Tengil Tuan Tuan Presdir's

66. The Road to Kiara

Habibie would have prostrated himself at the feet of his father-in-law but was held by Mr. Amzar. He did not want Habibie to humble herself like that. There is another way to get sorry, but not by prostrating to a creature equally created by God.

"I don't need your apology, Habibie. Just wanted to say, find and find your wife. I will also be looking for my son. This is your household issue. I shouldn't have interfered. And if you want to continue the marriage or not, think about it. Excuse me, Mr. Fawas!"

The man in front of Habibie was staring at his son fiercely. Stupid, Habibie is really stupid because it has hurt good women like Kiara, they do not know what the real problem is, but one thing that Mr. Fawas wants to emphasize, he is disappointed, he said, very-very disappointed.

"We'll find Kiara. If you're still a man, find Kiara until you meet, Habibie!"

There's no answer. The man's body collapsed after the departure of his in-laws and father. Habibie glanced at left right, the man stared at the dining table for a long time, his lips twisting a smile at how Kiara always bothered him at the dining table.

"Well. Kiara has made Mas Abie the best coffee, with love and affection. Try it!" Habibie smiled, she could still feel how Kiara had kissed her warmly back then.

His head turned back to the other direction, where they always put their car keys.

"Is this really for Kiara Mas?" asked the woman with a twinkle in her eyes. "Wuahhhh .. Thank you, Mas Abi! Kiara dear Mas Abie. Anyway Mas Abie is the best husband in the world." He jumped up, hugging Habibie's neck so that the man returned his embrace.

Look at the man, he hugged himself as if Kiara was still there at the moment. Regret always came too late, but this time it was really too late because Habibie lost that figure after the cruelest sentence came out of her mouth.

"I miss you, Kiara. Where are you!"

Free, now that question won't have an answer. How could a Kiara answer when she had wanted to leave before her?

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In the morning in the courtyard of Ummi Rahma's house, a courtyard directly connected to the pesantren area, only limited by a waist fence, Kiara smiled to see the number of students there.

They were cleaning but Kiara felt that the activity was very exciting because it was done together.

"Son!" call Umm Rahma.

"Yes Budhe?" kiara answered, turning her head to look at the beautiful woman.

"How's the nausea? Already lost?"

Kiara shook her head but then nodded. "Alhamdulillah has gone to Budhe."

He looked back at the children who were joking with his friends.

"You want to follow them?" ask Ummi.

At first the woman was silent, but as they all laughed, Kiara was really anxious, Kiara wanted to be a part of them as well.

"Can?" Kiara looked at Ummi Rahma with a twinkle on her face.

The woman immediately moved from the chair on the front porch of the house. The enthusiasm he showed made Umm Rahma excited because since last night Kiara only cried, when this woman again showed interest in life, she said, Ummi Rahma felt that Kiara would not lose her original nature which is indeed funny and jolly.

"Assynnya!" saya Umm Rahma.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, Ummi!" answer them in unison. Their gazes were immediately fixed on Kiara who was standing right beside Ummi Rahma.

"Who is that beautiful, Ummi? Ustadz Risyam is it?"

"Hush!" Ummi Rahma and Kiara laughed. "This is Ummi's nephew. His grandfather Ustadz Risyam, his name was Kiara. Can you join us, right?"

Those people were silent, they were staring at each other with serious faces. However, a few seconds later, they all scattered to attract Kiara to come play while cleaning up with them.

"Be careful Nduk! Ah one more thing, Kiara is 6 years older than you, a little respect."

"Huhhhh?" cengo those people they surrounded Kiara, staring at the woman from top to bottom. Why there are no signs of aging, Kiara instead looks like a girl who just entered High School. "MasyaAllah .. forgive us, Ma'am. We don't know."

Kiara shook her head. She doesn't want to be treated with respect, she just wants to be friends. "No need to like that, I just want to be your friend. Seriously."

Kiara brandished her index finger and ring finger to form the letter V. Dimples on one side of his face make him look even more cute.

"This is not true. We lost young euyy!"

Kiara laughed, these kids are really very funny.

They returned to their activities that had been delayed, Kiara who was in charge of watering the plants took a hose of water, watering the plants well, and, but suddenly his ignorant soul came out upon seeing some people standing not far from him.

"Bommm! Feel this!" Kiara sprayed the water on the children in front of her.

"Heiiii Kiara don't do that!"

"Our mother is wet!"

Kiara did not heed this, he even more aggressively pursued the children until they were all hit by a spray of water that led them to play wet.

"See Kiyai. Kiara is very happy here, hopefully they can all help Kiara forget about her problem."

Kiyai Salim nodded. "May this be a way for her to discover herself as a woman."

Ummi Rahma. The woman is a minority among children who wear the hijab, Ummi Rahma can not force, he believes that the time will come Kiara will want to carry out his obligations, especially now Kiara is here. A good environment will have a good impact, and vice versa.

"Do we have to contact Mas Amzar Kiyai?"