Assalamualaikum Ukhti
Chapter 16

Adzan's voice echoed, Icha muttered in a blanket.

Lazily he had to sit down, because he had to fulfill his obligations.Sintya Bu also woke up from his sleep, because they both slept on the same mattress.

“Mama is awake?” said Icha saw her mother was sitting.

“Iya, darling. Let's pray together,” take Bun Sintya to his son.

Icha smiled nodding, then they got out of bed.

Ms. Sintya woke her son in another room, to perform the congregational morning prayers.

They performed congregational prayers in the living room, Dika who became his priest.

When she was done, Icha and her mother struggled in the kitchen to make breakfast.

“Icha should take a shower, son, let Mama make breakfast.”

Icha smiled and nodded.

“Thank you Ma,” she hugged Mama from behind.

Ms. Sintya nodded with a smile, even though she was currently with her two children. But she still thinks about her husband and daughter at home.

She was not really angry, just disappointed with the attitude of her husband and also Anggun who turned out to lie and even had to slander her own sister.

They had breakfast together, in the living room. Because they just moved to a rental house, only use makeshift equipment.

In the rental house, only chairs and beds in each room are provided by the owner.

Ms. Sintya seemed to be just stirring up her food, as if reluctant to eat it. Though the breakfast menu this morning fried rice is all their favorite, even the taste is not too bad.

“Ma,” call Icha touching the shoulder of Bu Sintya.

“Eh yes. Why Nak?” he was a little surprised.

“Mama is thinking of Papa and Anggun brother huh?” guess Icha.

Icha understood very well what her mother was thinking at this moment.

“Im sorry Mom son. Mama had doubted you, honestly Mama is currently very disappointed,” softly.

“Ma. Disappointment is human, but don't drag on. It is not good to hold that disappointment for too long, Anggun sister is also the child of Mama.”

Her mother nodded, while Dika smiled at the words of her sister who was so mature.

Ms. Sintya hugged her daughter, as well as Icha she returned the warm embrace of the mother.

A week has passed. However, Mr. Heri did not dare to come to see his wife.

There is no courage to face his wife and two children.

It's been a week too, Anggun locked himself in the room. Every day the maid in the house went into her room to deliver food.

Even Dino, who promised to take responsibility, had no news during the week. To make himself worse, especially now he does not know the existence of Dino.

This afternoon, Icha could not be picked up by her brother. Because I just got a job at one of the most famous companies.

Because since her departure from home, Dika decided not to want to enter her papa office.

Icha waited long enough for a taxi in front of the store, but no one passed by.

“Icha, did your brother not pick you up?” ask Fahry who is ready to go home.

But he stopped to see Icha who was standing on the side of the road, while looking left and right.

“Abang much work,” sahut Icha soft.

“Oh so. At this hour of the afternoon, taxis are no more. If Icha allows, I can drive you,” take Fahry.

Icha pet Fahry's invitation to drive him, even he was still confused to see a taxi.

But there was no sign of a taxi coming, he sighed.

“Do I not trouble you?” ask Icha carefully.

“Insya Allah does not Ukhti,” said Fahry.

Finally Icha nodded, as the day was also getting dark. It would be very dangerous if Icha came home with people he did not know.

Especially in the city, famous for high crime cases, especially in women.

Icha got on the bike, sat behind him. Icha left a distance in their midst, for the first time Icha in bonceng by a man he just knew.

Fahry drove the bike slowly. Because the day is approaching magrib, even adzan magrib has reverberated.

Icha nodded.

After the completion of the Magrib prayer, Fahry first came out of the mosque rather than Icha.

Not long Icha also came out of the mosque.

“Sorry, long wait.”

“It's okay. I just arrived here,” said Fahry back to turn on the motor.

They continue their journey, no conversation until they arrive at Icha's house.

“Thanks for driving me,” said Icha gave her helmet.

“Sama-sama,” said Fahry while hooking his helmet on his motorbike.

Before long came a car that was not foreign to him, namely his brother Dika's car.

“Assalamualaikum..”

“Waalaikumsalam..” say Icha and Fahry together.

Dika got out of the car, saw Fahry and Icha also just arrived.

“There was a guest turned out,” Dika said.

“Iya Sir. Sorry I have been presumptuous to piggyback on your sister, because it was very late afternoon no taxi passed,” said Fahry explained.

Dika smiled patting Fahry's shoulder slowly.

“Don't be too formal, just call me Dika. Thank you for driving my sister home,” Dika said smiling.

“Sama-sama,” sahut.

“Icha, why are guests not brought in? Let's go in first,” take Dika.

However, Fahry refused because he had to go home soon.

“Sorry, Dika. I have to go home, as tonight is Friday night, many children in the mosque are waiting for me to learn to teach together,” Fahry politely declined.

Dika smiled.

“Good. Next time you have to stop by our house,” said Dika.

Simple houses are rented, although far from the word luxury they occupy the house very comfortably.

“God's Insya. Then excuse me, assalamualaikum.”

“Waalaikumsalam,” sahut Dika and her sister together.

“One more time thank you very much Fahry,” said Icha.

Fahry smiled, then nodded.

Upon seeing Fahry's departure, Icha and Dika begin to step into the house.

However, in the doorway. Their steps stopped when they heard the sound of a car stopping in front of their house.

Icha and Dika turned around the body. They knew the car, none other than his own father.

“Papa,” Ogre Icha.

Seeing his father get out of the car, he shifted his body behind his brother Dika.

He held his sister's hand so as not to hide.

“Do not be afraid,” said Dika slowly.

He knows that Icha is still traumatized by what happened a week ago.

“Why is Papa here?!” tanya Dika looked at the papa who stepped closer to them.

For a moment Dika and her papa looked at each other.

“Dika, let Papa speak Son? Really, Papa is so sorry!” he lowered his head.

The sister looked at each other, then looked back at her father who was still standing in front of them.

“Sign in first Pa,” invite soft Icha.

Dika first entered the house, leaving his Papa and Icha outside. Until now, he is still angry with his father.