Mr. Arrogant Vs Mrs. Salihahs
Who's Arsyi?
Alex also immediately went down and walked closer to the food stall, it looks like the stall has begun to close. A woman in a grey headscarf was standing on her back, she was seen locking the door.
"Assynnya!"
The woman immediately turned her head and answered Alex's greeting,
"Greetings waalaikum!"
The woman scrunched her forehead.
"Ngapunten mas, the stall is closed, come tomorrow again!"
"No pa pa, is this really Ayesha's shop?"
"Yes mas, the mas know mbak Aisyah yes?"
"Yes, I know him well! Actually I want to order food for every day, coincidentally our house is close so can Aisyah afternoon bring food to my house?"
"May, I can! What a menu!"
"Whatever, I like everything, and this is my home address!"
The woman was seen observing the address on the paper and sure enough, they were neighbors.
"It's new there, because I've never seen the mas?"
"Yes, I only lived there for two days! And this_!"
Alex reached into his pocket, took five bills, five hundreds, and handed them to the woman.
"This is her DP money, the rest I'll hand over directly to Aisyah!"
"Well, thank you!"
"Sama-sama, excuse me! Assalamualaikum!"
"Greetings waalaikum!"
Alex walked back to his car, he had to find the address in the paper that was still in his hold.
His car drove back, it only took ten minutes to reach the alley where they lived.
Alex slows down his car, just passes by his house and continues to drive.
"Number 12!" he muttered while matching the address listed on the paper with the address in the house.
"Yes!"
Alex parked his car on the shoulder of the road, quite far from Aisyah's house, on the edge of a small park located right in front of Aisyah's house, turned off the engine of his car, his heart suddenly beat faster than usual,
Hehhhhhh
Several times Alex sighed, setting his breath that suddenly hunted.
Not how many motorcycles that he had been chasing passed and parked right in front of the house, a girl who was so longed to get off the bike and take off her helmet.
"Nino's father is evil!"
"Sorry Kia, besides I also love you snacks, like abandoned!"
Kia was seen grumbling, Nino also immediately took off her helmet.
"We can't play for long, Kia's abis has to teach!"
"Just go away, once your mom won't get angry!"
Suddenly the door opened from the inside, a woman came out of the house. Alex's eyes immediately glazed over to see the woman he missed so much with her negligee and instant hijab approaching Nino and Kia.
Aisyah ...., muttered the man in the car, wanting to immediately run and approach them. But he was afraid that his daughter would not accept him.
Nino and Kia are seen kissing the back of Aisyah's hand.
"Nino ..., don't mess around teaching Kia! I want to hit!"
"Yes, don't dong mbak!"
"Where did you come home at this hour?"
"Dad Nino ngajak Kia to the workshop ma, Kia would be bored!" lamented the little girl.
"Yes, Kia came in and took a bath, Arsyi was waiting, later mom inter-teaching!"
They immediately went inside the house and closed the door again while Alex still remained in the place observing something, making sure nothing changed from them.
"Who is Arsyi? Is that boy with Nino? Is Nino married?"
Alex decides to stay in that place until Kia comes back out with Arsyi.
"Are you sure you don't want mama to deliver?" ask Aisyah.
"Yes ma!"
"Then let me pick you up later!"
"All right!"
"Jaga Arsyi yes dear!"
"Yes ma, assalamualaikum!"
"Greetings waalaikum!"
My daughter is already very big, she is beautiful like her mother .., Alex continues to observe the small steps of children who are holding hands and walking hand in hand on the shoulder of the road.
Alex immediately started his car engine, slowly following the steps of the two children until they entered the mosque which is also not far from the musholla. It's a little further, but if walking only takes ten minutes to get there.
Alex got out of the car and walked over to them.
"Wait!"
Kia and Arsyi stopped and looked at Alex,
Alex immediately squatted down to keep their height level.
"Assalamualaikum, Kia!"
"Waalaikum hail! Uncle knows my name?" Kia looks to move his grip on Arsyi, he remembered the words of his mother that they should not talk to strangers.
"Yes, I know you very well, even long before you were born, I already knew you very well!"
"really?" Kia's eyes probed, "But Mama never told me that she had a friend who wore a suit like an uncle except my papa!"
"really?" Alex smiled, "Then let's just say I'm your papa!"
"Where can it be like that, uncle is not papa Kia! Papa Kia will be angry if uncle confesses to me as papa Kia!"
"Why?"
"Because mom says, Papa Kia is the best!"
When Alex wanted to ask again, Kia looked back. Teaching is about to begin.
"Come Ars, the ustadzah has come ...!"
Kia immediately withdraws Arsyi's hand leaving Alex. But Alex is quite impressed with Kia's answer, at least she knows that her daughter doesn't hate her.
But he has not yet asked who Arsyi is.
Alex chose to enter the mosque, he chose to sit in the room next to where the children were teaching.
Here is what it feels like to take the kids to school ....
Alex recalled his childhood, when other children went to school, he just stood still behind the gate to see other children coming home and going to teach, some are among his mother and some are leaving on their own.
His eyes never turned from staring at his daughter as well as Arsyi, Arsyi's face reminded him of his childhood.
Who is Arsyi really, why does he look so much like me little?
Seriate
...I bowed my longing in my third of the night, I whispered to Him at the bottom where I stood but He echoed my longing greetings to you in the sky...
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