I Found It
Seven

See you again, Ananta

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"Sister.."

Husna turned to the source of the voice. Staring at the face of his mother who still looks beautiful at his twilight age.

"Why Mah? " Husna immediately closed her laptop. His attention now shifted all to his mother.

"Well, there are business needs to Japan. Mama will come too, Brother will not come?" ask Anggrainy.

"Sister here only. After all, the sister can stay at Abi's house," Abi meant Husba was the younger brother of Anggraeni.

"Yes, take care of the food and don't forget the medicine." Husna nodded when she heard her mother's message which was always the same as when she was about to be left.

Husna spread his head over the narrow boat of the mother. Getting a fond swipe on her face made her feel comfortable and warm. He wished he could feel the rubbing for longer.

"Mama can't believe that Mama's daughter is grown. Mama still feels just yesterday you Mama put on a swaddling cloth. But even so, Big Brother will be your little daughter."

Husna hugged Mama tightly, when he heard the story back when Mama expected her presence for a dozen years. Husna was grateful to be born from the womb of an extraordinary woman.

"Sister will be Mama's little daughter always,"

"Sister, don't get married, yeah. Meet Mama here."

"What the hell is Ma. The language goes there. After all, Brother still wants to go to college in Japan." elak Husna immediately blushed his cheeks remember something.

"Why is this red cheek? What do you think brother? " Husna pouted when teased by her mother.

"What's up? " Arifin joined the two women he loved.

"It's Pa, he said sister—"

"Mama!" angraini's speech came to a halt as Husna's whining sounded.

"You go to Japan" Anggraeni continued with a flirting towards Husna. Husna choked, covering her face with both hands in shame.

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Plaque!

Ananta stayed in his place. Even though his cheeks were throbbing pain from the slap from the Father. It's not the first time Ananta has been treated like this. So he used to feel it.

"Where is the loss of your mind Ananta! " crochet Danov beaver.

On the other side of the corner Chela cried in the arms of the Mother while her eldest Brother Didi stood beside the Mother.

"Answer question Daddy son of a bitch!  Why are you thinking there?!"

Ananta gathered his courage. Staring at Black Father's Netra steadily.

"I have firmly anchored my heart, mind and body to Islam. There is no compulsion to embrace Islam." said Ananta firmly.

After dinner, he expressed his intentions to his family. Davon reacted quickly. Angry at the decision of his son.

Davon looked at his only son with a glance. There was no doubt in his son. Davon turned his gaze for a moment so as not to look at his son.

"If it's your decision, do it —" Ananta looked at his father's day.

"—But don't come back here. You're not the son of this house anymore."

"Dad?! " Mother immediately following the departure of the Husband to the top floor. Ananta wiped his wet cheeks. Ananta must be strong. Little heard from ustadz in his study. Many friends of the prophet who get a trial in embracing Islam. At least Ananta was more fortunate than Bilal the son of Rabbah who was tortured by his master. More fortunate than the Yassir family who died in such a heinous manner.

"Chela.." Ananta immediately hugged his sister's body. Both of his shoulders were shaking. Occasional whispers were heard from Chela. Ananta tightened his embrace. After this how Ananta protects Chela up close. If in fact he was kicked out of the house.

"Don't be naughty! If anything comes to Brother, baby. Ananta's sister has to be strong." Chela grew louder with her crying voice. Ananta fondly stroked the head of the Sister. Slowly stretch his arms. Wiping tears on his sister's white cheeks.

"Abang?! " chela frowned, the situation was sad like this. His brother was joking.

The two turned their attention to the two middle-aged who were descending the stairs. In the Father's hand, there was already a large black suitcase.

"Go from here! I've already done all your stuff." Thalita hugged her son with a loud cry.  Fighting her husband will make things worse. Now, he would only help his son from afar.

"I'm sorry your father, son. Forgive Mother." Ananta let go of his embrace, then kissed the Mother's forehead fondly.

"I'll always forgive Mother. Before you even apologize, I'm sorry. I'm sorry I haven't been able to be the proud son of Mother." said Ananta.

"Dear not, you are Mother's great son. Go through what you have chosen. Mother always love the same Mother's son."

Thalita's heart could not see her son's departure. She hugged Chela tightly sharing her strength with her youngest daughter.

"Sister Di.. " Ananta sighed feeling sad to see her brother's response pass without talking to her. A little afraid because of the response of his brother who had always been silent.

"Sorry Father Ananta. I pamit.. "

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Drtts

Riky tidied the book on her study table. Slightly stretching the body. He saw who called him this night.

"Hallo.. "

Riky leaned back in the chair listlessly. His brain thinks quickly. Not long after the bell rang. He rushed downstairs.

"Who Ky? "

Riky stopped his steps for a moment, "Temen Mi, can you please stay here? Iky's gonna tell."

After getting a nod from the Mami, Riky walked forward. Opening the door found his new friend in front with a slightly lethargic face.

"Sorry repotin,"

"Let's go in, "take Riky. Ananta followed behind Riky. Arriving in the living room he saw a middle-aged woman in a white headscarf with an amu-looking face.

"Temen Iky?"

"Yes, aunt. Sorry to repot this night." Ananta kissed the woman's hand politely.

"Don't bother. Glad Iky has the theme too. Have you eaten, son? " Dahlia looked at her son's friend's face. Slightly thin looks from the cheekbones that protrude slightly even though the European face is thick.

"It's Aunt."

Dahlia nodded then told Iky to drive Ananta to the room.

"Lo same room I used to be. You see, the guest room has not been machined" said Riky.

"Casual Ky. I should be grateful to you for being repotined." said Ananta.

Riky patted Ananta's shoulder a little encouraging.

"Lo must be strong Nan. Even though your parents don't accept it. You have to stay good with them however they are your parents."

"Thank You Ky." Ananta returned the shady smile of his new friend. After cleaning up he saw Riky sleeping on her face down on the side of the bed near the wall.

"Crosses are just as hardy as stacked in the middle? " ask Ananta in surprise. Riky snorted hearing it. He replied with his flagship flat tone.

"Gue doesn't want to be considered a homo."

..."Dih, I don't want times either." exclaimed Ananta. Ananta laid his tired body on the bed. Trying to close my eyes. Let it take a moment to forget about the problem with sleep. He hopes that tomorrow the problem will be solved well. ...

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