Please Let go of me
Chapter 7 - Volunteering

Zufar left the residence of Umi Kalsum and immediately searched the airport, maybe he was not too late and could find his wife there. Like a chicken that lost its mother, she was very angry to know the truth. In the letter there was also no address of the intended purpose of the Saints, there was no glimmer of hope. 

Arriving at the airport, he tried to find a list of the names of passengers who would depart the initial flight, of course on behalf of Suci Az-Zahra. It was quite draining to check the passenger's name, until he finally found the destination of the wife. 

Zufar was almost frustrated, rubbing his face violently and choosing to sit in an available chair. The phone rang, he immediately picked it up. 

"What's wrong?" 

"Sir, there's a problem in the office."

"I'm just going away for a while and you can't handle the office?" 

"Sorry, for now only master can handle it and cannot be represented."

Zufar did not answer, the growing annoyance made the expensive phone thrown until the screen broke. "Aargh.but I didn't give him permission at the time." Both of his hands clenched perfectly, unable to imagine if Saints really wanted to get away from his side. "Why did he go to Palestine? Doesn't he know it's not safe there." 

He wanted to find his wife even though to the end of the world, office problems that could not be left made him forced to return to Indonesia and continue the search after the problem was resolved.

While Umi Kalsum and her daughter Hana were crying, the adopted son who had given his face mud and did not dare to face Zufar. "Why is Holy Brother doing this to us, Umi?"

Umi Kalsum could not answer, she was very disappointed with her adopted daughter who smeared her name. "Umi was wrong in educating her, freedom made her forget her nature as a wife." 

"Where did Holy Brother go? He has not said goodbye to us," Hana cried about the departure of the brother who had not long lived in their house, no matter what problems were faced. But, the actions that the Saints took were very wrong. 

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Saints wiped away her tears, regretting the actions taken at this time. But, she was just an ordinary woman who also had feelings, and decided not to return. 

There was a pair of eyes that were watching the Saints from earlier, someone was not far away from paying attention to him. He smiled and shook his head, sad and smiling afterwards. 

The journey takes time, as well as the sacred gathering of his determination to volunteer in Palestine. Get rid of the problems between husbands, focusing on helping Palestinian children who have lost their parents. 

"Bismilahbornrahmanirrahim, give me protection Rabb.Aamiin." His mumble, which was set in a simple place, was built by volunteers who donated half their property to help children in Palestine. 

"Assalamu'alaikum," the smiling Holy Greetings expanded, some people welcomed his arrival very well, especially the children who immediately surrounded him.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, you're the new volunteer? I'm Melati from Indonesia. Do you think you are Indonesian or Malaysian?" guess the lady kindly, smiling kindly welcomed the arrival of the new volunteer, she reached out after introducing herself."

"Yes, the Holy One of Indonesia." His words immediately grabbed Melati's hand and shook hands and smiled sincerely.

"Let me take you!" 

Sacred nodded his head, following where Melati led him. "This is your room, sorry.this is all there is." 

His eyes went through a very small room, a bed that was only on a mat. A small room that fit two people only, and no floor. Suci smiled and turned, grateful for what he received. "No problem, it looks comfortable to me."

"Rest, I say goodbye first." 

The saint pronounced Hamdallah as his form of gratitude, putting down the suitcase and arranging his clothes in a simple drawer. After resting for a while, he stepped closer towards the children playing, smiling at the exam they passed. Not feeling his tears spilled, his heart was filled when he saw a group of children who already had no family. "Their sufferings are even greater than mine, may I be a mother to them." 

"You feel their smile as an attraction, smiling when the test comes." Jasmine's chirps were touched and volunteered there.

Sacred immediately turned his head after wiping the clear liquid in the eye peluk. "They're strong kids," he replied with a foresight for a moment and turned his head, they smiled and seemed like they would become close friends there.