MARRIED TO MY TEACHER

MARRIED TO MY TEACHER
CHAPTER 35


CHAPTER 35


"Sorry sir, please come with me in," the young woman's sister asked. Lagsung Putra nodded without answering the sister's words.


The Sister brought the Son into the operating room, and told the Son to persecute and worship his children who were not far from where Cici was.


The son approached Cici after he asked permission from the doctor who was in the operating room. Because the Son had finished preaching and worshipping his children, and the doctor invited the Son to come closer to Cici.


"Darling, you have to wake up quickly? Look at the baby we are above the world, dear. He is very similar to you, and so am I, dear" the Son told Cici, kissing his wife's hand. Without realizing it, his tears fell from his eye pelup that he had been holding since.


Within thirty minutes the Son came back out, while the child was heated in the incubator for a few days because, they were born not in time.


An hour later, Cici was taken to his room, although he is now in a coma. But, it was all a request from the Son so that he could see the development that the wife would go through.


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A week had passed, there was no sign of the woman's awakening. The son continued to pray so that the wife quickly realized from his coma. It has even been one week that the appetite of the Son is reduced. His body also looked a bit thinner than the previous one.


The twins were removed from the baby's heating incubator. Now they are near their Oma. The baby has not been given a name by the Son even though Nini and Mila have offered a good name for the grandson. But, the Son did not agree with the name given by their Oma.


"Darling, look at these cute twins" said the mother but, there is no word from the Son who continues to stare at the pale face of the wife. The son hasn't stopped crying since his wife was declared in a coma by a doctor a week ago. Even his world feels shattered handsome presence of a woman who is always chatty every day.


"Honey," Nini who touched the child's shoulder.


"Ehh, yes Ma, what's wrong?" asked the surprised son. She didn't realize her mother had called her that day. Indeed he was, a tug in his mind about the wife who never opened his eyes. Sad, that's how that guy feels right now.


"Look at your babies, baby, they're very funny" Nini told Putra. Take him to the cot which is not far from Cici's whereabouts.


The son saw his three little babies who were sucking their thumbs. The three of them were sleeping because they had been milked by their two Oma.


"Darling, who would you like to give them a name?" ask Mila with a smile.


The son seemed to think, he was also confused about what name to give the three of them. Because he never thought if the child born from the stomach of his wife of three people.


"First I will love the name of Abdul Hamid Shamil, which means Servant of Allah who is most praiseworthy and thorough. My two daughters will be named Lathifah Mumtazah, which means special gentle woman, while the last is Abdul Karim Syamil which means Servant of Allah who is all-noble and all-round," replied the Son with a smile while looking at the three tiny babies who were sleeping fast. Why all of a sudden it was thought of by the Son. It seemed that the name was very suitable for his three children.


"Good names, dear" Praise Nini and Mila in unison, smiling at the granddaughter.


Day after day has changed with weeks, even weeks have changed with the moon. It has been a year Cici was in his coma, but until now there has been no sign for the woman to wake up.


Cici was admitted to the Putra residence because, it is impossible if he continues to go back and forth to the hospital. Her twins are starting to grow up. They can also sit, and stand with the help of the wall, even for the birbicapun they have begun to be able to.


"Honey here playing with Oma yuk?" invite Nini while stretching her hands to the three grandchildren who are standing with the help of the living room sofa.


"Mmaa," said Lathifah, smiling at the faithful oma who spread her arms wide.


"Come here with Oma, honey," call Mila who just came.


"Ehhh, there is Oma Mila," Nini said while referring to the newly arrived Mila. The woman seemed to be smiling with the arrival of her iron.


Hamid, Karim and Lathifah crawled to the new oma. Mila indeed every day came to visit the princess and her three little grandchildren. Mila never missed a day not to come to the house of the son-in-law, she knew that caring for three babies at once would not be easy. Even sometimes Mila also stayed at his house to help him keep the grandson at night.


Mila holds Lathifah and Hamid, while karim is carried by Nini. They took their three grandchildren to a room on the second floor. In the room there are various kinds of toys bought by Putra and Nini and Mila.


"Ni, I'm going to Cici's room for a second huh?" mila's permission was immediately nodding back by Nini.


In the princess's room, Mila sat beside Cici who was lying helplessly. Her once bloody face was now not the slightest blood visible on her smooth face. Even that face looked pale. Like a living corpse.


"Honey, how long are you going to be like this? Get up, see your three children are longing for your affection, son," said Mila while kissing the child's forehead. Even tears had seeped from his eyes. He really couldn't see his daughter like this.


Every time Mila saw her daughter, she always looked at the worrying conditions for her daughter.


"Hopefully wake up soon, son? Mother hope you listen to Mother's words. Mommy misses with a smile that always adorns your little lips, son, hyks hyks," said Mila then, out of the room of the princess. Traces of tears coming out.


"Mas, to Cici yuk's house? I want to see the situation, and also Cici's baby," Lili asked while holding Lisa.


"Dear, let's go at ten, shall we?" replied Gilang who was immediately nodded by Lili.


The clock on the wall had shown ten o'clock in less than five minutes, Lili and Gilang had finished getting ready as well as the beautiful little baby.


"Yok Mas," asked Lili who was already in the doorway.


"Dear, wait a minute" replied Gilang who had just finished wearing his shoes.


About half an hour, they arrived at the Son's residence.


Gts ... Gts ... Gts ...


The door of the Son's house was knocked by Lili, and out came a middle-aged woman who was none other than Nini. Nini had just come from the kitchen to fetch milk for her three grandchildren. Hearing the sound of knocking on the door, Nini rushed to open it.


"Assalamu'alaikum, Auntie," said Gilang and Lili serempal. Kissing the back of the woman's hand alternately with reverence.


"Wa'alaikumsalam Son, come on in?" take Nini in kind.


Gilang and Lili followed Nini from behind. They sit in the living room, while Nini goes to the kitchen to get water and snacks for her daughter-in-law's best friend.


The milk brought by Nini was placed on the living room table. After a while, Nini returned with two glasses of juice along with one jar of snacks using a tray.


"Please drink, son?" tell Nini to be friendly.


"Yes Aunty," replied Lili with a smile as well.


"It's the same Oma, honey," said Nini taking Lisa from Lili's lap.


Nini takes Lisa to the twins room, and leaves Gilang and Lili in the living room. In the room, the twins were playing with Oma Mila.


"Darling, look who's coming?" said Nini to his three grandchildren who play cool.


Lathifah crawled towards the Oma who was standing in the doorway with Lisa. While Hamid and Karim, they stay focused with the toys they hold.


"Maa ... Maa," call Lathifah by pulling Nini's pants.


Nini was holding the lifefah, and also Lisa, they looked so happy when in the carrying of the Oma. The two babies were very happy to be treated like this.


Living room


Gilang and Lili were sipping their respective juices. Sometimes they feed the snacks in front of them in turn.


Clamps ...


The entrance opened, and there appeared a very young man, who else if not the Son, their teacher while still in High School.


"Assalamu'alaikum," said the Son when he saw Lili and Gilang.


"Wa'alaikumsalam, sir," they answered in unison.


The son joined the two of them in the living room while telling a story. Fifteen minutes had the Son sitting together with Lili and Gilang.


"Mas, sir I saw Cici first huh?" pamit Lili to Gilang and Putra were immediately nodding by the two of them.


Lili sat next to Cici's bed. Looking at that pale face. The face that used to look very cheerful and bloody, but now everything had turned pale. There was no bloodline on his friend's face.


"Ci, how long have you been like this? Don't you miss the kids? Wake up dong Ci. You don't miss your husband either. Look he's been getting thinner since kamh noona Ci. Don't you feel sorry for your husband, Chi. Get up quickly" said Lili who spoke to Cici who was still in a coma on her bed. Even if he knows your best friend won't answer, at least he knows if he can hear you.


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