The Woman of Heaven the Angel of the World

Chapters 10.3

"Enough, don't fuss anymore, it's late." Grandma then turned to look at Father who had not said a word from his mouth for a long time.

"Son, pack up Aisha's belongings. Tonight we'll send him to the boarding house."

So late?

Aish could not help the shock within his eyes.

But Grandma didn't see it on purpose. He clearly avoided Aish's questioning gaze.

"Mom, very fast?" Dad asked in a daze.

Her emotions were very complicated tonight after hearing Aish's words. And his heart sank when he saw the dim light in the care of his first daughter...

.... right, the princess that he had unwittingly forgotten about was this existence.

Those words of disappointment, Father couldn't possibly pretend to be deaf not to hear them.

She felt very ashamed of her own daughter because as her daughter said earlier, she was the most disappointing person here. Whether it was as a husband for his first wife or as a father for his first daughter, he had let them both down.

"Faster, better. Send him to the boarding house tonight." Grandma's orders are strong.

Aish lowered her head blankly. He stood in place without moving a bit. Silence without a sound saw his Uncle and Aunt cut out royong carrying his things down.

Move it to the trunk of a car that has been prepared for sometime.

I knew that one day they would throw me away. I know but I am still not ready to accept it.O Allah, my heart hurts.My heart hurts, O Allah! Inner Aish was sad to complain to the almighty.

Seeing his daughter speechless, Dad wanted to come comforting her but his steps were immediately restrained when Mother asked him to go to Aira's room. Mother said Aira wanted to talk to him.

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Now here comes Aish. Sitting in the back seat of the car alone. His two wet eyes never turned away from the scenery out there. I don't know what he's thinking at the moment but tears are constantly flowing from the corner of his eye.

In the car, everyone was chatting harmoniously even though the night was very late. They have a lot of topics to talk about and Aish doesn't care about them at all.

He felt tired-ah, rather he was very tired with all this. He was disappointed, sad, hurt and heartbroken. All this pain fused within his chest until breathing alone felt extremely uncomfortable. He hates it but what should he do?

He was banished, subtly banished, and no longer needed in their family. Well, he ended up being thrown away like a piece of trash that really bothered his eyesight.

3 Hours later they finally arrived in front of a large building. In front of the building there is a tall with striking carvings in front of it.

Written,

ABU HURAIRAH PESANTREN COTTAGE

A place filled with seekers of knowledge and pursuers of God. The place that earned the nickname holy prison because everyone who settled in this place was immediately bound by strict rules. In it they are all pressed to study, develop good morals and qualified adab so no wonder graduates of boarding schools are usually highly respected by the outside community.

"Holy prison..." Murmured Aish stared at the daze of the vast large building in front of him.

"I will find a way to escape from this place and go start a new life outside the city, a city that is very far from their reach. It would be crazy for me to stay in this place!" Gumam Aish promised to herself.

In school alone he was lazy to study especially in this place?

Plus he doesn't like covered clothes, pretentious veiled anyway, so where could he possibly be at home living in this place?!