Missing Voice Azhan
Still Truma
Pesantren Daarul mukminin Cottage
Both the parents of Akiah and Azriel are still in Kyai Lutfi's ponpes. They are deliberately still there besides because Kyai Ahmad who still wants to let go of longing with his best friend Kyai Lutfi, they also plan to hold a farewell event Akia.
Especially Mr. Aryan, the man was willing to ignore his work and leave everything to his confidants in the city. For the sake of the beloved daughter of a man who still looks young and handsome even at his age who has almost stepped on the head of 5.
At the age of 46 years old, Mr. Aryan does not look as old as anyone else. Even the middle-aged man looked even more dazzling with his sturdy and muscular stout body.
He decided to marry Keyla at the age of 20, and Keyla at 19. But young age does not dampen his steps to propose the beloved lover.
Currently with Dhafa, the man surrounds Kyai Lutfi's ponpes while awaiting the arrival of his beloved daughter. The man was so interested in the condition of ponpes that is very comfortable even though he was near the village. The man intends to become a donor of the funds remain in the diphonpes.
"Have you prepared everything Fa ?"
"Already sir, you don't worry."
The man stopped his steps and frowned in surprise when he heard the formal language spoken by his assistant.
"What do you call me ? I've told you many times to call me papa, you're my son now. One day you're the one who's gonna take my place in the Fa company."
"But sir.."
"Papa is tired of the Fa, papa is eager to stop and enjoy the life of papa who is getting older. Akia cannot take that position, for Azriel must not allow my daughter to work." Sir Aryan said languidly.
"You're young sir, don't look old like most people."
"Fa.."
Realizing his mistake Dhafa finally could only sigh slowly.
"Well, papa, Dhafa will try hard to help papa in the company." Say it a little clumsy. The handsome young man was not used to the new call yet.
Mr. Aryan smiled gently, patting the young man's shoulder with a haru feeling.
"You are my son now, after Akiia papa has no one else. But now papa is calm, because there's you you can count on. From tomorrow move kemansion belongs to papa, now you also have the right to live there. You can accompany the father alone."
Dhafa felt sorry for his adoptive father's life. He knows what it's like to live alone because he's just an orphan. But luck was still on his side, God brought him to Akia, a little friend whom he had considered his brother.
"Pa.."
Tuam Aryan turned to Dhafa, his adopted son.
"Marry again, maybe if you remarry, you'll feel happiness again."
Mr. Aryan suddenly turned listless. The man breathed deeply.
"Papa's still traumatized by the Fa, the mistake you made was so great. Papa is afraid that later papa will not accidentally make a mistake again, and finally papa's wife leaves papa again like the late Keyla."
The man cursed when he remembered how he hurt his beloved wife and he was also the cause of his wife's death. Really if time could be replayed he wouldn't do anything stupid. Keyla is a gentle, sholeh and obedient wife, not even if she denies her husband's words.
Given that it made his heart slice again, truly regret did come at the last moment. When he lost someone he loved so much.
Key, will you forgive your bad husband. I'm sorry baby, this regret always haunts me and doesn't make me feel at ease.
"What time does Akia come Fa ?" Ask to try to divert the conversation.
"They reached pa soon, Akiia gave word if he was on the road and thought they had arrived 15 minutes."
Mr. Aryan nodded, then resumed his steps. But only a few steps he walked, he accidentally hit someone who was carrying a pile of books that looked a lot so slightly covered the view of the person.
"Astagfirulah..Oh, my God Robbi." Screaming that guy who turns out to be a woman.
"Sorry you're okay ? I was not intentional." Sahut Mr. Aryan then rushed to help the veiled woman clean up the book scattered.
"It's okay, sir, I have to apologize, because the mistake lies with me. I carry so many books that I block my eyes." The woman who turned out to be Ustazhah Syifa.
The man without speaking again immediately cleaned the book, and all that did not escape the eyes of Dhafa who stared at the two meaningfully.
Papa was a very introverted person since Akia's departure, and only this time did I see papa want to interact with the opposite sex. Is this a sign ? I feel grateful that what I think is true. Dhafa said in his heart.
"Fa, you're waiting for Akia first, papa wants to help this lady finish this book." Commandments strictly.
"Well pa." He answered with a faint smile adorning his lips.
After Dhafa's departure, Mr. Aryan helped Ustazhah Syifa lift all the books.
"Sir for half with me, surely it's too heavy for you." Said the woman in a soft voice.
"I'm a man and it's only natural that I do the heavy ones. And it's my job to account for my mistakes." He said in a cold tone.
Astagfirullah, this man is very arrogant, O Allah give patience to your servant. My father turned out to be a very arrogant and arrogant person huh. Bathin the woman said.
"Where should I bring all these books ?" Still in a cold and flat tone, master Aryan asked the veiled woman.
"Please come with me, sir." Ustazhah replied no less coldly.
This woman has no gentle attitude, how can my daughter be friends and surrounded with people like her, he said in his heart without realizing if his attitude was also very cold on the woman.
With an upset heart, the Ustazhah Syifa pointed the man behind her towards the library. Because the book is new to come and must be recorded immediately.
"Please sir." He said as he opened the door of the library. "You can put all those books on the table over there." Continue by pointing to a table in the corner of the room.
The man snorted, seeing how the woman gave the order to him. And all this time no one dared to do that, even Keyla his wife.
This woman is so annoying. The grunt in the heart.
"You don't want to thank me for helping you." He asked in an annoyed tone clearly stung there.
"Nobody told you to help me, sir, but just so you're happy, well I thank you for helping me, sir." He said by pressing, sir.
Mr. Aryan snorted, the woman managed to upset him. The man stepped out wanting to go out, but simultaneously Ustazhah Syifa was also about to come out. But unfortunately the woman's feet stepped on her own gamis dangling down, and she did not have time to hold on to the side of the chair next to her.
Both eyes were closed and resigned if his body would land successfully on the floor. Her hand unconsciously held on to the tip of her khimar which was even fatal, because now her action even made her niqab rope apart and showed her beautiful face.
"Astagfirullah halladzim."
The woman was privileged because of her actions, now she even made a mistake. The woman was still closed until she felt a pair of burly and sturdy hands holding her body that almost kissed the floor.
Until finally his eyes opened and looked at the face of someone in front of him who was currently staring intently at him.
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