.

That's when I was confused what the meaning of the words of Sister Maryam. Why is it related to Yulian?

"What does Maryam mean?" I asked Maryam's sister in curiosity.

"Emmm...do you know not the same with this one brother?" Says Sister Maryam who mocked me and it really made me more curious.

"What the hell is this sister, not funny to know!" My grunts at Maryam's sister.

"Ok, brother ask ma'af. Before you tell me, you can ask Aisyah something?" Ask Maryam seriously.

"Ask what brother?" Answer me by frowning me and making my eyebrows up. Yeah, you guys imagine how my face looks.

"Dear dear isn't it the same papa and sister?" Ask Maryam softly.

"Emmm...Aisha, love you guys. Aisyah also considered Sister Maryam to be my own sister. But honestly, Aisha was sad to hear the words of Sister Maryam with papa at that time. Now Aisyah feels like a nobody anymore and Aisyah feels alone ." I answered honestly by bowing my head and my two teary eyes were finally unable to contain it.

The atmosphere became silent for a moment, because there was only me and sister Maryam who was in the room at that time. And as for papa, he's been let out to get some food this morning.

"Teesss!" My tears are falling down my cheeks.

"Don't cry! Remove your tears of sorrow. Don't feel you're alone. You still have papa and brother. Until anytime, you're still our family. Papa and Sister Maryam love you very much. Remember what I said Aisyah!" Said Sister Maryam while hugging me.

I feel very comfortable being held by Maryam's sister. She is a good sister, I am grateful to have a family that loves me sincerely. Yeah, even though I realized that I wasn't his real brother.

Finally, with a little explanation and words from Sister Maryam I began to understand. And I pray to God to be strong in the face of all the trials I have to face. Including yes, hearing an explanation from papa whether it hurts or.apalah, I don't want to know!

"I don't expect Aisyah to be patient in dealing with anything. Oh right, Aisyah still wants to be someone better?" Maryam asked with both of my eyes and such a serious facial expression.

"Yes, sister, Aisha is still trying to perform a seriqomah!" I replied with a slight smile, but that doesn't mean I'm still in a state of sadness huh! Just because of my circumstances that are still a little weak.

"O Allah, Brother, it turns out that Aisha did not wear a veil and veil? Fortunately, the doctor was a woman and there was only papa and sister Maryam here!" I answered at length while patting my jaw slowly.

"Emm..how is Ayesha? Aisha wants to wear it back?"

"Clearly, sister, Ayesha would wear it. Why didn't you tell me that Aisyah wasn't wearing her hijab and veil?" I grumbled again and again, singing a little of my lips, but I was not angry. It's just, a little spoiled same sister Maryam.

"Hmm..iiihhhh Aisyah, ugly knows that the expression of the sister's face is like that. Later Yulian will no longer want to be with you!" Said Maryam's brother who was teasing me. And if you'd known, Maryam's sister's words made my cheeks blush.

"Ihhh what the hell is sister Maryam. Ah never mind, don't get stuck in Aisyah just!" Reply with shame.

"Ok, okay! Yes, I'm wearing the hijab and veil!" Said Sister Maryam with a small laugh.

After sister Maryam finished helping me in wearing the hijab and veil, suddenly papa came to bring food and some fruits. And really, it feels like I want to eat the fresh fruits brought by papa immediately.

"Assalamu'alaikum unfortunately papa!" Said the father who greeted us and did not forget with a wide smile.

"Wa'alaikumsalam!" Reply to us simultaneously.

"Maryam, you eat first! Let papa who made Aisyah." Speak to sister Maryam by offering the food she brought.

"Tid**do not have to pa, papa just eat first. Aisha let Maryam be the one who won." Reply to Maryam softly.

"Once, Papa and Sister Maryam eat together! Aisha is okay alone. After all, papa and sister Maryam ate it not far from Aisha!" My words interrupted the little debate between my father and sister Maryam.

They finally ate together in this room. Which is not so far away also with where I lay weak. Yes, about 2 meters. Incidentally also this room is a little spacious and there is also a sofa. Yeah, like a little living room. Where is the dining table of papa and sister maryam.

The atmosphere became quiet, because I did not want to disturb papa and sister Maryam breakfast. Honestly, I feel bored just being able to lie in a mattress that is not as comfortable as my mattress at home. And finally I tried to console myself in my boredom by fiddling with my phone which I reached from the top of the nightstand which was not so far from me.

"Oh My God!" I said that I felt surprised, because there were 5 messages from Ms. Laila and some from Aida.

"Assalamu'alaikum Aisyah, how are you doing, son?" Message from Miss Laila.

"Aisha, why aren't you getting a message from mom?"

"Assalamu'alaikum Aisyah, Aisyah is busy again isn't she? Mama wants to meet.

"Aisha, I feel sad if there is no news from you son! Please reply mom's message!

"Aisha is fine, right? I was worried about Aisyah!"

Instantly I felt strange about the messages from Ms. Laila that I thought were so exaggerated. Padahalkan, there is no relationship between us. But to be honest, it also made me grieve over his worries. I don't know, what's the connection between me and Laila's mom. Full of question marks???

Seriate...