Destiny For Aqila
Returnees
Soekarno-Hatta Airport at 08.30 WIB,
The strong wind made the veil worn by the beautiful girl fly along following the wind.
“Ish is it, the wind can not be silent what? Can make the veil Qila fly, later how to try if Qila also fly, it is not funny” Aqila chat while justifying the veil carried by the wind.
Aqila is now at the airport waiting for the idol who will soon return home after all this time he studied in Tarim.
“Daddy is still a long time brother coming? The plane didn't show up?” aqila asked looking at the father who was also waiting.
“Sabar Qila later also come” replied Qila-Fikri's father.
“Abi, old brother Iqbal huh?” tanya Aqila now turned to look at Abi more precisely Abinya Iqbal-Abi Sham.
“Sabar ya nak” said smile, Aqila just nodded and looked down with a bent face.
“Tuh Iqbal instead of Syam?” ask Father Fikri while pointing towards the front.
Abi Sham and Aqila turned their heads in the direction pointed by Fikri's father, Aqila's eyes sparkling when she saw a handsome man with his suitcase moving towards them.
“Assalamualaikum” greetings when it has arrived before them.
“Waalaikummussalam” answer them.
The handsome man greeted Abi Syam and Fikri's father, “How are you?” abi Sham asked and hugged his son.
“Alhamdulillah good Bi, abi how?” saut then took off his embrace and smiled looking at his ashes.
“Alhamdulillah abi is also good son, thank God if you are good” replied abi Sham patted his son's shoulder.
“Iqbal” calls Fikri's father who makes the master turn with his smile.
“Dad” called him too and they hugged each other.
“Healthy son?” ask Fikri's father.
“Alhamdullillah, healthy father?” askalanya.
“Alhamdulillah” answers.
While Aqila had just been silent and her eyes never separated from the handsome face that she had long missed.
“Abang” calls Aqila slowly, which makes the three other men of the generation look at her.
Aqila with her shoulder face looked at Iqbal, “Huwaaa Qila also wanted to be hugged” she cried and stretched her hand to hug, ask in the hug, but not a hug received but a large bag thrown by Iqbal.
Aqila stared confusedly at the bag, “Ihhh brother is not a bag that wants Qila to hug but brother” whining his legs stomping.
“Hei boy, we are not mahram” he said ketus who made the two middle-aged men chuckle.
“Ihhh Qila is not a boy, now Qila is already big age Qila is 18 years old, he said, Qila has gone to school and wants to graduate High School so Qila is not a boy anymore” he said annoyed at pursing his lips and still hugging the big bag that Iqbal threw earlier.
“Keep if not what boy?” tanyanya stared at Aqila flatly.
“Yes pokonya Qila is not a boy anymore, brother can not call Qila boy again” must look at the annoyed man in front of him at this time.
“You are still a boy because your body is small” Iqbal teases Aqila who is shorter and smaller than him.
“Huwaaa father, abi, brother Iqbal fierce, he said Qila boy and body Qila small” shoot Qila to abi Sham and his father.
“That's what Iqbal said right” said Fikri's father confirmed what made Aqila even more upset.
“Huwaaa father equally, Qila aduin to mother and also umi ya” threatened.
“Please” say Iqbal and go with his brother and Fikri's father to leave Aqila alone.
“Huwaaa, why stayin Qila, you evil play stay” shouted Aqila then ran with a bag that was still in his arms.
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“BUNDA... UMI'S... Father, abi, the same evil brother Iqbal Qila” shouted Aqila and went straight into the house to look for his mother and umi Fatimah - uminya Iqbal.
“Heheh sorry, mother evil father same Qila” Aqila to the mother.
“Wicked why?” tanyakanya.
“Abang Iqbal said Qila's small body father also allowed it, mother body Qila did not shrink, Qila's body is big, Qila is also not a child again bun?” ask Aqila.
“Iya-iya” answer.
“The answer is yes-iya doang?” aqila asked annoyed.
“Ya keep mom have to answer what?” ask mother Asih back.
“Yes answer what kek” saut Aqila upset and crossed the chest and turned his face.
“Where else is nak?” ask umi Fatimah who just came while carrying a tray in her hand and then placed it on the table.
“Tuuhh” show Aqila to the three men who are walking towards them.
“Assaalamualaikum” greetings them together.
“Waalaikummussalam” answers.
“Iqbal son umi, umi kangen nak” said umi Fatimah and immediately hugged her son tightly.
“Iqbal is also umi, umi how are you?” ask Iqbal and kiss his common forehead.
“Alhamdulillah well dear, you how?” umi Fatimah smiled and stroked her son's head gently.
“Alhamdulillah umi, Iqbal also good” he replied.
“Iqbal long time no see” saut mother Asih and Iqbal cupped his arms in front of the chest.
“Yes mother, healthy mother?” ask Iqbal.
“Alhamdulillah healthy, you are more handsome just ya” he said that made everything chuckle.
“He's handsome, Iqbal's brother, isn't he bang?” tanya Aqila raised her eyebrows.
While Iqbal just looked at him without any intention to answer him, and Aqila pursed her lips in annoyance.
“Already we sit first, must be very tired travel far” saut abi Syam, then they sat down and talked more precisely the mothers who asked Iqbal so much that they did not give her husbands and Aqila a chance to talk.
“Bundaa... Umii... Replace dong, did Qila also want to ask the same brother” annoyed Aqila with his crybreng.
“Iya-iya” answers together.
“Abanggg” call Aqila spoiled.
“Abangggg, are there any lovers?” aqila asked which made Iqbal stare at Aqila horror.
“No, why?” ketus tanyanya.
“Hmmm, AAAA means there is an opportunity for Qila dong hehehe” he said smiling shyly, while others stared at the strange Aqila.
“You're healthy?” asked Mother Asih put her hand on Aqila's forehead.
“Ihh mother what the hell, Qila healthy ko, yes bang?” aqila said and looked at Iqbal with a very annoying look.
Iqbal just rolled his eyeballs lazily, while the others again chuckled at the nature of those who were still like before, never changed. Did ya?
**To Be Continue...
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