Degrees of My House

CHAPTER 107

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"Isn't Abi how Umi had to fend for herself giving birth to Sister? Do you know how Umi got sick giving birth to a sister without a husband? While here Abi accompanied Abi's young wife,"

DEG

Ibra's heart seemed to be separated from where he heard Al mention the word Adik. A sister?

"Sister?" ibra's murmur can still be heard by Al. Ibra smiled wryly in her tears. How foolish he was to have been lied to by Dee.

"But Umi said that it was Umi's miscarriage, dear," Ibra told Al.

"That's because Abi is already evil with Umi!" al to Ibra. The boy's tears had even soaked his upper shoulder.

"Al, I'm sorry Abi, son," said Ibra.

"I'm sorry if Al didn't become Sholeh's son like Abi wanted. Al was very disappointed because of Abi. Abi who Al made a role model turned out to always hurt. Does Abi know one thing?" ask Al to Ibra.

Ibra shook her head slowly. His eyes kept staring at his son's eyes.

"We're so happy to live without Abi!" al was firm.

After saying that, Al ran out of the canteen leaving them all behind. Mr. Anton saw Al go directly after the boy.

And Ibra? He was still fixated on what Al said. We are so happy to live without Abi. Al's words were always ringing in Ibra's ears.

"AAKKHS!" ibra yelled at the cafeteria floor many times. No matter how many people there were, the one Ibra needed at this moment she let out her anger on herself.

Kevin and Alan who saw that immediately walked up to Ibra. "Ib, I've Ib. Lo can hurt himself Lo," said Kevin prevents Ibra's actions.

"Gue really failed, Vin. I'm jerk! I'm evil! I'm stupid! I'm devastated, Vin," said Ibra with tears.

"Ib, you're failing, you're a jerk, you're a bad guy, you're a fool. But there's no point in you hurting yourself like this. Don't give up, Ib. It's time for you to fight everything. Come after Al" Alan advised Ibra. Kevin and Agam were silent. They don't know what to do.

Ibra. "Lo's right, I have to fight Al and Dee again" Ibra said. After that Ibra stood up and ran out of the canteen. The goal is currently the center of the race. Because soon the race will be continued.

Ibra arrived at the activity site. He saw the participants of the race had sat neatly with his accompanying teachers in the seats that had been provided. Ibra circulated her gaze looking for Al's whereabouts. Of the many participants in the race, Ibra did not see his son at all. Ibra decided to wait there until the activity was over.

While in the male toilet, Al cried in the arms of Mr. Anton.

"Hiks, Al didn't sin by yelling at Abi, did he, Mr. Principal?" ask Al to Anton.

Mr. Anton shook his head. "Al just conveys what is in Al's heart. That's not wrong. Is it now calmer?" ask Mr. Anton.

Al nodded in agreement with Mr. Anton. "Can Al borrow my phone?" ask Al.

"For what, Al?" ask Mr. Anton.

"Al wanted to hear Umi's voice" Al replied. Mr. Anton immediately pulled the phone out of his pocket. Earlier this morning Al also used Anton's phone to call his Umi, so Dee's number was already stored on Anton's phone.

"Sir wait outside, yeah. Al can just call Umi here" Anton said. He did not want the child's privacy to be compromised due to his whereabouts.

Al nodded. Afterwards Anton walks out of the toilet to wait for Al.

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Elsewhere, Dee was overwhelmed to calm Kina who had been crying since asking her brother. This morning the boy had a long conversation with Al on the phone.

"Hiks, Umi, Ina mau Aban," whined Kina to Dee.

"Yes tomorrow you go home, baby. Now it must be the race again, son," said Dee won Kina for the umpteenth time.

"Phone Aban, Umi, hiks," said Kina. The boy hugged Dee's waist sitting on the sofa of their living room.

"Make sure you're racing now, son. We'll call you, yeah," Dee said.

"Strutches, Umi," Kina panted in her tears.

Dee pasrah's. Only Al could calm Kina down now. Dee picks up his phone on the table and searches for Mr. Anton's number. When going to press the call button, Dee's phone has gone off first. And Mr. Anton's name is on there. Without a second thought, Dee swiped the screen of her phone directly onto the green button.

"Assalamu'alaikum" Dee answered the phone.

"Is sister crying Umi?" tanya Al made sure.

"Yes, Son. From then on he kept nanyain Al," replied Dee.

"If so let Al talk to Kina Umi" pinta Al.

Dee immediately gave her phone to Kina.

"Acalamualaikum, brother, hyx," said Kina.

"Vaalaikumsalam. Why is it crying?" ask Al softly from across there.

"Ina tangen Aban," whined spoiled Kina.

"Tomorrow Brother came home, so Adek do not be sad, yes. If Adek crying later Umi sad," said Al.

"Yes, Aban. Ina Ndak angis again," said Kina obediently.

Dee gawked at Kina who was so obedient to Al. Though he had persuaded Kina since, but the boy did not keep quiet.

After saying that, Kina returned her phone to Dee. "This, Umi," said Kina.

Dee receives and sees their call still connected. "How's the race going, son?" ask Dee gently.

Al was silent for a moment. "Good, Umi. Everything is good" Al said afterwards.

"Nothing happened, son?" ask Dee carefully.

"No Umi. Everything is fine" replied Al.

Dee breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank God. Now Al continues the show, yes. It will be too late" said Dee.

"Yes, Umi. Then Al closes first. Assalamu'alaikum" said Al.

"Waalaikumsalam" Dee replied. And their calling.

After hearing the voice of Adik and Uminya, the feeling became more relieved. Kina and Dee are really bidders for Al. Al walked out of the toilet and met Mr. Anton who was waiting for him there with their companion. After that they walk to the activity.

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While at the activity, Ibra was waiting for Al with a feeling of unworthiness.

"Where are you, son," said Ibra, spreading her gaze across the room. At this moment of his position, Ibra was standing next to the stage. With the help of Agam and his power, Ibra can ask the competition committee to stand next to the stage. Because that would make it easier to find Al.

Currently, the Host will read the winners of the race. The winning categories include paintings with the best color combinations, paintings with the best image composition, paintings with the best level of neatness and cleanliness, and the General champion (Painting with all the harmonious blend of elements, beautiful and organized).

MC has announced the winners of paintings with the best color combinations, paintings with the best image compositions and paintings with the best levels of neatness and cleanliness. Joyful cheers and boisterous applause accompanied the winners on stage.

Al who sat in the back seat with Mr. Anton sighed disappointed. Because his name is not mentioned.

"Swimming, Son. At least we tried. Losing and winning is normal" said Mr. Anton comforting Al.

Al just nodded.

"We still have one more winner. The overall champion of our race this time. In order to shorten the time, we will be announcing our general champion soon. And the general champion for the S-Indonesia SD level painting race this time is ... Albarra Gavino H, our participant from Padang City," said the Host with enthusiasm.

Al and Mr. Anton who heard that looked at each other. Not long after that the brand embraced. "Al is indeed the proud disciple of the Father" said Mr. Anton.

"Go ahead, son. This is all thanks to Al's efforts and also the Al family's prayers at home" continued Mr. Anton.

Al nodded in spirit. With a slightly puffy face from crying earlier, Al stepped his feet towards the stage.

When he almost reached the stage, Al's eyes met with Ibra's eyes which also looked at him from the side of the stage. There was a happy smile on Ibra's face when she saw Al. Ibra and Al looked at each other until Al arrived on the stage, only Al released his eyes from Ibra.

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