Assalamualaikum Ukhti
Chapter 18

“Bang, please ..” Icha looked at his brother's face.

Finally Dika nodded slowly, somehow he was unable to resist the wishes of his sister.

Perhaps because of so much affection and attention to his youngest brother, it made him unable to resist.

“Abang want? Seriously?” tanyanya enthusiastic.

“Iya,” said with a smile.

“Alhamdullilah... thanks Bang. then, Icha will tell Mama and Papa,” said Icha will pass away.

“Icha,” call it.

“Iya, Bang.”

He saw his sister's happy face.

“Let Mama and Papa come home tonight, we'll be home tomorrow!” said Dika.

Icha nodded.

“Iya, Bang.”

Icha again continued his delayed steps.

Arriving outside, a warm view saw his parents talking to each other after a week they did not meet and did not talk to each other.

Previously Icha had been to his home after the departure of his mother from the house, when he arrived in front of his house he abandoned his intention to enter because he saw his Papa car was not parked outside.

“Icha,” call Papa saw Icha standing in front of room door.

Icha immediately realized.

“Iya, Pa.”

“Why stand there? Come,” call Papa.

Icha smiled then stepped closer to her parents and sat down to join them.

“How?” asked Ms. Sintya to her daughter.

Icha nodded.

“Abang and Icha will be home tomorrow. Tonight, Papa and Mama will go home first.”

Mr. Heri breathed a sigh of relief, grateful that his son wanted to return home.

“Thank you for forgiving Papa, Son. Papa doesn't set a good example for children, papa. Papa promises will change,” said Mr Heri.

Mr. Heri unceasingly apologized, he repeatedly kissed his daughter's palm.

“Iya, Pa. Don't keep apologizing, we start all over again. Forget what has passed,” Icha said.

Long enough they talked warmly in the living room, until dinner together. Except Dika who has not come out of the room at all, in addition to a lot of work he is reluctant to leave the room.

Not angry with her father, just disappointed. I have not forgotten what happened that time.

After that, Icha drove her parents to the porch of the house, because it was late at night. His father brought his wife home that night, while Icha and Dika would return home tomorrow.

“Be careful! Ma, Pa, on the road.”

Waving her hand, seeing that her parents' car had moved away, Icha came back in and locked the door, and she saw her brother coming into the kitchen.

“Abang hungry?” tanya Icha saw her brother take an empty plate.

“Iya,” sahut.

Icha took food for Dika, whom he had previously set aside for his brother.

“Thanks, deck. Are Mama and Papa home?” ask Dika.

“Already, just.”

Dika nodded, then stepped towards the living room.

Sitting in a chair to finish her meal, Icha saw her brother eating so voraciously.

“It seems, Brother is very hungry once,” murmured.

Icha says goodbye to go to her room, she changes into a nightgown.

Sitting on the edge of the mattress, glanced at the book he bought at the store where he worked.

“What Fahry is also a writer?” tanyakanya.

He bought a book with a name very similar to Fahry's.

Somehow suddenly remembered the face of Fahry, especially Fahry who always spoke very soft words to him.

“Astaghfirullahallazim .. Why do I even imagine his face?”

Icha put the book back on the nightstand, he wanted to rest his body because it felt very tired.

After praying, he spread his body, Icha's mouth did not stop prying and his eyelids were slowly closed, it did not take long he was asleep to enter the dream realm.

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After dropping off Icha, Fahry rushed home. He sped up the bike a little, to get home on time.

“Where to?” asked Ifan who had been waiting for him since.

“Iya. I drove Icha home first, earlier.”

He parked his bike in the right place.

“Wow. It's that close you guys,” goda Ifan.

“Apaan anyway. His brother could not pick him up, as no taxis passed in the afternoon hours. Therefore, I offered to drive him.”

“Iya, yes. I'm just kidding,” said Ifan while chuckling.

Ifan's initial intention was only to flirt, but Fahry explained it seriously, making himself chuckle at the serious face of Fahry.

“Have you prayed?” ask Ifan.

Fahry frowned in wonder.

“You asked who?” ask Fahry.

“You,” sahut Ifan.

“Unlike usual, you asked like this. Already, alhamdullilah.”

“I just asked, Fahry.”

“Iya, sorry.”

Fahry rushed to shower, because soon will pray isya congregate in the mosque, then after that he routinely teaches children to learn to read the Qur’an.

Although Fahry did not go to school in the pesantren, but he always learned to teach since childhood.

Fahry and Ifan set foot in the mosque, performing congregational prayers.

After that, he continued to teach the children in the mosque. Although the number of children is only a few people, but he is grateful to be able to teach them.

After that, Fahry bought the children a meal. Coincidentally a meatball cart passed by and invited them to eat at his boarding house.

“Sister Fahry,” call one of the boys who was eating with him.

“Iya. What's up?”

“Kakak was on the road with girls huh?” goda.

“Ifal really know?” ask Ifan who also sat with them.

“Iya, just now Ifal find a used bottle of the same Mother. But, Ifal accidentally saw brother Fahry stop at a red light.”

Ifal is a kid who lives near his boarding house. Ifal's an orphan, his father just died a few months ago.

“Beauty isn't the girl?” ask Ifan curious.

“Hus! What the hell is Ifan! Don't ask like that, they're still small!” fahry reminded his friend.

“That's brother's workmate, dear. Quickly in his meatball grave,” said Fahry.

“Iya, sis.”

“Others too, spend the meal huh. If less can ask again with his brother meatballs, later Brother who tractir.”

“Iya. Thank you so much brother Fahry,” said they simultaneously.

“Iya, equally.”

They ate together, until the meatballs in their bowls were gone.

“It's done?” fahri asked to see that the children had finished the meatballs.

“Already brother, very full Alhamdulillah.”

“Alhamdulillah, now go home yes. It's night, later Mama's home on cariin.”

“Mama already knows brother, if we must be at home brother Fahry. Mama is not angry,” said Ifal and the others nodded.

“Iya. But, it's night now. Here bring the meatballs, to eat at home again.”

Fahry handed over the wrapped meatballs.

“Thanks a lot brother. On Sunday, we teach again, sister?”

“Kakak can not promise. If you are not busy, yes.”

“Iya, sis.”

“Assalamualaikum,” say their greetings together.

“Waalaikumsalam..” Fahry and Ifan.

“They are very small huh Fahry. But, they already felt the loss of their parents.”

“Iya,” said Fahry briefly saw the departure of the children home from his home.

“I've also felt what they felt. However, the difference when my mother left I was an adult.”

Ifan patted Fahry on the shoulder, giving him some encouragement.