Trapped in Love with the Idol

112. Parents' Last Home

Pardi flicked his car in front of a mosque where beside the mosque there was a small road to the tomb and also the house of one of his ancestors Balqis Balqis from his late parents.

Albar then took Balqis down.

"Ball pad."

Bring Albar.

Balqis who had just been stunned in place while staring at the alley near the mosque seemed to nod slowly.

His chest now felt racing and it felt so nervous.

Balqis got out of the car and walked over to Albar.

"Bang Pardi, if you wait for a walk first is okay."

Albar said to the driver.

Actually, Albar wanted to go with Balqis alone, but because he was sleep deprived last night so finally Albar chose to have Pardi drive.

After all, what was Pardi he would send Dinda, Po and Eti and Bi Tuti to Beni's house to take the rest of the goods finally unnecessary because there is Bang Zul Po's brother.

"I'll start smoking, sir."

Pardi said at last.

Albar nodded, then took out a hundred thousand bills for Pardi.

"Everything to coffee and buy fried."

Albar.

Pardi sumringah.

Albar then took Balqis immediately forward their journey to the alley near the mosque in front of them.

The alley to the tomb looked deserted, Balqis went first and Albar was right behind him.

Walking not so far away, Albar finally pointed to a small house near the tomb of Wak Ramli which he visited a year ago with Flo.

"That's Uwak Ramli Bal's house."

Albar told Balqis.

Balqis.

"We'll stop by there first?"

Ask Albar.

Balqis nodded again, her legs now getting weaker and weaker.

Albar who knew Balqis his steps began to stagger slightly finally grabbed Balqis hand and took her, both of them walking in tandem towards Wak Ramli's house.

Geck... Geck... Geck...

Albar knocked on Wak Ramli's house as soon as the two had been at the door of the modest house.

Balqis who was standing next to Albar looked dumbstruck, his feelings mixed into one.

Until, there were footsteps in the house that approached the door, and shortly after the door was opened cleavage.

Wak Ramli, the figure of the old man on standing there looked at Albar and Balqis.

Albar bowed in greeting, then shook Wak Ramli's hand.

"Isn't this Young Master Albar who used to be here?"

Ask Wak Ramli.

Apparently he can still remember the look of Albar well, maybe because of the events after the arrival of Albar, many journalists who so hunted him that he was difficult to forget the moment.

"It's wife?"

Ask Wak Ramli.

Albar nodded.

"Wak Candidate."

Answer Albar.

Wak Ramli nodded in understanding, then let Albar and Balqis into his house.

Balqis continued to look at Wak Ramli, he felt incredulous now at the house of one of his biological parents.

"Sorry it's still like this."

Wak Ramli told Albar and Balqis when they had to sit on the carpet alone.

"Sir, sorry to interrupt, this is introduce, he's Balqis, Wak."

Albar said at last.

Wak Ramli was momentarily silent, he felt familiar with the new name called Albar.

Wak Ramli muttered as he looked at Balqis who was suddenly crying.

Wak Ramli who became confused turned to Albar who seemed to embrace Balqis shoulder so that his future wife could be calmer.

"Balqis was the daughter of the late Pak Nurdin and his wife, Wak."

Hearing him, Wak Ramli was clearly instantly shocked beyond measure.

"Anak Nur... Nurdin's? Oh, my God, is it?"

Wak Ramli is very moved to be reunited with Balqis who they had released as infants to be adopted by his Papi Albar through Mang Kus, his personal driver who he said did not have children.

Balqis sobbed, and so did Wak Ramli.

"Are you okay, son? Almdulillah... You grew up this well, O God..."

Wak Ramli is crying haru.

Albar could not bear to not cry.

Balqis greets Wak Ramli and kisses his grandfather's hand.

"I'm sorry Uwak didn't recognize you Balqis right away."

Wak Ramli.

Balqis was in her place.

"We'd like to visit the graves of Father and Mother, Wak."

Said Albar again.

Wak Ramli nodded.

"Yes sure... Balqis must know the graves of her parents."

Wak Ramli.

"And..."

Albar then ventured to ask who was entitled to be a guardian over Balqis, because he wanted to apply officially and would marry Balqis after the study Albar completed in Perth next year.

"Of course I am Mr. Albar."

Wak Ramli answered Albar's question.

"Balqis' grandfather is dead, Babe Balqis' brother is only one woman and has died, his three children are also all women, and..."

Wak Ramli explains the genealogy in the family of Balqis Parents in detail, he mentions the dead and also the living anyone, his address where, and if when the time can they be met all.

"So..."

Albar paused his sentence for a while, adjusting his breathing rhythm due to a slight sting due to his faster-than-usual heartbeat.

"So I can propose to Balqis and marry Balqis with Wak Ramli as guardian?"

Ask Albar at last.

Wak Ramli nodded.

"Yes, sir, if you really intend to marry Balqis, then we will find time to meet all the members of the extended family who still exist. Balqis to get to know his biological family."

Wak Ramli.

Balqis who continued to cry next to Albar was seen trying to wipe her tears.

"Mumpung not yet noon, maybe want to go to the grave of your parents first Balqis, Uwak between all those looking at the jenab was out with his son vegetable shopping has not come home too."

Wak Ramli.

Balqis.

Balqis stood with the help of Albar, and the two walked out of Wak Ramli's house, followed by Wak Ramli.

Only about three houses, they have entered the cemetery where Balqis' parents are buried.

The cemetery is filled with Cambodian flower trees and there is also a winding path that has been cemented because it seems also for the crossing of people to the next village.

Balqis entered the cemetery while saying greetings to the experts, followed by Albar who then showed the location of the graves of his parents, Balqis stepped slowly while still crying.

"That's Bal."

Albar pointed to two tombs that have been ceramic, but the tombstone is not clear name.

Balqis stepped closer to the tomb of his parents, his legs felt limp so that near the two centers Balqis immediately collapsed hugging the tomb of his mother.

"Balqis is sorry Mom, sorry Balqis just came to Mom and Dad's tomb."

Lirih Balqis in between her broken cries.

Albar who also cried seemed to wipe his tears, he gathered there and offered a prayer.

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