The Stain Behind Khimar
CHAPTRE 6

"The saddest destiny of a child, not to be an orphan at a young age, but to have parents who consider him to be non-existent. When small it looks like a toy and when big it acts as the heir to the offspring. "

~ Huwaida Ayduha ~

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"Where are we going?" Ida repeated the question again while in the car driving somewhere with Asthma behind the wheel with meaningful eyes.

"Come on Asthma" complained Ida as she pursed her lips. They had just returned home from college and Ida's stomach had sounded asking to be filled.

"We're going to my restaurant." Asthma smiled behind her khimar when she saw Ida's gaze sparkling.

"This car ...."

"My birthday present from Papa," Ida cut quickly while smiling bitterly. Asthma felt Ida's tone of voice tremble. That's why he no longer responds.

"Enak well, have a gini cake driver," said Ida chuckled.

"Ish is so evil." Asthma speaks with anxiety. And then they laughed. These two women continued the small talk that was interspersed with jokes. Until Ida's car in the steering wheel Astma is stopped in front of a restaurant that looks classy.

Asthma and Ida then enter by side. Before entering, Ida's hand gripped the arm of Asthma.

"Are you sure you ate here? your veil ...." Asthma responds to Ida's words with a smile. Then move Ida's hand into his grasp.

Upon entering, Ida stared in amazement at this entire restaurant. Modern style with a little classic touch in the corner of the room. The design of this restaurant looks elegant and classy. Asthma's hand then led her to a small room.

"Pantesan eat here." Ida then looked around. A small room with maroon color walls and small pots that adorn every corner of the room. He and Asma sat facing the table as a barrier.

"Just know me, there's a restaurant like gini." Ida looked at Asma who had released her khimar. Then there was a knock and a woman's voice said hello. Then a woman dressed in brown robe came in. It turns out that woman is a waiter here. Ida only gawked as Asma mentioned what dishes she wanted.

"What do you want, Da?"

"Just like you."

The woman then came out, Ida still did not expect there to be a restaurant like the one she was sitting in now.

"I still can't figure out, there are people who think of making a gini restaurant." Asthma responds to Ida's words with a meaningful smile.

Moments later, a middle-aged woman wearing a black robe with a veil entered and a waiter carrying a tray of their ordered food.

"Don't tell me Neng wants to come here?" ask the woman while smiling kindly. Although covered with a veil but visible from both eyes that narrow become invisible. Ida smiled amusedly.

"Asma just wants to eat the same, Ma'am" said Asma politely with a smile.

"Yes already then, Ma'am stay first yes." the woman glanced at Ida and then said hello. The two women of different ages walked out of the room.

"That's the one with the place?" Asthma nodded.

"Great courtesy again, if you come here greetings first."

"Because this is a privacy room. They should be."

They then ate their lunch with gourmand. Do not forget to say a prayer before eating. Asthma then pressed a button near the window that was there. Ida was flabbergasted to see there was a button there. A servant came back in. The color is the same but the person is different.

"How much is it?" ask Asma.

"Said Mbak Ina, mba Asma does not need to pay because this is 'is the Ma'am restaurant?" the servant's eyebrows were raised. His face looked confused. Asma glanced at the surprised Ida. Then looked at Asthma in annoyance.

In the end Asma still paid, then looked at Ida with a seductive look.

"The beginning of this establishment is a bit pessimistic, but it turns out that there are indeed many women who like I feel lighter wearing a veil because of this restaurant." Ida mangosteen. He saw so many customers outside. Yes, outside is like a restaurant in the usual. But this privacy room is just a few.

Asthma and Ida then step out of the restaurant.

Bruk!

Asthma is deep.

"Afwan ukhti" said a young man who had just hit Asma.

"Na'am Akyy," said Asma then stepped quickly while withdrawing Ida's hand. Ida's body was stunned.

Ida then walked in and sat behind the wheel. He decided to bring Asthma to his house.

"You why Da? I think that's the kesambet." Asthma looked at Ida in surprise.

"You don't see it. What hit us earlier was Ustad Dhika." Ida's eyes sparkled with perfectly raised lips. Ida then stepped on the gas pedal and drove at moderate speed.

"Who is Ustad Dhika? Your future husband?" Asthma's blue eyes blinked innocently.

"Astaghfirullah Asthma! He is Ustad famous. He also has a pesantren." Ida is quite wrong with the Asthma question? Husband-to-be? Ida would be very grateful if Ustad is handsome like Dhika.

"Ah time?"

"Pesantren's got his Abi anyway, but he's really a famous Ustad. Check out yourub* channel."

Asthma who was curious then opened a channel called Ida. He opened an interesting video about keeping aurat. Asma then smiled and admitted that Ustad was handsome and his way of delivering da'wah sounded comfortable and not patronizing.

"Where? Bagusan?" Asthma nodded then not long after the car they were riding into a large house area and was in an elite complex.

"This is your house?" Ida nodded while smiling.

"Let's go in, there's only my housekeeper at home."

Asthma and Ida then got out of the car and welcomed the middle-aged woman. Ida called him Bi Ayu. Asthma and Ida then sit on the living room sofa to accompany some sweet snacks and orange juice from bi Ayu

For a moment they were just having a small talk. Asma's eyes captured a large photo in the living room. A little girl who was about 5 years old and a handsome man who was carrying her. The beautiful woman next to him looked at the two people lovingly. Asthma eyes then glazed over. He knew the little girl was Ida and sensed a great envy.

"It's Papa's the same Mama." Ida's carefree tone was so beautiful in Asthma's ears.

"Trus where are they now?" Asthma looked at Ida.

"Papa's in London and Mama, I don't know. Mama was divorced when I was 13." Ida's eyes looked teary.

"Sorry Da" said Asma in a soft tone.

"I appreciate their decision, actually they're just divorced but like dead in my life." Asthma gasps.

"Yes, istighfar ...." Asthma holds Ida's hand.

"You will not understand Asthma" said Ida while smiling bitterly.

"The saddest destiny of a child, not to be an orphan at a young age, but to have parents who consider him to be non-existent. When small it looks like a toy and when big it acts as the heir to the offspring." One clear drop came out from the corner of his eye. Ida breathed a rough breath.

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