Assalamualaikum Ukhti
Chapter 95
Anggun stared at the departure of Icha and her husband from the balcony of her room, inexplicably until now there is still a sense of jealousy towards her sister.
Gracefully thinking for a moment, he intended to try to meet his daughter back.
Gracefully stepped inside her room, picked up her bag and rushed out of it.
From the top floor, when going down the stairs. There was clearly the sound of the baby's laughter, so the laughter filled the entire house.
Gracefully looking at her happy parents, they both tried to make the baby laugh.
“Anggun. Where are you going?” tanya Bu Sintya saw Anggun coming down the stairs.
“Come a minute, Ma. No business,” Sahut with a little annoyed tone.
“Anggun. Your age is an adult, right first how to dress you,” said Mr. Heri who saw Anggun still with his sexy clothes.
“I'm not Icha, Pa!”
Mr. Heri stroked his chest hearing his daughter's words.
“See my life is now ruined Pa! Who should be blamed? Even when I wanted to meet my daughter, I had to fight desperately! This time I rebelled, I don't want to hear anyone now!”
Mr. Heri looked down, undeniable, he was the most guilty in that regard.
“Papa apologize, Son. Yes, Papa should be blamed. Because of Papa's selfishness, you all suffer the consequences. Papa is very sorry,” shrieked sir Heri while looking down.
“My sins are too much. I'm a very bad parent!”
Plaque! Plaque!
Mr. Heri repeatedly slapped his left and right cheeks repeatedly.
“I'm very sinful!”
Plaque! Plaque!
Repeatedly Mr. Heri slapped his cheeks, until a reddish look on both cheeks.
“Pa, already Pa.”
Ms. Sintya tried to hold her husband's arm while holding her granddaughter Azam.
“No, don't stop me!”
“Pa, already!” his wife watched her husband continuously beat her.
Making Azam who was originally laughing, now crying hysterically because he was surprised and afraid to hear Bu Sintya scream.
“Sstt .. dear, sorry Oma yes. Bi ...” call him to his assistant.
“Iya, Mistress.”
“Please bring Azam to the room, give him a bottle of milk.”
The maid nodded, then immediately brought Azam into the house.
“Pa, sorry. I didn't want to yell at you earlier,” She stroked her husband's slightly reddish cheeks.
Graceful just stared at the Papa, without intending to prevent it earlier.
“Anggun, go to your room!” bu Sintya said full of emphasis.
“I don't want to!” his mouth immediately passed away going out of the house.
Grace is still not accepting what is happening to her at this time, until her emotions are sometimes uncontrollable.
“Anggun, where are you going?” ma'am Sintya asked half-shouting.
Graceful no matter the screams of the mother, he continued his steps towards his car still parked neatly in place.
Ms. Sintya let out a heavy sigh, seeing her daughter disregarding her call.
Ms. Sintya returned to her husband, Mr. Heri still looked down to mourn his mistake.
“I am an example of parents who are not good for my children, what are my mistakes that can be forgiven? I am very sinful, I am very ashamed of Icha and Dika,” lilihnya.
“Pa, Allah is most forgiving.”
Heri looked at his wife's face.
“Astaghfirullah ..” he said Mr. Heri in heart.
“Papa calm herself, we go into the room,” invite Bu Sintya to push her husband's wheelchair.
Because Mr. Heri is not yet strong to walk, what's more up the stairs. Ms. Sintya decided to sleep in the guest room downstairs.
In car.
Gracefully hit the steering wheel of the car, he actually loved Mr. Heri very much. Somehow the harsh words just came out of his mouth for the first time.
In the car he cursed himself, for making the father feel guilty.
“Stupid! Why with me?!” he swore to himself.
“Huft ...”
Gracefully sighed repeatedly, even she involuntarily shed tears.
“Maafin Anggun Pa,”.
Long enough he's in the car, fighting with his head.
On the other hand, he had to fight for his daughter who was still carried by the husband.
On the other hand, he also felt very guilty for yelling at his Papa. Although it is true, if what is experienced by him at this time it is all the work of his father.
Anggun rushed away from the house, drove towards the lawyer's house which he had previously contacted.
Although he had to be willing to sell a luxury car that he bought with his own savings, to pay a lawyer to win custody of his daughter.
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They have arrived at their halfway house that has stood, even quite a lot of residents.
Even flood victims were temporarily on the edge of the halfway house. Because of the condition of their homes that are severely damaged due to the swift brunt of water.
Even scavengers and street people who still do not have a place to live, are also in the place.
Many donors who contribute clothing and food.
Dika can sigh in relief, because his desire has been achieved since long ago, which is to build a halfway house.
“Bang, success always yes Bang. Success in helping the distress of others, Icha also happy.”
“Iya, Darling. All thanks to you too, without your help Brother is also not able.”
“Ya although, this house was delayed development. Because someone deliberately burned it,” said Dika with a smile that did not fade.
Icha swallowed his saliva violently, he forgot about it. Until now, Dika does not know who is behind the burning of the house.
For a moment Icha and her husband looked at each other.
“Assalamualaikum ..” says Ifan says hello.
Icha sighed in relief, seeing the arrival of Ifan.
“Waalaikumsalam ..” say they are together.
“You guys why are you standing here? Come in,” invite Ifan.
Ifan helped manage the halfway house, because he was trusted by Dika.
“Iya. Come on in,” take Dika on them.
They enter the house, inside already provided by Ifan for the guests who come to visit the halfway house.
“How's Ifan? Everything safe?” ask Dika after landing his ass on the couch.
“Aalhamdulillah's. But, there's a little problem. The problem is not too serious.”
“What problems?” ask Fahry and Dika simultaneously.
“It looks like we have to build walls and fences. Since there are some people here losing money, I've seen the cctv footage and the ones taking their money are not people from here but people from outside.”
“Oh yes. Then what are you waiting for? Security number one.”
“Iya, Sir. I'll ask another handyman to build it soon.”
“Iya. I'll transfer the money tomorrow morning, after which I hand it over to you. Faster better,” he said.
“Iya, Sir.”
“Hai Aunt pretty,” greet the boy who is about seven years old.
Everyone stared at the source of the sound.
“Hai,” sahut Icha.
He approached the boy standing in the doorway.
“Whose name are you?” tanya Icha who squatted in front of the little girl who was the female gender.
“My name is Sifa. Whose Aunt's name?”
“Sifa,” murmured in the heart.
Icha immediately remembered the little boy named Sifa, very long he did not hear the voice of Sifa who was babbling unclear, even missing the boy.
“Tante kok daydreaming anyway?” protest the boy.
Icha immediately realized.
“Eh sorry dear. Where are your parents?” tanyakanya.
“That,” he said pointing to his mother who was holding his sister.
“Tante, my sister's body is so hot. Is it okay, take my sister to the hospital? But ...” Sifa hung up her words.
“But what Dear?”
“But, my mother has no money. The money was spent in the drifting water, because our house was flooded.”
“Oh. Wait a minute,” said Icha.
She approached her husband who was sitting talking to Ifan and his brother.
“Honey,” Call Icha.
“Iya, what's up?” ask Fahry.
Icha whispered something in Fahry's ear, until he nodded in understanding.
Icha and Fahry say goodbye first to Dika and the others.
Icha saw her sister Sifa who was very fussy, what else was her extremely high body temperature.
“Bring to the hospital only, Mom. Do not think about the cost issue, all our costs will bear. I don't need to worry, the most important thing is that the mother's child can be handled by the Doctor first,” said Fahry.
“But Sir. We haven't ..”
“Bu, pity his son. Now quickly take it to the hospital,” sela Icha who is no less anxious to see the baby crying hysterically.
Sifa's mother nodded.
Fahry asked the driver to drive them to the hospital in his car.
“I will propose to brother, if in the remaining vacant land to be built a free medical clinic. So that people who are here, not too far to seek treatment, especially in times of urgency like this.”
“I agree mas,” sahut Icha put her chin on her husband's shoulder.