Assalamualaikum Ukhti
Chapter 55

Plaque!

Hard slap landed on the smooth cheek Anggun, to make the owner complain of pain.

“You're changing now! You are brave now!” snarled Dino without feeling the slightest bit guilty.

“I don't care!” anggun wrath while holding his cheek that feels hot due to Dino's hard slap.

“We are no longer husband and wife. So, from now on don't ever call me again!” pekik Anggun passed away leaving Dino.

Grace was very upset with Dino who suddenly slapped her, no matter what she did wrong.

“Argghh ..” strangle Dino kicking air.

When arriving in the car, Anggun immediately drove and left the place.

“Damn it, so I came here just to receive a slap from him!” anggun Angeram still drives the car.

With a very upset feeling, Anggun drove his car at a fairly high speed towards the office.

Arriving at the office, along with the Papa who had just parked his car.

“Anggun,” muttered to see Anggun just got out of his car in a hurry to step towards the elevator.

“Where is he from?” ask in the heart.

Mr. Heri stepped into the elevator, then pressed the elevator button.

“Where are you from?” ask Mr. Heri who just opened the door of his room.

Gracefully frowning in wonder, from which his papa could know.

“Meaning Papa? Gracefully do not understand,” asked Anggun.

“Do not pretend to be stupid! Did you meet your ex-husband? answer!” snapped sir Heri.

Gracefully nodded slowly.

Mr. Heri was upset.

“Why, did you meet him? Do you want to go back to her?!” asked Heri looking intently at his daughter.

“Ti-no Pa, Anggun also do not want to refer to him.”

Mr. Heri breathed a sigh of relief.

“Never, think of going back to her. Don't disappoint Papa, your engagement is set next month don't make Papa shy like Icha!” said Mr. Heri reminded.

“Iya Pa,” sahut Anggun understand.

“Good,” said Mr. Heri patted his daughter slowly on the shoulder and left her out of the room.

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In the office, Dika cursed annoyed.

“Astaghfirullah ..” Dika just regained his senses, sighing.

He had just heard from his old friend, and it was the father of his friend who was about to marry his sister Anggun.

“I've been suspicious of this. Kok Papa tega, again sacrificing his daughter.”

“What the hell did Papa want,” annoyed Dika while pinching his forehead.

Dika took his cell phone trying to contact his sister.

Tut! Tut!

Voice call connected.

“Halo, what's wrong with calling me?” ketus Graceful.

“Anggun, I'm your brother keep talking to you!”

There was the sound of a sigh of Grace from inside her cell phone Dika.

“What's up?” ask Anggun slowly.

“How are you?”

“Good,” sahut Anggun short.

“Anggun, I heard you want to get married again?”

“Iya,” watered Gracefully.

“Why? What about your husband? How can you marry someone else, while still being the status of someone's wife!”

“I'm divorced!”

“Oh yes. Did ya? Does this have anything to do with Papa?”

Graceful speechless, but still stick the flat object in her earlobe.

“Anggun, why silence? Quickly say,” said Dika again.

“No. It's my own will, brother. Papa did not participate in this, me and Dino agreed to separate,” said Anggun lying.

“Really? So quickly you get married, not yet three months. What ...” greeting Dika on the sidelines by Anggun.

“This is Anggun's own decision, Brother no need to interfere! Just take care of your brother, who has embarrassed Papa!” ketus Anggun immediately ended his call.

“That's what Papa told Anggun, about Icha.”

Dika sighed harshly, I don't know what his parents did first. So that his family must be like this, he really does not want his family to be divided like this.

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This afternoon Icha and Beautiful are cooking quite a lot, because there are children who want to come to their home and also the Mama also wants to visit home.

“How? Have you met Fahry's parents?” tanya Beautiful in her cooking.

“Mas Fahry no longer have parents, if the brother of his parents is there. But, it is outside the.” area

“Oh.” lovely nod understand.

When returning from a tent where flood victims were displaced, they stopped by one of the public burial places.

And for the first time Icha saw her husband shed tears.

Flashback.

“Mas, home mom where?” tanya Icha stuck her chin on her husband's shoulder from behind.

“Iya, soon we will meet Mom,” said Fahry still riding his motorbike casually.

Icha nodded.

Not long after they arrived at the public burial ground, Icha frowned in surprise.

“Mas, this is tomb?” tanya Icha still hasn't come down from the bike.

“Iya. This is my mother's final resting place and my father's. They are gone,” said Fahry.

“Mas. I'm sorry, really don't know it Mas,” said Icha feeling guilty.

“Apologies why? You're not wrong. What's wrong I, haven't told you.”

Icha nodded, then got off the bike. They joined hands to enter the tomb area.

Fahry crouched down beside one of the mounds of the tomb, followed by Icha.

They say a prayer, Icha accidentally caught her husband wiping his tears, even repeatedly Fahry rubbed her.

Icha rubbed her husband's shoulder gently, feeling what her husband was feeling. Even though he had never lost his parents.

Flashback.

“Icha, Icha!” call his brother-in-law while shaking his arm.

“Astaghfirullah ... Icha, what's wrong with you? Istigfar deck,” said Indah saw her sister daydreaming.

“Astaghfirullahalazim .. sorry sis,” said Icha instantly realized.

He immediately turned off the stove because he smelled the smell of a scorch.

“You why deck?”

“Yes Allah sis, the fish is charred,” Icha said look into the pan.

“Astaghfirullah ..” they chuckled at the very dried fish, almost charred.

“Alhamdullilah nothing happened. Icha sit down first, let Brother who cook,” proffer Indah.

“Thank you, Brother.”

Drrrttt !

Icha's cell phone shook, revealing an incoming call from her Mama.

“Mama,” ogled immediately swipe to receive calls.

“Assalamualaikum, Ma.”

“Waalaikumsalam, darling. Mama's already ahead, but Mama's confused which Icha house?” asked Ms. Sintya because she saw there were several houses that were almost the same.

“Before Ma, Icha out first.”

While carrying her mobile phone, alhamdullilah Icha always wear hijab when out of the room.

She removed her hijab while in the room, while alone with her husband.

“Ma, Icha here!” call Icha half-collaborating waving her hand.

Ms. Sintya turned to the source of the voice, her net was on her daughter who waved her hand.

“Sorry, dear. Mama troubles you,” said Bu approached Icha.

“It's okay Ma. Come on in, sister Indah is waiting for us.”

“Iya, darling.”

Ms. Sintya holding her daughter's hand into the house, Ms. Sintya looked around Icha's house.

The house is not too big, simple but comfortable. When entering the house, the atmosphere is so cool.

“Assalamualaikum Ma,” greet his son-in-law Indah.

“Waalaikumsalam Darling. How are you?”

Ms. Sintya hugged her daughter-in-law.

“Alhamdullilah well, Ma. Mama and Papa healthy?” tanya Beautiful's.

“Alhamdullilah, as Beautiful see.”

“Alhamdulillah,” said Icha and Beautiful together.

“Mama sit down first, let Icha make green tea.”

“Icha not necessary. You and Mama just chat, let Brother make tea and continue cooking.”

“But, Brother ..”

“Icha, do not refuse yes,” said Beautiful gently.

Because she knew, if her mother-in-law missed her daughter so much.

“Thank you, Brother.”

Lovely nods.

“Thank you dear. Dear Mama is lucky to have a daughter-in-law who is so considerate, and even more fortunate that her son Mama. Already got a beautiful wife, kind again,” said Bu Sintya.

“That's very lucky is, Beautiful has a kind family Ma. Feel Beautiful to have Mom back,” beautiful soft speech.

Suddenly, water dripped out of his net.

Ms. Sintya immediately hugged her daughter-in-law, repeatedly kissing the tip of her head.

Ms. Sintya let go of her embrace, then looked at the jet-black Netra of her daughter-in-law who looked wet.

“Sayang. If Lovely misses your parents, come to Mama's house. Mama is your parents too now,” said softly Ms. Sintya gently, while wiping away the remaining tears.

Lovely nods.

“Iya, Ma.”

Icha smilingly looked between her mother and sister-in-law, it was warm to see those hugging each other.

However, that smile instantly faded when he remembered his Papa.

“I am very happy now I can hug Mama, but it will feel complete if Papa and Anggun brother are also here. Am I so greedy that I want it all,” Icha murmured in heart.

“Icha, why daydream?” ma'am Sintya asked looking at her daughter's blank stare.

“Hah, no Ma,” concluded Icha.

“Since then, Brother noticed Icha daydreaming a lot. What does Icha think?” tanya Beautiful's.

“No sister,” Icha said showing her smile.

“If there is something that makes Icha so to mind, do not in the pendam yourself. We'd better talk about it, who knows we can help.”

“Iya, sis. For now there is nothing Icha thinks,” Icha said again.

“Alright, now you and Mama just chat.”

Icha nodded.

Seeing her sister-in-law going to the kitchen, Icha took her to the guest room. To get her mother to rest.

When Bu Sintya landed his body on a soft mattress, because the age is not young anymore, making him feel tired so quickly.

“Ma,” said Icha approached her Mama and hugged her while lying down.

“Iya, darling.”

“How are Papa and Kak Anggun? I miss them so much,” said Icha still holding the body of the Mama.

Ms. Sintya sighed.