Assalamualaikum Ukhti
Chapter 8

Upon arrival at home, Icha parked his motorbike in its original place. Then step into the house.

“Assalamualaikum..” said.

Although no one or who answers greetings, it is mandatory to say greetings when entering the house.

He walked into the kitchen, taking water. Because his throat felt dry, he pulled a chair and sat down while drinking water.

“Eh, Miss is home,” greet her maid.

“Iya, Bi. Did Papa come home, Mom?” ask Icha.

“It looks like not yet, only Miss Anggun has gone home.”

“Kak Anggun is home? Tumben, usually night!” icha gumam.

“It looks like pain, Miss.”

“Sick. What pain?” ask Icha again.

“Lacking to know Miss,” said her maid because she did not know.

“Alright, Bi. Thank you,” said Icha then left the kitchen.

Icha slowly climbed up the stairs, then entered her room.

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Inside the room Anggun sat pensively on the balcony, as it was still waiting for Dino the lover to contact.

Drrt! Drrt!

The voice shakes his phone, he hopes the call is from the lover.

However, his smile disappeared when he saw the name on the phone screen.

“Halo,” say with lazy tone.

“Halo, Graceful. What's with your voice? Are you still sick?” ask Papa.

“Neighbor Pa. Graceful just woke up,” said.

“Hm... All right, prepare yourself, beautiful makeup. Papa's friend wants to go home, Papa wants to introduce you to him.”

“Friends? who's Pa?”” ask Anggun.

“Iya. You'll find out for yourself when you get home. To be clear, he's a successful young entrepreneur.”

“Now a beautiful dandan bath,” he added again.

“Iya, Pah.”

Gracefully ending his call, he shifted his phone screen and pressed back the number he had been waiting for since not calling him back.

The number, connected but not raised.

“CK.... why not lift anyway?!” decap pissed Gracefully.

He placed his phone roughly on the table and passed it into the bathroom.

Long enough to perform the ritual bath, he came out with a towel wrapped around his body.

Gracefully choosing clothes that are suitable for him to wear, he wears a brown dress, then adds a little polish to his face.

When he finished, he went back to the balcony to pick up his cell phone. He saw no message at all from Dino.

“Huftt... Where the hell is he?” take a rough breath.

Gracefully exit the room, along with Icha who also exit the room after finishing running the Magrib Prayer.

“Where are you going?” tanya Icha saw Anggun who dressed up pretty with her who was like lacking materials.

“Not anywhere, just at home,” sahut Anggun a little ketus.

“Oh, so. Sister looks beautiful and neat, so Icha asked.”

“Hm...” Deham Anggun.

Icha followed Anggun down the stairs, with Papa and a male guest sitting in the living room talking warmly.

Icha stopped in the middle of the stairs, seeing her Papa sitting in the living room. He was about to turn around, brother Dika held him back.

“Where are you?” tanya Dika saw her sister turn around.

“Icha to room, Bang.”

Dika grasped his sister's hand, while stepping. However, who would have thought that the young man who was sitting had since looked at Icha who came down from the stairs.

He saw Anggun and Icha alternately.

He passed them, still pulling his sister's hand towards the dining table.

“Pak Aditya, this is my daughter.”

Seeing the Netra Aditya that can not be separated from Icha.

“Eh yes. Aditya,” he said a little surprised directly reached out his hand to Anggun.

“Anggun,” said.

Gracefully sitting next to her Papa.

“Who is that woman with your son, sir? Is she your daughter too?” tanyakanya.

He did not answer directly.

“How about we have dinner together, my wife has cooked for dinner,” invite her to switch the conversation.

Aditya thought for a moment, then nodded.

They moved out of their seats, stepping into the kitchen.

While in the kitchen, Icha and Dika were sitting next to each other. Icha took some side dishes for his brother.

They also sat down, Aditya next to Anggun sat down. However, Aditya's seat faces Icha but is blocked by the dining table.

“Please get me too,” Aditya said handing over the plate to Icha.

Icha looked at him for a moment, then her nether turned to her Papa who was also staring at him.

“Anggun, please take a side dish for Mr. Aditya,” he said.

With a little laziness, Anggun was forced to take it. Because at this moment, he felt very dizzy smelling the smell of food.

Hoping that Icha take for him, Aditya resigned because it turns out Anggun who took it.

They chatted warmly at the dinner table, often Aditya was caught by Icha staring at him.

Actually, Icha wants to eat in the kitchen with the workers. However, his brother forbade wanting Icha to eat together at the dinner table.

While Anggun just stirring the food on his plate, without intending to eat it.

Dika and Aditya have finished their meal, Dika invites Aditya to the living room, so that his sister does not feel uncomfortable. Because since then, the netraannya caught Aditya who was staring at his sister.

At the dinner table, only Icha and Papa are left. As he moved from his seat, his father called out to him.

“Icha,” call it.

“Iya, Pa.”

“Lain times! if there are guests, you should eat in the kitchen or eat last. I don't want my guests to be uncomfortable, let alone see your clothes as big as that! Embarrassment!” the ketus passed away leaving Icha who was pecking near the dining table.

It was common for his father to speak loudly to him long ago, often even snapping at him. However, the words of his father just made his heart feel pierced by a sharp dagger, sick and sore.

The water flowed just like that to his cheeks, he stepped away towards his room regardless of the person staring at him in the living room.

No exception Aditya himself, even he caught the hijab-wearing woman wiping her tears.

“Why is she crying?” ask Aditya in heart.

“How is Mr Aditya, my daughter is beautiful, isn't she?” she praised her son.

Aditya smiled, he only realized if Mr. Heriyanto invited to the house was to introduce his daughter.

“Iya, all beautiful women including your wife are also beautiful,” he added.

“Ah Yes. You are right,” said Mr. Heryanto smiling forcefully.

“Alright, thank you for your banquet. I was very satisfied, especially the food was delicious. Next time I will visit again,” said Aditya wants to say goodbye home.

“Iya, Mr. Aditya. Thank you too, for taking the time to come to our small house,” said Mr. Heriyanto.

“Iya. Then, excuse me!” pampered.

Aditya extended his hand to Dika and his papa and passed away without shaking hands with Grace.

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