The Desired Angel of Heaven
Chapter 65
It had been three days that Faiq was in the city of Berastagi. He stayed at De Paris Hotel, which is located closer to Lake Singkarak road. By renting a car with the help of a hotel manager, Faiq began the search alone. Tiredness began to sink, but Faiq did not care. The desire to find the pujaan with his children makes him throw away the fatigue that exists.
Without despair he went down the road, but until the sun slips Faiq has not found a meeting point. Although entering the sub-district city, but the life of the community is already like in urban areas, many of them do not know each other, and it makes it difficult for Faiq to find Hani and her children.
Today Faiq decided to hire an ojol. It would sum up the mileage and be more effective to see the beautiful scenery he passed. Wearing a hodie, mask and sunglasses, Faiq began his search. With a piggyback on ojol, he began his search that very bright morning.
The clock has shown at eleven o'clock in the afternoon. The hunger began to attack Faiq. Morning sickness that he felt in the morning thankfully began to decrease, so that he could enjoy breakfast, just block the stomach to start the activity.
“Mas, we stop by lunch first, after that new prayer Zuhur.” Faiq patted the shoulders of the ojol, as they crossed a small food stall.
“Father no problem eating at the stall?” mas ojol is less sure to see the appearance of Faiq who looks branded, but wants to stop by lunch at a stall that seems very simple.
“I never choose a location to just eat. The important thing is that the place is clean..” said Faiq smiling.
Slowly mas ojol turned around, towards the simple food stall that Faiq pointed at. As it happens to be lunch hour, the atmosphere in the food stall is quite crowded.
“Father take place inside only, I am outside more adem.” Mas ojol immediately shook his body on the porch of the stall.
Faiq nodded his head. Without taking off his mask and sunglasses, Faiq stepped inside the food stall. He saw the arrangement of the menu in the glass cabinet. The customers take their own food, the menu offered is quite diverse, especially Malay cuisine.
With a room area of about 6 x 6 meters makes Faiq free to see the situation in the food stall. After waiting in line for half an hour, Faiq finally got a home-cooked meal that was quite appetizing.
“Alhamdulillah..” Faiq finished his meal. There was no rejection as he enjoyed the simple meal.
Faiq immediately waved his hand at the ojol mas who had also finished lunch. He extended money to mas ojol to be paid to the cashier. While waiting for Mas ojol, Faiq opened his phone to see the company's report via email.
“Thank you, for your visit at our food stall.”
“Deg” that soft voice sounded like the strains of a song flowing in Faiq's ears. Spontaneous Faiq turned his face to look for the source of the sound.
“Subhanallah, wallhamdullillah, Allahu akbar.” a round of praise flowed from his lips. He was stunned to see Hani sitting quietly at the cashier table.
Happiness and sadness were mixed in his chest. He looked at Hani's face, which looked thinner than the last time he saw her. But her face was more radiant, perhaps the pregnant aura made her even more beautiful.
“Mbak Wulan, I pray first, please replace it yes..” his soft voice makes Faiq's heart tame.
Hani casually left the cashier table and was replaced by Wulan. His smile flinched as several customers greeted him.
Faiq's gaze locked onto Hani's stomach. With the dress shirt that he wears, Hani's stomach looks prominent. While walking, Hani stroked her stomach.
Faiq's heart felt scratched watching that scene. He thought for a moment. The first mission is complete. He found his wife. If he came near her now, Faiq was worried that Hani would reject him.
A plan came into Faiq's head. He now knows where Hani is. The next step was to meet Hanif and his children. He knew that Hanif and the children were the key to regain Hani's trust. A small smile rose on Faiq's lips, recalling the plan he had laid out.
“The return does not need to be taken.” Faiq's message when mas ojol is in front of him.
Faiq stepped outside the food stall feeling happy. Although he had not had time to ask about the news of his small family, but seeing Hani's condition made him feel satisfied.
Faiq rested his body at the As Syuhada mosque, as it was closer to the food stall where he found Hani. He asked a mas ojol named Budi to continue with him.
Budi was happy, because the customer this time is very generous, and will use his services 3 days into the future.
Faiq had just fallen asleep on the terrace next to the mosque, when a pat made him wake up.
Faiq glanced at the clock on his wrist which already showed at 3pm. He was shocked, meaning that he slept for almost 3 hours. “What you can catch up to.”
“Good, sir.” With a swift Budi took a motorbike parked in the mosque courtyard. Faiq immediately sat in Rudi's arms.
From a distance of 5 meters, Budi managed to catch up with Hani who was casually riding his motorcycle. Budi stopped his motorbike when Hani turned into the yard of a shophouse. Faiq walked up to a grocery store, which was opposite the shophouse Hani lived in.
He observed from a distance the activity of Hani who opened the iron fence. Taklama from the side appeared Hanif and his friend named Joko.
“Let me take it.” Joko quickly helps Hani open the door and enter the matic motor that Hani uses as his vehicle while helping Sarmi sales bu at his food stall.
“Thank you, bang.” Hani smiles. He let Joko take his motorcycle into the yard.
“Nif, I deserve not to be your brother-in-law?” joko's mouthpiece faintly reached Faiq's ears, making his blood rustle unhappily.
Hanif hit Joko on the shoulder, “If you dare, just as directly concerned. Do you want to be a father, keep them connected. Plus the one in the stomach Mbak Hani.” Hanif answered and then made Hani upset over the actions of the two.
“You both really like to digress.” Hani melengos entered the house without caring about the conversation of the two.
Faiq endured seeing another man trying to get his wife's attention. But he could not act. After knowing Hani's residence address, a sense of satisfaction perched in his heart.
After praying Isya, with Budi escorted, Faiq waited across the road in front of Hani shophouse. He was determined to meet Hanif as soon as possible. He did not want to wait too long to see Hani and his children. I knocked directly on the door of the shop.
Hanif and Wulan who had dinner together at Hani's house were astonished. No one's ever seen a guest this night.
“Try a look first, deck. Who knows your client has urgent needs.” Hani reminded Hanif.
Hanif finished his meal and immediately gulped down the glass of water Wulan had prepared. He quickly opened the front door. He immediately approached Budi who was at the door of his house.
“What do you need, sir?” Hanif frowned seeing an ojol in front of his door.
“There is someone who wants to meet mr.” Budi spoke as his fingers pointed at Faiq who was standing in front of the shop across the street.
Hanif frowned looking at the figure of Faiq standing upright looking at him from a distance. Curiously, Hanif crossed the road and approached Faiq. Emotions instantly overpowered Hanif as soon as he saw Faiq standing tall before him. Without hesitation he immediately pulled the cradle of Faiq's clothes.
“Hey, hey..please don't make a fuss here.” Budi was shocked to see the actions of both and immediately arrested Hanif.
“Leave it. This is my fault.” Faiq resigned whatever Hanif would do he would accept it.
Hanif tried to dampen his emotions to see the frightened Budi. He looked at Faiq sharply. He glanced at the shophouse at a glance, worried that someone might see Faiq's whereabouts.
“I want to tell you a lot.” Faiq looked at Hanif seriously.
“Good. We find a quiet place.” Finally, Hanif gave up.
He returned home and took out the car of a million people who became their vehicle during the Berastagi city. While saying goodbye, Hanif did not tell Faiq whereabouts to his small family. He still wants to know the true story of Faiq, so he can take the next step.