My Soul is a Crib From Heaven

Chapter 3: Disappointing Requests

After finishing some sudden business, Dad immediately picked up Hanif and Aqila who were still in the field. However, Aqila's father only found Hanif who was sitting alone in the corner of the field.

"Hanif ... Where is Aqila?" ask dad.

" Emm .. papa .. earlier, Aqila was invited by her friend to celebrate their success " replied Hanif who was a little hesitant.

Father Aqila's face looked disappointing.

"ouh .. so yes. Yes it is ... Hanif you come home first huh!" pinta Aqila's.

"But .. " replied hanif who was still in doubt, because in the boarding school he was just told 'that they were all waiting for him.

"Dad ... has requested permission from ustad. "

"ouh.b-please "

Hanif was forced to agree to what Aqila's father said, even though in the bottom of his heart he still wanted to meet someone at the school.

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After feeling the homework was done, Aqila's mother immediately sat in the guest room waiting for the return of her husband and child. Anxiety always enveloped in his heart, for he was afraid that the custom of Aqila would reappear. Aqila had always been home the night since her father was rarely home.

I don't know what else the girl did! . (inner)

A few moments later, Father and Hanif appeared in front of the door . Immediately, he got up and welcomed their arrival.

"Assalamu'alaikum" said Father and Hanif compact.

"Wa'alaikumussalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh .. where Aqila " replied mother, as well as directly mutinying several questions.

"Aqila .. again go with her friend.we just wait for her here! " answer, Father who is starting to heat up.

Mother and Hanif just nodded . They also sit on a soft sofa that is already available there. While , the mother went to the kitchen and brewed a cup of coffee and hot chocolate as well as some snacks as her friend.

"This .. please drink" pinta mother Aqila while offering a nap that contained two drinks and a plate of snacks.

"Thank you" said Hanif who received it.

The clock has shown at 22:00 and Aqila has not yet arrived at home. Anxiety filled the household . Aqila's father was seen pacing in front of the door waiting for Aqila's return. Meanwhile, Aqila's mother always squeezed her clothes until they looked tangled.

Hanif continued to watch her black watch . His face was full of anxiety and questions.

**Is he in trouble?

What did he do until this hour?

What happened?. (inner Hanif )

Suddenly the sound of a big red motor stopped in front of the house.

Father immediately stopped his steps and approached his daughter.

" Where have YOU been!!! " ask the father who immediately stormed with many questions.

" Go home at this hour with men...WHAT ARE YOU DOING!!! " cried the mother who saw it from inside.

Hanif was immediately touched from his seat. He was eager to look out but was blocked by the Father who controlled the door.

Hard slap approaching Aqila's cheek until it turns red . Everything looks noisy in front of the door.

" You ... go inside! " father commands the man who is still wearing the helmet.

He immediately entered according to father's orders . The intimidating gaze lodged on the mother and Hanif who were inside was able to make her heart fret.

" My name is Akhtar ..bu "he said that paused his sentence a bit.

"I drove Aqila home 'cause it was late. We held a celebration forgetting to remember the time and every woman in our group was a duty to the man who drove her home, because it was impossible. After all this is our fault too, Aqila has asked to go home many times, but no one has hugged her. FORGIVE US BU "he continued who tried to explain in detail.

Aqila and Hanif's mother had already begun to understand with the explanation from Akhtar. Meanwhile, Aqila and her father were still noisily in front of the door.

The quarrel between Father and Son never stopped, until Aqila forced her way in and broke through the door that was blocked by her father.

Aqila walked hard on her feet, and occasionally wiped the tears that washed her face. Aqila also had time to nudge the legs of the table, until the drink on it fell scattered on the floor of the house. But , Aqila does not bother about the current condition of the house . He just passed by and slammed the door of his room hard.

Hanif and Akhtar stared at what Aqila was feeling right now. Meanwhile, Aqila's mother was ashamed of her daughter's actions.

Akhtar quickly begged for a farewell so as not to add to the riots of the house. His mind was fixed on his father at the door.

Later they will explain it .. because if I am sure his father even more angry at Aqila .. I should just say goodbye. (inner )

Akhtar who got reproach for coming out immediately used it . On the sidelines he ran, had to say hello to the family Aqila . And the only one who heard it was Hanif . Hanif answered the greeting given in a small tone.

" Wa'alaikumussalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh "his murmur.

Hanif who saw the crackling of the broken glass on the floor did not need to think long. He got off the couch and cleaned it up. However, Hanif's movement was stopped by Aqila's mother.

" It's .. Let me just "

Whereas , Aqila's father was still clenching both of his hands withstanding the overflowing emotions.

" Dia!!! I want you to protect Aqila. I'll take care of your transfer letter. I'll just go to public school with Aqila. For , if left this way continues, Aqila's behavior will be more rampant. He's getting IMPUDENT!!! " said Aqila's father in a high tone.

He did not have time to think long in deciding a big decision, because his mind was in a mess.

Whereas , Hanif is still shocked by the sudden request from his foster father.

" Hanif ... for tonight you stay here first huh? " pinta mamah Aqila who is still cleaning up broken glass scattered.

"iya mah .. " replied Hanif resignedly.

Aqila's father walked up to Hanif and hugged her tightly.

" I believe you Hanif .. please change Aqila's stubborn demeanor "to Aqila's father with tears streaming down Hanif's right shoulder.

Hanif Feeling the warm embrace that was given by the father figure the second time, before his biological father left him. He felt peaceful and overwhelmed by the atmosphere.

" good ... Daddyh. I'll give you my best for your daughter " replied Hanif calmly.

" Thank you, son. "

After tidying up the broken glass and scattered dishes, Mama Aqila stood up and faced Hanif who was still behind her.

" Hanif ... You have a dream first well .. tomorrow we go find your father's empty apartment . Okee! " say Mama.

" really? My dad has an apartment? " ask Hanif happily.

So, Hanif's father as a military general had bought Hanif an apartment for him to live in, because they used to only live in a special military housing.

Before he left his only son to fight in the cause of Allah.

" Yes ... Your father gave me the address but not the password .. Sorry "

" yes ... it's okay .. I can solve the password problem later" he said with a thin smile.