
After sending Yulia home, Sulaiman went home as well. As soon as Sulaiman arrived home, Heny was already waiting for him in the living room.
"Finally the one who is waiting to go home too" said Heny ketus.
"What else do you want Heny? Isn't it enough that you made Yulia like that?" asked Sulaiman lazily.
"That's not quite how mas, what you did is not enough to pay for the mistake you did to your daughter mas" replied Heny who became upset.
"What mistake do you mean?" Sulaiman asked as if he had unknowingly made a fatal mistake.
"Oh so you don't feel mas? you forgot today you didn't pick Azkia up at school, and even got hooked on adultery with that woman?" Heny tried to remember Sulaiman by his mistake.
Not that he did not remember after hearing Heny's words, and neither did Sulaiman feel guilty, he instead defended himself under unreasonable pretexts.
"I did not forget, I did want Azkia to learn to live independently, and not spoiled by having to be picked up every day" Sulaiman's remark made Heny even more upset.
"So you think a 5-year-old like Kia deserves to live independently? if your way of thinking like this, well mas I will raise Azkia" Heny who did not have the heart to see his nephew was abandoned by his brother also hoped that the threat could change the thought of Sulaiman.
"Just talk to Hen, he's my son and let me educate him in my own way" Sulaiman replied.
"But I.."
"I am tired, I want to rest" Sulaiman refused to listen to the words of Heny who wanted to continue the discussion about Azkiah.
Sulaiman went up and entered his room. Meanwhile, Heny, who was left by Sulaiman, was still thinking about how Azkia would not be treated badly again by Sulaiman.
"He's gone too far, do I need to talk about this matter with mba Zubaidah huh?" mumbled Heny alone.
"But what if later mas Sulaiman will be angry with me, ahh the future of Azkia is more important than my fear with mas Sul" said Heny again.
After long enough to think that Heny also tried to contact his former brother-in-law.
"Assalamu'alaikum sis, how are you?" greet Heny first when he hears that the call is connected.
"Waalaikumsalam, sorry his umi again under the same school children mom, can anyone help? let me later say the same umi" Heny was silent when he heard a voice from across the phone, a voice that was very adorable and very much missed.
"This.. Azura huh?" ask Heny to make sure.
"Yes this is Azura Princess Alfatih, and whose mother is yes and what is needed?" Azura who had not known Heny since childhood could only ask about him.
"Huh? hmm my sister umi you, umi Zura where ya?" Heny did not want to make Azura assume too far so even Heny lied to him.
"Umi again under mom, again teaching naji children complex" Azura replied explaining the existence of uminya Zubaidah.
"Oh so, yes I will call again later" said Heny.
"Yes mom, I'll tell you the same if you call" said Azura.
"Allah heard Azura's voice why I felt that Zubaidah had succeeded in raising him to be a sholeha child, while here Sulaiman was more busy with sinning, and forgot to educate his son" Heny muttered after contacting Zubaidah.
"Hmm. already tomorrow I try to call mba Zubaidah aja again" said Heny who then moved into his room.
Meanwhile, in his house Zubaidah.
"Umi, just as Ura again picked up the tajwid book, Umi's phone rang, so Ura picked up and said Umi's sister who called, but later she will call Umi again he said" azura said conveying what she had just heard while receiving a call from Heny.
"Umi's sister? who yeah? if aunt Olivia is sure you know her voice, Umi has no sister other than Om Rahmat, then who claimed to be Umi's sister?" Zubaidah was a little confused when he heard Azura's words.
After looking at his phone and seeing who the caller Azura meant earlier, Zubaidah was shocked, and smiled faintly.
Although it has not been related to Sulaiman or Heny for a long time, but he is very sure it is true, that it is the contact whatsapp belongs to Heny. Zubaidah can confirm it just by looking at Heny's profile photo.
"Heny. I finally got the good news, God, I finally have the opportunity to contact my daughter Azkia again" Inner Zubaidah.
"The children of his studies we have already yes, let's read the closing prayer first after reading al-fatihah together" said Zubaidah who immediately disbanded routine studies for children in his home complex.
"Well what is the Umi facility, right we also have not long begun to finish praying earlier Umi?" ask a student of Zubaidah.
"Yes Umi apologizes, because Umi like her is not healthy anymore, and Umi wants to rest, is it okay, son?" Zubaidah also quibbled with his unhealthy body to be able to disperse the study.
Then the children followed Zubaidah's words, they simultaneously read al-fatihah and continued with the closing prayer. After reading the verses, all the children went home in turn after giving greetings to Zubaidah.
"Umi's.. Umi is really not healthy, do you want Ura to make anget tea for Umi?" asked Azura who was very attentive to her Umi state.
"May son, but later take it to Umi's room only yes" replied Zubaidah.
After that Zubaidah went straight into his room, and intended to contact Heny with a happy heart. But her happiness turned to sadness again.
"The number you are going to is inactive or outside the service area. Please leave your message after the following tone. tuttt"
Only the operator made a sound when he tried to contact Heny. he tried to contact his whatsapp number was also the same, not active.
With a feeling of disappointment and sadness, Zubaidah can only cry while staring at the screen of his phone.
"Umi why sad? is the pain too bad, Umi?" Azura who had just entered also noticed the state of his Umi.
"No boy, Umi was just sad, Umi had not communicated with Umi's sister who called earlier, and just tried to contact her, but could not be contacted again" zubaidah answered while crying because he could not hold back his tears anymore.
"Oh Azura thought Umi was too sick, yes, Umi should just rest after drinking this tea" said Azura so that her umi feel better.
"Thank you son" replied Zubaidah who then sipped the tea made by Azura.
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