The Love of Habib
Chapters 22.10

After Dira and Gisel disappeared from everyone's sight, the awkward and tense atmosphere within the room became even more intense. Both Papa and Mama looked at each other with unfriendly expressions. Especially when Mama saw Ayu. The woman who had become Papa's second wife currently had a proud face in front of everyone. It was as if he had won a lottery ticket containing a jackpot of hundreds of millions.

"This is the wife you held in front of me all this time, mas? You said she was a good mother-to-be for Dira, but we've all heard what she said to Dira. How do you feel seeing him compare Dira to your other children? Oh, maybe you feel nothing because your love has been fully given to the children born of this woman. But have a little conscience. Dira is also your son." Mama stabs Papa with her cynical words.

In front of Dira, she was helpless and weak because she knew that Dira must have been hurt by her actions. He was wrong, stupidly he wanted to make a defense in front of the abandoned child.

Papa's face was immediately grim. He was also very angry at what Ayu had said. Although he did not spend much time with Dira and although Dira was born from a woman he did not love, still, blood was blood. Dira will be his daughter at any time.

"Don't judge my husband. You were wrong too. If you are a good mother, then why do you let her live alone without the love of a mother. Look, he's very brash after-"

"Shut up!"

"Enough!"

Shouted Papa and Mama simultaneously instantly silenced Ayu. She was in great shock, especially after being yelled at by her own husband. In front of a love rival, Papa must humiliate him. His heart immediately hurt, angry and jealous.

"Why should I shut up, ma'am?" Tanya Ayu did not accept.

Mama replied, "Still asking? If it wasn't for you riding in her basket after giving her medicines, then our household wouldn't have collapsed. Even if we don't love each other, but for Dira's sake, we can survive. You think very well. After destroying the house for my son, now you are still insulting my son who has become a victim of your own greed. You compare my son who was born honorably and lawfully, with your son who was born illegally. Everyone in the family knows what you've done, but in vain, everything you've done can't take away what should be my son's. My former-in-law's legacy is dedicated to Dira. His name was neatly written and it was clear that they would not accept grandchildren born to women other than myself. And everything they have has been transposed in Dira's name."

"What?!" Ayu's heart was racing hearing what Mama had said.

She looked at her husband with a questioning look. Is what my mom said true?

If true, then why did her husband never say anything about this matter?

Why did her husband keep silent to see himself doing various ways to attract the sympathy of his husband's family?

"You satisfied now? You can have my ex-husband but you can't have my husband's background. They don't accept you." Mama continued to launch sharp words to Ayu. Hoping that what he said would make Ayu sick, as much as Dira had felt earlier.

"Yes..." Ayu grabbed her husband's sleeve and held it tightly.

"Is what is being said true?" Treasure, all those treasures have become Dira's?

What will his two daughters get?

They also have Papa's blood. They should have gotten a share of the treasure.

"Don't talk anymore, let's go home." Papa won't talk.

Because of marrying Ayu who was pregnant with her child, everyone in the family immediately turned their faces away. Even his parents made a will that all the treasures they had collected after the division for the other brothers would be transferred in Dira's name.

Dira can take over all her inheritance after marriage and have a husband. If not married, the inheritance will be retained.

Everyone in the family knew and no one objected. Dira was the old man's favorite granddaughter after all.

"Tell me everything, is it true that my children will get nothing from their possessions? Tell me and don't shut up!" Shouted Ayu worriedly.

If his daughter did not get anything out of the treasure, then why did she drop her pride for so many years looking face to face in front of that family?

Trying to point out the advantages possessed by his daughter and explain how good his daughters were in front of them, so it was a waste?

Really joke.

"This is my parents' compensation for Dira. You should be able to know that there is a great risk waiting for you when you get on my bed. Shouting and crying are of no use, inheritance cannot be changed, even though I am their son. Now you understand that everything is not as beautiful as you imagined." With a wave of his hand, he released the grip of Ayu's hand on his sleeve. After that she immediately turned around without saying a word to Mama and her husband.

My mom and husband saw each other. There is sadness in my eyes. He is not much better than Papa. She felt pain when she saw her daughter crying earlier but unfortunately could not make any consolation because she was the source of pain from her daughter.

"Okay, we can talk about it slowly. Dira will understand the situation you are experiencing. Don't blame yourself, you've been sick enough all this time, I can't stand you getting sick anymore." Whisper the husband to Mama.

...*****...

"God willing, this is good news Nasha. We all finally have a chance to come to Umi's house. Why is your face unhappy?" This news is certainly happy news. Many people have been waiting for this news to come, because Umi's house has its own magnet for all cottage people.

Coincidentally, it's off now. Santriwati went home more than stayed in the cottage. He has a good chance of going to Umi's house.

"I'm not happy because we lack people. Now most santriwati are on vacation back home. As for an event of this magnitude, I have to bring in a lot of people I can trust. Not just anyone. Then in this way we lack a lot of labor." Nasha replied with a depressed heart.

There might still be some people who could be asked for help, but that was with the implication that he had trusted them. It was unfortunate that most of the people he knew and trusted had gone home.

"Don't worry, Nasha. Invite friends in our room, they may not refuse your invitation. It must be nice to be invited to help Umi at her house." His friend offers a solution. No one is more understanding than roommates, Nasha did not think to invite roommates because she was too anxious.

"You're right. Thank goodness, let's go back to the room so we can talk about it with the other guys."

Aira spontaneously stood up from her seat. He had been eavesdropping on their conversation ever since Nasha entered through the gates of the boarding school. He said it was a help God sent him. When he was dizzy looking for an opportunity to carry out the plan, God brought help through these two people. Although he did not know if habib Khalid would come or not, but there was no harm in trying. Remember, effort never betrays results.

"Sister!" Aira ran over to the two of them.

Nasha and her friend stopped walking. They both turned to the source of the sound. Inside the dim light of the gate light, slowly the foreign face entered the sight of the two of them. They didn't know Aira because they had never interacted with her.

"What's up, deck?" From the flower brooch hanging over the hijab, they learn that Aira is their junior in the boarding school that this year will graduate.

Aira smiled wider. Her polite and sweet behavior gave a very good impression to both of them.

"I.sorry, brother. I heard you two talk. Actually I have nothing to do after the holidays. Pesantren cottage activities are not as intense when active so there is a lot of free time that is not well utilized these days. I'm tired of being like this, brother. I was thinking of going home because I couldn't stand being idle. But when I heard the conversation between the two of you I suddenly felt helped. Brother, please invite me to help too. I can do a lot of homework and my hands can also be counted on working in the kitchen. I beg you." Aira spoke in earnest. His request is nothing wrong. The reason he said also made sense. Nasha should be happy with the free help that comes without not being sought. But for some unknown reason, there was something propping up from what Aira said. On which side, Nasha did not know. What was certain was that his heart refused to listen to what Aira said.

Maybe it's just his feelings?

"Whose name are you, deck?" Ask Nasha.

Aira smiled politely while introducing herself to them.

"My name is Aira, brother. If you want, you can call my name. Really, I'm happy to be close to Brother Nasha. After moving to the boarding school, I heard a lot about Sister Nasha from the mouths of friends to my room. I didn't expect that one day I'd talk this close to you." Each speech fracture that came out of his mouth had its own flavor of spice. Something is true, something is made up. In the sense that half is fake.

Right, about Nasha, in the mouth of the room friends are always alive. This is what makes him sick. The roommates too much to deceive Nasha. Tasting from toe to head is filled with good deeds. The fact is Nasha is not as good as they say. Otherwise, habib Khalid might be attracted to him.

Are not good people always with good people? They have magnets in their hearts. They cannot deceive destiny. That good people will pair with good people while bad people are bad people.

I don't know, this mindset has been formed since when it began to form in Aira's heart. He always thought of himself as a little better than these people. And much better than Aish. He thought just look, when the final exam came out, they would be dumbfounded to see its value. Aira knew that the lessons in the boarding house were difficult, but there was nothing that Aira could not conquer. He must be able to pass the challenge as difficult as it is, especially when talking about lessons. His daily food in the city.

"Oh... Aira." Now he understood why his heart was feeling awkward.

The dispute between Aira and Aish had already spread widely in the boarding house. There is a topic everywhere about the story of the strife of fellow brothers born to different mothers in boarding schools. The names of the two brothers were mentioned so that many people knew that Aish had a brother named Aira.

Aish is indeed a jutek and used to be disrespectful. But Nasha liked it more than Aira's polite and friendly attitude. Aira was fake, he thought.

"Sorry, deck. For a while brother prioritizes brother's room friends. Later if there is a place that is still empty and needs help, the first person you look for must be you." After a short thought he decided to reject Aira.

At tomorrow's show Aish and her two friends are asked to come by Umi. He does not know why Umi asked Aish and his two friends to come to Umi's house tomorrow, because Umi did not say anything about it. And since Aish is there tomorrow, as a peace-loving person, Nasha cannot possibly invite Aira there either. Their relationship is not good, it is good not to meet.

"Well... But did I hear you need a lot of people? Adding one person is fine, right? I promise I won't make any trouble and my hands work too fast. God willing, brother has nothing to lose to take me." Aira suppressed her own excess for Nasha to change her mind.

God knew how much he wanted to come to Umi's house. Because his future will be determined tomorrow. If there was a chance at Umi's house, then she could end it all. But if there is none, then wait for another opportunity or change the plan.

Nasha looked at each other with her friend. His friend said nothing, he listened to whatever Nasha said. If Aira comes along she agrees, and if Aira doesn't come along she agrees too. It's up to Nasha.

"I'm sorry again. I can't make a decision. Like I said just now, if there's a place that still needs help, I'll call you right away. I don't think we should talk about it anymore. Sorry Aira, we have to go back to the room."