Insaf Casanova
CI 04-Girl Hijab

It looked so beautiful that afternoon. The sun is heading for its plight, letting people rest with a dark embrace of the night. A cute girl with a light blue hijab was standing at the bus stop. The girl was wearing a navy blouse combined with a black ramp skirt. The briefcase is on his right shoulder. Her sweet and shady face was bowed to the look of the clock on her phone.

But it seems he was not waiting for the bus, because he did not go up when the bus came. He only occasionally looked at the people who got on and off the bus from the stop.

Dudut dudut....

The sound of an old motorbike seemed to sink among the sounds of other vehicles. The car stopped right in front of the bus stop. The girl smiled at the motorbike.

" I'm sorry my brother was a little late, it was a shopping first" said a man who rode the motorcycle.

" Yes, no pa pa pa. Lia was also just out of the office." replied the girl in hijab.

" Yeah yuk went straight home so magrib is home."

The old motor was traveling according to its ability, neither fast nor slow.

1 Hour passed Lia and a man called by her brother arrived at the house.

" Alhamdulilla.... The fit magrib. Assalamualaikum."

" Greetings waalaikum."

The voice of a middle-aged woman sounded from within. Lia approached and grabbed her mother's hand.

" Blood bath and dinner. My brother also bang."

" Yes ma'am." Answer brother and Lia simultaneously.

After finishing the bath and the magrib prayer, mother, brother, and Lia had dinner together.

" Lho... Where's dad buk?"

Lia looked around, she had not seen her father at all.

" Huft's.... Don't ask where your father is. He left this morning not home yet. Must've been hanging out with a friend of his."

Lia fell silent, she herself was very familiar with the behavior of her father. If Lia runs out of pay then the father will ask Lia for money and leave will not go home. The father can go for a full day or even two to three days.

" Bang... How to teach him? Still smooth?"

" Alhamdulillaah deck. More people want to pay. Brother is happy if the children are enthusiastic so."

" Alhamdulilla... Bang Ahmad is great."

The light talk at the dinner table made Lia happy. Although they live in simplicity but Lia is very grateful. Inwardly, the sweet hijab girl had great determination and desire. He really wants to be able to establish a religious college foundation for his brother.

Not without reason, Ahmad Khoiri Lia's brother really likes the world of teaching. He who graduated from boarding school is eager to teach children to learn religion.

Brakes.....

The door opened and someone fell from behind the door.

Widya who saw her husband fall down from screaming hysterically.

Lia and Ahmad got up to help Setyo stand up and swept him to the chair. The smell of alcohol came from Setyo's mouth.

Ahmad snorted annoyed, he knew for sure his father had drunk with his friend.

" hey... Goddamn bum... You guys are doing heh.." Setyo shouted inexplicably. Suddenly he gripped Lia's wrist tightly.

" sir... It hurts..." Lia grimaced in pain.

Ahmad who saw his sister in pain immediately tried to release Setyo's grip.

"Suck....!"

Bugh...

Instead of releasing his hand Setyo even wanted to hit Lia, luckily Ahmad was quick to block so Ahmad was the one who was hit by Setyo's punch.

" Well... Thats enough. Look who you hit. He's your son's son."

" grim... My kids? The child is useless. Because of them I lost gambling."

" sir... Istigfar... Gambling is illegal." Lia tried to advise.

" Fuckin' kid... It's also because of you. The money you gave me was either you gave me a champion so I never won."

Setyo continued to scold Lia and Ahmad. He thinks having kids like them is bad luck.

Widya could only cry seeing her husband who never changed.

Lia and Ahmad take Widya into Lia. Both were afraid that Widya would be the target of their father's rampage.

" It's mom... Don't cry anymore."

" Lia's... Sorry mom, son. If you do not feel at home in this house you can find another place to live, son. Let's not keep bothering your father."

" lady... If we both get out of this house, I'm gonna have to come, too."

Ahmad said firmly. He was actually fed up with his father's behavior.

As a father, Setyo has never been a good father figure. On the contrary, Setyo who likes to play gambling and drink liquor even always do bad to his family.

Not infrequently both Widya, Ahmad, and Lia were the targets of Setyo's rampage. Widya is not silent. Widya repeatedly asked to separate but Setyo would beg her not to part and promised to change. But the promise of a promise to stay, Setyo returned to his bad habits.

TB

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