Assalamualaikum Ukhti
Chapter 62

While elsewhere, the look on Mr. Heri's face was so very happy. I don't know what makes him so happy, so Anggun who entered his room also looks surprised to see the face of the papa who looks happy.

“Pa, what's wrong? How come Papa smiles by himself?” ask Anggun curious.

Mr. Heri immediately turned his head towards the voice, being a little surprised by the arrival of his daughter.

“Ah, it turns out you are Graceful. You surprised Papa, what's up here? Tumben once to Papa's room,” asked Sir Heri to see Anggun.

“No Pa. Anggun only asks for Papa's signature, because Anggun needs a signature for tomorrow morning,” said Anggun submit the file.

“Hm .. alright.” He took the file and signed it.

“Remember, Graceful. Just a few more days of your engagement, don't disappoint Papa.”

“Iya, Pa. Papa take it easy, I won't let Papa down.”

“Smart child. Papa knows you must not disappoint Papa and see, now Papa's business is back again forward thanks to you, son. Thank you my daughter, and now you rest already night,” said Mr. Heri attentively.

Gracefully nodded.

“Sama-sama Pah's. Papa should also rest, Anggun excuse me first.”

Mr. Heri nodded.

After leaving her Papa's room, Anggun heaved a sigh of relief.

Along with her Mama who had just arrived in front of her room, was about to turn the doorknob.

However, gracefully first opened the door.

“Anggun,” greet Mama.

“Iya, Ma.”

But not looking at my mom.

“What's Graceful? This time what else makes you mad at Mama?” asked Ms. Sintya to Anggun who these days is always sniffling at her.

“Looks like you're more arrogant now. Forgot that I am your mother, who conceived and gave birth to you?!” mama Sintya asked half a snarl.

“What is your brain now not in its place?!”

“What's this mom talking about? Did Mama forget? that Mama also has a daughter besides Icha!” graceful Protest does not want to lose.

“Astaghfirullah ... Gracefully! Icha is your real sister, how can you always envy her?”

“I don't envy Mah, but Mama's attention is always on Icha.”

“What's more yesterday, Mama looks so happy with them. Mama forgot if there is Papa and Graceful at home!”

Because yesterday someone sent a photo of the mother who was joking with her son and daughter-in-law, to make herself feel jealous again.

“Already! Mama didn't think that way of your mind! Every day you always give the same attention and affection to all your children. Don't be selfish, always be noticed. What if Icha asks you? Papa's attention is always on you!”

Gracefully speechless, for some reason embedded in his heart was always envious of his own sister.

“Why silence? Mama right,” asked Ms. Sintya.

“Mama will never understand,” ketus Anggun go leave Mama.

Ms. Sintya shook her head.

He let out a rough sigh, seeing Anggun close the door of his room violently.

“Anggun knows who it is from? If yesterday I went to the house of Icha,” muttered Bu Sintya wondering.

Chequek!

Ms. Sintya opened the door of her room, seen the face of Mr. Heri who was still implied by the cheer that had not faded since Anggun came out of his room.

“Where are Ma?” ask Mr. Heri to see his wife.

Ms. Sintya frowned in surprise, her husband's attitude was not as usual.

“From kitchen,” say Bu Santy.

“Oh. Now rest, because it's night.”

Again Miss Sintya was surprised, Mr. Heri said softly to her.

He thinks it's a good opportunity for him, asking permission to follow Dika tomorrow.

“Pa, there's something I want to talk about.”

“What is Ma?”

“I want to ask permission, tomorrow want to see Dika and his wife. Because they are experiencing a disaster,” said Bu Sintya carefully.

“Common? What's wrong with them?” tanyakanya.

Just asking, there is no anxiety from the look on Mr. Heri's face.

“His wife was admitted to the hospital. She was traumatized, having been almost raped by a man.”

“Oh, that's it. Tell Dika tomorrow, I'm concerned and tell her too, all of that is due to insubordination on Papa himself!”

Sintya ma'am swallowed his saliva.

“So?” ask Ms. Sintya again.

“Go, because my heart is happy right now. Then I let you go,” said Mr. Heri.

Ms. Sintya sighed in relief.

“Thank you,” Bu Sintya said to her husband.

“Hm ..” Deham sir Heri without seeing his wife.

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Meanwhile, at the residence of Icha.

It was almost midnight, Icha had not been able to close her eyes.

He went back and forth, looking for the right position. However, his eyes could not be closed yet.

“Am I hungry? It's so hard to sleep,” he murmured.

Looking next to her, her husband was asleep. Even with heavy breathing.

Icha raised her husband's disavowed hand on her stomach, slowly getting out of bed so as not to wake her husband.

Before leaving the room, he first wore a cloth covering his head. Because she still remembers her husband's words, and wants to be filial. If she has to wear a hijab when she leaves the room.

When she opened the door, she saw her husband again to make sure he was still asleep.

Then exit the room and close the door again.

“Astaghfirullah .. why are my eyes so hard to sleep?” he sat down on the chair, with his elbows resting on the table.

However, Icha frowned in surprise, Cindy did not say anything or mention about the photo.

Flashback.

“Fahry, your wife is so beautiful. We haven't seen each other in a long time,” Cindy said.

Icha was still silent in her place.

“Iya,” says Fahry.

“Why a coincidence once,” murmured Fahry in heart.

“Sorry, Miss Cindy. We excuse you,” pamit Icha who realized with her daydream.

“Where are you?” cindy looked at the husband and wife in turn.

“Oh I know. You guys want to share this, right?” guess Cindy.

Although not so familiar with Fahry, but Cindy very know the nature of Fahry long ago. Because he was close to his late mother Fahry, because he used to sell in their school cafeteria.

“Iya,” sahut Icha.

Fahry could only swallow his saliva violently.

“Can I come?” ask Cindy.

Fahry did not answer immediately, he looked at his wife first.

“Bby,” sahut Icha without waiting for her husband's approval.

“Wah, thank you very much Marissa,” said Cindy took Icha's hand with happy enthusiasm, even though she just met.

Icha just smiled assuming it.

“Let your wife come with me by car,” Cindy suggested.

“But, I want to come with my husband on the motorbike,” Icha said.

“I forced,” said Cindy pulled slowly her hand Icha.

“Mas,” call Icha.

“Cindy, sorry. Let my wife come with me,” said Fahry holding his wife's hand.

“Fahry. Let me repay all your mother's kindness to me, let your wife come with me. I'm confused what way to reply?”

Icha frowned in wonder, what kindness did her late father-in-law to her Cindy first.

“Ya can yes. I'm not a bad person, let alone thinking of kidnapping your wife!”

Fahry and Icha stared at each other for a moment, Fahry nodded slowly.

“Alhamdullilah. Thank you Fahry,” said Cindy enthusiastically.

After getting permission from Fahry, Cindy took Icha into her car and followed behind Fahry's motorbike.

“Marissa, sorry don't get me wrong about Fahry and me. He and I are just friends, not even close. But I was closer to his late mother. She was very kind to me, even looking at me like her own daughter. Because I have no mother since I was in elementary school, somehow I like having another mother when close to her mother Fahry.”

Icha nodded in understanding.

“Call me Icha only, usually I am called Icha,” said Icha.

“Oh, Icha yes. Hm ... nice name,” says Cindy.

“But I've never met you before? Mas Fahry also no story,” said Icha softly.

“Haha .. I told you. Fahry and I weren't too close, probably because Fahry kept his distance because it wasn't a muhrim. But I was very close to his mother. I just got back from out of town, because I settled in there and came back here because there's some work. It was just a few days.”

“Oh, so.”

Icha nodded in understanding.

“How long have you been married?”

“Newly, not even a month.”

“Wah, you newlyweds. Congratulations Icha, may it last until death separates.”

“Aamiin ..”

Instantaneous silence.

It didn't take long, they arrived at the place.

Fahry waited for his wife to get out of the car. Icha and Cindy get out of the car, approaching Fahry who is waiting for them.

“Oh yes Cindy. I haven't seen each other in a long time since my mother left. You still live in this city?” fahry asked pleasantries, as good human beings respect each other.

They talked while stepping towards the elderly house.

The other hand carries a large plastic box containing a food box, while the next hand holds his wife's hand.

“I've moved Fahry. Come here there are only a few jobs and accidentally meet you at the red light.”

“Oh yes. A coincidence,” said Fahry.

“Nak, Fahry,” call one of the women called grandma by Fahry.

“Grandma, how are you?” ask Fahry.

“Alhamdullilah well,” sahut.

He looked next to Fahry, two women in different ways of dressing.

One was wearing clothes that were covered up to his head and the other was wearing clothes without a hijab.

Fahry smiled.

“Nek, Grandma's prayer answered. Now Icha is my wife,” Fahry said with a smile.

“Alhamdullilah ... Grandma is happy. Congratulations son, may your marriage be, Sakinah, Mawadah and Warahmah.”

“Aamiin ...” they say along with even Cindy also helped to guarantee.

After saying that, Fahry distributed the food and also several envelopes filled with money.

Icha sat down to see her husband and Cindy handing out the box. Because he felt dizzy, due to lack of sleep last night.

Fahry asked his wife to sit down to rest, because his wife's face looked pale.

Icha noticed the two, there was nothing wrong between the two of them. Even Cindy didn't mention the photos she saw last night.

However, Icha had not breathed a sigh of relief. I haven't heard from Cindy.

“Yes God, who cruelly slandered my husband?” murmuring Icha in the heart.

Flashback.