The Love of Habib

The Love of Habib
Chapters 18.6


He had just felt it now that his legs were a bit tired of walking for too long. He was tired of sitting in the waiting room of the dormitory. Dira and Gisel naturally followed him, they sat down beside Aish.


"Who called, Aish? Not the cottage guy, is it?" This time Gisel asked.


Aish smiled wryly. It would be better if the one who called him was the people of the cottage.


"My father and stepmother. They came to see me." Aish said with a sour feeling in her heart.


"Your father and stepmother? What they want from you-ops, I don't mean they're evil anyway but as far as I'm concerned your relationship is the same they're pretty awkward." Said Dira lukewarm.


His feelings for Aish's parents were rather complex. Especially for Aish's own father. Dira does not dislike, however, he is also Aish's parents, but the fact that Dad's attitude is too picky to Dad makes him very angry.


"It's okay, they're just here to tell me." He said Aish was half lying.


"Well till this hour?" Dira is less trusting.


The ice covered him tightly. She didn't want to tell him everything Dad said to her. Both of her best friends must have felt sorry to see her treated differently by Dad. So rather than involving having his best friend is better to be quiet about this problem.


"Yes. He also nawarin money shopping, but immediately I refused because I'm not short of money."


Both of his friends were still in disbelief. Something must have happened to Aish earlier. Look at Aish's face as if she just finished crying, something unpleasant may have happened. Since Aish did not want to say it, they could not force it. Besides this matter involved Aish personally so that the two of them did not intensively ask again.


"Udah, we're in, yuk. I'm tired of taking a break." Aish stretched her achy hands and feet.


He seriously needs a break. As she was about to stand up, Dira suddenly pulled Aish's hand back to her seat.


"What the hell, Dir-"


"What's on your neck?" Tanya Dira has sharp eyes.


"Aah?" Aish doesn't know.


Gisel just realized there's something on Aish's neck. Due to using the long headscarf, the thing was fully exposed in the eyes of both of them.


"It's necklace. So pretty! It's from your dad, huh, Aish?" Gisel exclaimed in envy staring at the beautiful necklace on Aish's neck.


"Necklace?" Aish was more surprised than the two of them.


...*****...


"Master?" The man called politely.


Habib Khalid only glanced at him for a moment and again brought his gaze to the dormitory building in front. Slowly every window that reflects the light of the lights in each room began to disappear one by one as a sign that the curfew has been imposed and no santriwati are allowed to stay up late or do any activity.


"Sir Man," Call him flat.


The handsome face that usually always carved out a sweet and polite smile had now turned into an emotionless flat face. He likes to smile very much, no, precisely smiling is a thing that is very liked by Allah subhanahu wa ta'ala so he always applies it in his daily life. But sometimes he can also lose his smile because he is also an ordinary human being. She can be disappointed, sad, laugh, or even cry. It could have happened to him even though he was a man.


"What's up, mister?" Mr. Man wisely averted his eyes from his master's sad face.


When the master shows a flat face then it means the master is sad. In this life, the master was the first to have the gentle and polite demeanor that Pak Man had ever encountered. Therefore, Mr. Man has great respect for Habib Khalid.


He considered her as an employer but at the same time he also considered her as part of the family. And to see him sad would also make him sad. Indeed, his master rarely had this expression on his face. And he admits that since coming to the boarding school his master looks much happier, and every once in a while he will have this expression when he is alone. Mr. Man did not know very well what made his master like this. He did not have the courage to ask because here he was just a servant.


"I'm not a vengeful and hateful person but that doesn't mean I can't feel disappointment. Mr. Man, I try to stay patient when someone hurts me, but that doesn't mean I'm going to be patient to see someone hurt me. I feel so angry now, yeah, I'm really mad." Holding a long breath, his face lifted high staring at the dark expanse of sky without stars above. The sky without stars seemed to show his mood tonight.


"Tonight have Uncle Ali call me. There's something I want to talk to her about."


"Good, sir." Man answered obediently.


After that habib Khalid turned around and brought his footsteps back towards the office in the male dormitory. The distance is quite far from the female dormitory is absolutely nothing for the habib. He walked lightly but his steps were involuntarily quick and overwhelmed Pak Man in the back.


"It has to be tonight." Press habib Khalid to Mr. Man in the back.


"Master, I've sent a message." Mr. Man clarified.


Habib Khalid made no sound but his pace did not slow down in the least. On the street once in a while he met the people patrolling tonight, they greeted with polite smiles and the question of whether he would be on patrol?


Habib Khalid was always the first to go on patrol around the boarding house.


Habib Khalid answered honestly that tonight he had other business and he planned to go on patrol tomorrow night. Although sorry but people also understand the decision of Habib Khalid. This idol of theirs definitely had a much more important bustle than leading them on patrol.


"If habib Thalib is really engaged to Nadira, Abah's daughter, then it is certain that the next leader of the boarding house is Habib Thalib." After a considerable distance from Khalid's habib the patrolling men began to speak.


They do not doubt if Abah chose habib Khalid to be Nadira's companion, because habib Khalid himself is a very capable and very worthy person with Nadira. In fact, they also believe that other Abah families also have the same will, which is to match Habib Khalid with Nadira.