For You Little Girl's

CHAPTER 36 SCRATCHES OF INK

The orange sky with a sprinkling of clouds becomes a loyal friend who always waits. The wind did not forget to always whisper with cold air began to crackle. The brown Netra that I always wanted to look at, was now staring at the change of day and night. The strands of hair that touched his forehead, started to be swayed by the sweep of the wind in the afternoon.

A piece of paper he was holding, another – made him continue to sigh. Sitting alone in a swing in the park that now only leaves quiet. His legs were pushed to swing his body so that it seemed to float in the air.

Not long after, someone came closer to him. Walking with a stick that became the support of his body. A little bit of a limp with someone helping him step up. His heart trembled when he saw someone who was in the swing while convincing himself, if what he did was the right choice.

“Sufian small”, call a middle-aged man who is already standing close enough to him.

Soon Rauf came down from the swing that was taking him flying with wishful thinking that he thought was pseudo. Walking while giving his best smile to someone he loves very much. He grabbed the hand that was already full of it and kissed it.

“Kakek”, he said by staring at someone called the grandfather.

There was a twinkle of longing that lay in his eyes. His hands began to rub the face of the grandfather who began to shed his tears.

“Excuse me, Grandpa”, said – words it managed to tear down the defense of a Rauf.

He immediately hugged the grandfather with a clear circle starting to fall on his cheek. “The company of Rauf until the end, Kek”, he said with a vibrating body.

After a long time, the grandfather and grandson chose to sit in a garden chair with a face that is no longer sad. Now, they are discussing something so important. Previously, Rauf had made sure that the place was safe, so they did not have to worry.

“Now you understand, why is the existence of Sara so important?”, asked Grandpa looking straight ahead.

“They are after Sara's necklace and want Sara to be taken prisoner. The necklace will only work if the original owner uses it. A key that becomes access a secret place that will answer all the puzzles – this teki. That means, not only do they want Sara's death, but to destroy the necklace that only Sara” can destroy, Rauf issued all his analysis.

“It was Badir's parents who gave the necklace to your father and gave it to Rizwan who was Sara's father. They thought death would come to them. At that time, Abbad who was Badir's father asked your father to help him. Your father who is a judge is hesitant to help, because he does not want to take the wrong decision”, Grandpa said as he looked at his favorite grandson.

“Abbad also rested at your father's feet to help him that made your father worried. Your father listened to her request. He requested that your father give the necklace to someone who could later solve the misunderstanding that befell their son, Badir”.

“And the father suggested that the necklace be given to the daughter of Uncle Rizwan. But, why Sara, Cake? Meanwhile, there is Naya?”, Rauf asked because he felt astonished by the mindset of his parents Mr. Badir.

The afternoon breeze greeted Grandpa Yazdan's face which was seen commenting on a smile. His eyes narrowed almost out of sight again, because of the expanding smile.

“Because Rizwan is a witness who knows all the confusion of this matter. Inara, Rizwan's wife secures all the evidence her husband got somewhere. And that's the place they're looking for by relying on a necklace that will be a clue to the whereabouts of the place. And your father chose Sara, because your father was sure that Sara would look for the whereabouts of her father who had been obliterated by someone”.

Rauf's forehead wrinkled with a straight forward look. Trying to digest all the information he heard from his grandfather.

“What is Uncle Badir who destroyed his father Sara, Kek?”, asked Rauf who got the head bobble from the grandfather.

“Is that someone who won the trial?”, Rauf asked considering his father was the appointed judge in his parents' trial Mr. Badir.

Another – again, the grandfather shook his head. “The trial is closed along with the news of your father's disappearance that began to become a byword. Rumors have surfaced that your father was killed by someone, but his body was never found”, explained the grandfather.

Rauf looked back at the paper he was still holding. His heart and mind began to wander and fly freely in daydreams. Fill the letter again – again make him throw his breath violently.

Muhammad Rauf Alfahedra's. A son who was very much looking forward to his presence. This hand always looks up to the sky hoping that the owner of this universe gives permission to this body to see you. Waiting for yourself with a myriad of longing hopes.

Son, the ink scratches on this piece of paper are hand scratches from me, your brother. Someone whose blood flows through your body. I am a part of you that can later become solace for a woman who is, Umimu.

Son, forgive your brother who has given you trust before you are present in this world. Amanah Abi conveyed through umimu that you heard from the grandfather later. If we cannot look at each other, then allow abi to speak through this writing.

Take care and help someone. He will open up all the veils of mystery that are dragging me along, your brother. The daughter of a man named Rizwan who was also dragged along. Also, you should make sure that the necklace is always with him.

He with that necklace will deliver you to someone. Abi hope, you can understand every sentence in this letter. Remember, son, take care of him if you want your ummah back.

Sorry son.

That was the contents of the piece of paper that was in Rauf's hands. A letter he got from someone on his grandfather's behalf. Therefore, he immediately contacted the grandfather to ask more details about the message conveyed by the father.

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In another corner of the earth with a twilight sky that also accompanies my sore. Look at the sky with a hope tucked away amid an expanding smile. Dad, it's been a complicated trip to meet you. In fact, I don't know what kind of meeting it will be. Whether you are still intact or just a headstone that is evidence of your presence.

In the middle of the daydream, someone was sitting next to me. “Sa, you want?”, Yira offers something that is very difficult for me to refuse.

Immediately my hand grabbed the cold brown that Yira gave me. Arriving – arrived, the shadow of Rauf when giving me cold chocolate again appeared on my mind. This cold chocolate reminds me of him. She how are you?

Yira who saw me began to drift with my own mind immediately disperse the daydream by flicking my forehead.

“Yira”, I screamed while rubbing my forehead which hurt a little.

“Definitely the same mind Rauf right? Geez, it turns out my guess is right that my friend is again in love”, Yira said with a blink of her eye.

I just kept drinking the cold chocolate. What's wrong if I like it? But, I wouldn't be selfish by letting him get hurt, if it stayed near me. I chose to release him so that he is good – aja.