Assalamualaikum Ukhti
Chapter 2

Icha sat on the edge of her mattress, a soft mattress that she had longed for years. Looking at a small photo on the nightstand, a picture of him with his parents.

“Ma, forgive Icha yes Ma. Icha never obeyed what Mama said. But, this is Icha's will from long ago! Icha want to enter Ma pesantren,” Icha cleanly embraced the small photo.

Without her noticing if her mother was staring at her from a distance, a sudden round of tears flowed down her cheeks, then immediately wiped away her tears and passed away from that place.

After hugging the small photo, Icha took her suitcase and reassembled it in her closet clothes. When he opened his small bag, he saw the book he bought out of the mosque.

“This book,” Gumam Icha.

See the name of the book, Muhammad Al-Fahry.

“What is this name?” ask Icha in the heart.

He opened the book, it seems he liked the story of the book.

“This is not too bad,” murmured.

Icha put the book on the nightstand, because the day has begun in the afternoon Icha do the routine of bathing and performing obligatory prayers.

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Her night.

Dika's brother invited his sister to dinner together.

Arriving at the dining table, Icha swallows the coarse salivary. Seeing the food on the table is so delicious, all of these foods are her favorite foods.

While his mother was busy with her own food, regardless of Icha who pegged near the dining table.

“Icha, why daydream?” asked his brother and then pulled his sister's hand slowly to sit next to him.

“Eat a lot,” said Dika put some side dishes on her plate.

He knew very well, if the food on the table was his sister's favorite food. Therefore, he asked his assistant to cook the food that his sister liked.

His mother only took a quick glance, then continued her food without speaking a word.

At the dining table were only the three of them, while the other sister Dika was with her Papa. They will be back tomorrow, having to meet with important clients and also see new projects underway.

“How, yummy?” ask Dika.

Icha nodded doubtfully, she also glanced at her mother who had been silent since.

“Ma,” call Icha be careful.

Ibu Sintya stopped his chewing activity, glanced at Icha and then came back with his meal.

Seeing her mother just glancing, without even bothering to answer Icha's call, there was a sad look on her face.

Dika rubbed his sister's shoulder slowly, then shook his head slowly.

Icha saw her mother who had finished her meal, without finishing the food on her plate.

“Mama where are you going? Mama's food has not been spent,” asked Dika saw her mother move from her seat.

“Mama lost appetite!” when his mother passed away, he left the dining table.

Icha could not hold back her tears anymore, the water flowing just like that on her smooth cheeks.

“A—aku to room first Bang,” Og Icha.

Dika held his sister's hand.

“Spend your food first, after it's new to the room.”

Dika looked at his sister, then Icha nodded.

Icha sat back down, Dika took over the spoon held by her sister, then fed her.

“Bang, Icha can be alone,” reject Icha when Brother wants to bribe him.

“Already, don't argue! Quickly open your mouth,” Said Dika a little pushy.

Icha had to chew the food that had entered his mouth. The food is actually very delicious, somehow reluctant to get into his stomach, let alone see his mother who still has not spoken to him, to make his appetite disappear instantly.

“Already Bang, Icha satiated.”

Icha refused the food that her brother had fed her.

“Dek, redundant if food is not spent,” Dika said.

He spoke like that, so that his sister would finish her meal. Because he knows that his sister hasn't eaten since noon.

“Alhamdulillah,” said Dika saw the rice on his sister's plate was clean.

Dika drove his sister back to the room, before he came out of the room his sister did not stop giving attention and also did not think about the words of his mother.

“Iya Bang,” authentic Soft Icha.

Upon seeing her brother's departure, Icha let out a heavy sigh. In every breath, it does not stop to be special.

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Elsewhere, a man sits on the terrace looking at a beautiful star-studded night.

“Woy.... what are you thinking?” a man came from the kitchen to him on the terrace.

“Apaan anyway,” concluded.

“Fahry, Fahry. When do you want to daydream every night here? Don't expect an angel to come your way, if you don't try!”

“Entahlah. For now there is no thought,” said Fahry.

“But... today I accidentally met a girl, when I just came out of the mosque. Her eyes are very beautiful, I have never seen the eyes of a woman as beautiful as her.”

“Terus?”

“When the girl got into the car, a man picked her up. She was so familiar, maybe it was her husband or her brother.”

“Hush! Unlawful, if you imagine a woman who is not a muhrim, let alone the woman is married!” imbuh Ifan his boarding friend.

“Astagfirullah.” Lirih Fahry immediately realized.

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Morning time.

After the dawn prayer, Icha no longer went back to sleep. He cleaned his room. Because Icha would be so bored being in the room all day, he finally decided to help clean the house.

Because in the pesantren, Icha is used to carrying out tasks such as washing, sweeping and cleaning rooms.

The maid at her house tried to forbid her from helping. However, Icha remained adamant to do so.

Finally the maid relented, willing to be helped by Icha and the maid did other tasks.

Ting! The keg!

The bell door sounded.

Just then Icha focused on sweeping in the living room, because hearing the bell ringing Icha stepped into the door to open it.

“Papa,” said Icha saw his papa looking at him.

“You? Since when did you come home? Remember the house!?” his papa stepped in without caring about Icha who extended her hand.

Icha looked at her Papa who started to move away with mixed feelings, it was not easy for her to accept the attitude of her parents who seemed to not care about her anymore.

“Hai my beautiful sister,” greet her second brother.

“Kak Anggun,” Said Icha directly hugged his brother.

“How are you doing Icha?” tanyanya took off her sister's embrace.

He looked at Icha from top to bottom, looking at the clothes Icha was wearing.

“I'm good brother,” said Icha smiled knot, even really want to hug his sister back.

“Your clothes why is this, like greatness? Don't you have any more clothes?” ask Anggun.

“Not brother. I'd rather it's like this Brother,” said Icha softly.

“Oh...” sahut Anggun short and passed away leaving him.

“Mama,” greeting Anggun directly hugged his Mama who just came out of his room.

Icha clearly saw them, who missed each other. Icha held back her tears from dripping, even she instantly turned her face away.

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