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Dreamtime

Along the way, Hanan and Zahra were silent. Zahra just squeezed out her fingers worried Hanan would scold her.

"Father is angry with me sir" asked Zahra breaking the silence.

"Why angry"

"Because I didn't convey your trust properly"

"Most importantly they're honest, I believe in you anyway"

"Believe with me, since when sir"

"Then you go to school"

"Deg" that's how Zahra's heart seems to stop beating and immediately berbalapan not because.

"Ehhmm, sir, may I ask you something"

"Many can too"

"From my father's attitude to me, I think father ..."

Hanan suddenly stopped his car and pushed Zahra forward.

"Astagfirullah father, could not suddenly not anyway"

"I'm sorry I didn't mean it, you didn't hurt"

"No sir, what is it, there is something wrong with what I said earlier, but it has not finished yet"

"You meant to love you, didn't you?"

"Yes. Since when do you like me, and why"

"So I punish you at school"

"So you approached me because..."

"Right, I love you"

"Deg..It.deg.." Zahra's heart is really not calm and you must know Hanan as well. That was why Hanan stopped his car because the feeling in his heart was not bad.

"But I don't love my father"

"I will wait for you to accept me whenever and until I am gone I will wait for you. I will try to take care of you as much as I can. And I hope you don't stay away from me because of this statement. If you stay away, I will chase you as hard as I can to get your heart. I hope you understand."

Hanan drove his car at a moderate speed.

"We go home or go to the tomb"

"Yes, go home"

Zahra threw her gaze out the car glass. Hanan is focusing on driving the car.

*****

Zahra studied in her room, from the time she returned from school she kept quiet in her room until the eve of dinner.

"Non.. non. dinner used to be non" shouted bi Sari.

Zahra did not come out of her room, she screamed because all the rooms in the house were soundproof so she sat quietly in her room.

Bi Sari tried hard to persuade Zahra until Hanan was amazed by bi Sari who shouted outside Zahra's room.

"Auntie why don't you come in" Hanan said.

"Master's home, here's the bag master"

"Not to be bi"

Hanan tilted her head and looked at the tray that bi Sari was holding.

"That's for Zahra bi, Zahra hasn't eaten yet"

"Not eaten by lunch" sir"

"Here's the tray, aunt's dinner first"

"If you haven't eaten yet, I can't eat you"

"Yes, aunt eat. I'll eat with Zahra. Don't make your aunt sick"

"Yes, sir, thank you very much"

Hanan received his tray and headed to his room to put his bag and suit. Then he took the spare key in his room and headed to Zahra's room.

"Wa'alaikumasalam, you can enter"

"I have a spare key to your room so you can go in."

"But I didn't knock first"

"It's free if I tap or scream. Bi Sari yells you didn't answer"

Zahra.

"Don't mostly daydream, just eat first. Learn it later"

"Sir, I don't want dinner"

"From noon said bi Sari you do not eat, later you are sick and can not take the test loh"

"I said I don't want to, sir. You just eat if you are hungry, I am not hungry" said Zahra with a slightly raised tone.

Hanan took a long breath.

"You're like this because of my statement this afternoon, aren't you? Forgive me if that feeling offends you, but don't you say to the person I believe is it wrong? Well if you think it's wrong, but I can't pull my word. Forget it for a moment and if your heart is willing to accept me then quickly say, I will wait, but not today, but at the right time. Already, now eat first, study again diligently"

"Yes sir, thank you very much for all your understanding to me."

*****

Zahra walked outside towards the living room, as there were guests coming to her house.

"Bi, here drink it let Zahra love you"

Zahra walked towards the living room while looking down and placed it in front of her two guests.

"How are you, son"

Zahra raised her head and looked at the person speaking before her. And he was shocked and moved to see his parents.

"Mama, father, you are here" Zahra said with a smile and hugged the two of them.

"We are always in your heart, son" said the father

"Same father here to say something"

"Same mom just wanted to convey a message. Zahra, you must be filial to your husband now. If you want something, ask him, not to us again, your responsibilities are held tightly by him. Don't let him disappoint you. Mama and I hope you can accept it in your heart, because we believe he is the best for you. Sorry we couldn't visit you for a long time, we said yes, assalamualaikum"

"Where are you going"

Both of Zahra's parents smiled and disappeared like glowing dust flying before Zahra. Zahra just yelled calling her parents.

"Baaappaakk...Maamaaaaaa"

Zahra awoke from her dream with sweat and tears in her eyes. Zahra cried bitterly, Hanan who saw Zahra's room did not yet have a light sign that lights up to him.

"Usually at this hour the room is bright and again at dawn, and still not awake. Is he off? Why am I not calm. Try me in."

Hanan opened the door of Zahra's unlocked room and saw Zahra sitting propped up by the head of the bed hugging a pillow. Hanan slowly walked up to him and sat down beside him.

"Zahra, why are you crying hheemmm.

"Hiks.hiks..."

"Here, stop your crying. ssstttttttt... what's up"

Suddenly Zahra hugged her tightly, Hanan was shocked and fixated on Zahra's attitude towards her.

"Father..hhikkss.pardon me.. hikss.. because I. have not been able to accept the whole father.... "

Hanan stroked Zahra's back.

"Why did you suddenly say that, what dream did you have"

"I dream.. hiks met the deceased people know me.. hikkss... Mr.." he said softly.

He wiped his tears and released his embrace then looked towards Hanan. Hanan looked at it wryly and gently wiped away Zahra's remaining tears.

"What is it, what your late parents told you, can you tell it and tell it"

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Sorry for my readers. Sorry yesterday the author did not up... Sorry for waiting, because the author is busy also preparing for the test next month, please forgive... Please pray yes everyone hopefully can go to class smoothly and without obstacles... Amynn...

Salam

Goddess M