The Love of Habib
Chapters 28.7
In the evening Aish sat facing the Qibla accompanied by the endless silence of the night. He was pensive, thinking about Dad's request today.
"Dad hopes to be your guardian on the wedding day. Please allow Father to be the gate between you and the habib of Thalib, the bridge that Thalib must cross to confirm you as his. Aisha my daughter, I know how sinful Father has been to you all this time. I know how cruel what you've done to me, I realize how wrong Dad is. Indeed, Father has no face to meet you or speak again after all the suffering you have felt. Dad shouldn't have a face, but my son, this heart can't bear all this. I feel guilty that's why I'm begging you to give me a chance, please give me a chance to fulfill my duty as your Father. Please allow me to be your guardian, son... Dad, please..." Father's voice shrieked in a pleading tone.
At that time, Aish did not react much because honestly he never imagined that one day Dad would come begging him. Truly, his heart was like being squeezed by invisible hands. Digging the most fragile point in the heart to make it unable to let out tears because of the pain.
"Oh my God, what should I do? My father was my first love in the world no matter what hurt I was inflicted upon him. Should I refuse my father's request, O God?" Lying when his heart is not shaken.
No, even he was very shaken. He hoped that Father would be his guardian. Let me know and see with both eyes his own head that he has finally found his happiness. That she wouldn't be lonely and cry alone anymore. He was as selfish as this, but after arriving at this point, his heart shrank not daring to have that cruel ambition to his father.
Consisting...
Aish woke up from her sadness. He glanced at the cell phone on the carpet. This is his phone. Rumi's aunt initially held the phone so that she could not contact each other with Thalib's habib. But due to the awkward situation left by Father, Rumi's aunt returned Aish's phone and asked her to discuss the matter with Habib Thalib. Surely the people in this house do not mind Dad's plea even if they do not like Dad.
But they are the women's side, they have no right to interfere in the affairs of the men, in the sense of the Father's side.
"Hallo, assalamualaikum, brother?" The one who called was habib Khalid.
The person Aish will contact.
"Mosur."
Quiescent. Habib Khalid did not speak anymore. Even Aish was immersed in her own thoughts.
Aish smiled shyly.
"Sister Khalid heard it. Aish has nothing left to say." Aish galau.
Across there habib Khalid chuckled. Her crisp, opiate voice immediately warmed Aish's cheeks. Um, his laughter seemed to give the illusion that the habib was here with him. More precisely Aish felt that habib Khalid was laughing right beside his ear.
"So, what's your answer to this problem, have you made a decision?" Ask habib to the point.
Aish's eyes turned red.
"I don't know..." Aish said confusedly.
One side he really hopes that Dad will witness his happy day, but on the one hand he hopes Grandpa will also be a witness for him. He was caught in a dilemma.
"Make a decision from the deepest voice in your heart. The voice that dominates your mind. But remember one thing, my wife, Grandpa would be proud to see you become a grown woman. He'll even support the decisions you make.." The word habib with a specific meaning.
Aish pensive.
"Thinking as an adult..."