Online Ojek Driver That Turns Out to be a Ceo
Chapters. 52. The Expulsion from Arkhan.

Life is difficult for many years, in fact increasingly make his son mature and wise. And soft in speech. Though he continued to provoke his anger with his cynical attitude.

It was very different with him first.Grew up in an orphanage to teenagers. Making hatred and vengeance undermines his soul. The feeling was so strong that he was determined to repay everything he could to a family that did not want him.

Until he knew the underground life.

Armed with the genius of his brain and martial arts.

Which he got during his life on the road. He became the bodyguard of a CEO of multinational and international companies.

With genius added cunning. Arkhan managed to take over the company with the help of some of his Mafia and Triad comrades.

With his company, Arkhan managed to smuggle some kind of illegal goods. It was because of his work that he had to tighten guard against his family.

Although the son had disappointed him, and rejected his entire fortune. However, it will still provide protection using its way.

For Arkhan, let him live and die as a successful businessman among him. Also a cold-blooded mobster who is feared in his underground world.

All the advice of the son, he had already refused with a fierce anger. Even the incident almost took the life of the son through his hands.

If only he could not remember, how he and his wife were so waiting for the presence of the son in the middle of their marriage. How ironic. Now, the boy he dreamed of had become a rebel.

"Al just wanted your permission and blessing. Al, wants to marry the girl who insyaallah sholihah. He comes from a simple family. There's nothing Al, cover from that family. However, they still accepted Al. Even Ghazali's courage to meet papa is on their advice." Ghazali revealed what he wanted to say while staring at Arkhan's stiff and hard face.

Kazenia smiled encouragingly at the son. While her husband remained unmoved while putting up ears. Waiting for the continuation of the sentence of his rebel.

Ghazali, continued to pay attention to Papa's expression. But no, he couldn't catch anything.

"Al, ask permission to take Mama and Ilen. Al-"

"Go! You don't need my blessing and permission! You, forgot? You're no longer Sanjaya's family!" hardik Arkhan has expelled his son. Scratches of vivid emotions from the look on the face of his feet and also the book of clenched hands.

Ghazali answered nothing. He was silent, the most important thing was to talk. The task is done. He will take Mama and Ilen as representatives of his family.

"Although, Papa won't allow it, Ilen will still accompany Brother!" Suddenly the beautiful girl who had just been silent and could cry, now issued a threat that made Arkhan's eyes immediately break open.

The change in his expression was only a moment.

Because after that, the stone-headed man smirked thinly.

"My beautiful little princess is already brave? You, forgot where all your facilities were all this time? You don't deserve to threaten Papa!" arkhan said with a thin but firm smile.

"You go! Just follow him!" drive Arkhan away, getting up from his seat.

Kazenia and Shireen were about to go out leaving Arkhan's figure inside his private workspace. The man who was still dashing in middle age was looking back at the large frame that was displayed on the wall. A picture frame where he and his childhood friends are in front of the home.

However, Ghazali appeared to turn around and ...

"Thank you ... Pa. Assalamualaikum!"

It was like Ghazali was wringing the hand of the father who still looked burly and kissing him.

But, uh,

it feels impossible. Her father was not touched, not even seeing her wanted.

One thing that makes him relieved because it can reveal what must be revealed. He had permission to bring his mother and sister. At least he had family on his wedding day with Zahra.

On this morning prayer mat, Ghazali recalled the incident two days ago at the papa mansion.

The disbelief seemed to deny the reality that is now plastered in front. There is a sense of sadness, emotion and also funny that blends into one. Soon his prayers were granted the khalik. So fast was his blessing and permission.

Even though he can only accept reality. That sincerity must also be carried out, because any circumstances at this time should not be regretted.

Despair and rejection will only make things worse. Let all be lessons and wisdom at the end of experience.

It turns out, it is true God's promise.

That, no effort is in vain.

There is no unanswered prayer.

Just one key to it all.

Ichtiars

Patient

And, tawakkal.

Intentions with all effort and earnestness.

Sure that all the troubles and difficulties in the world must come to an end. Praying without knowing in the morning or at night. Surrender only to the owner of the way out.

Finally, be sincere with destiny and the storyline of life. Don't lament. Instead make a whip that will whip you to improve yourself.

Because every test is useful for forging souls. Every pain and disappointment, will produce a gaping wound that is ready to melt the grains of sin. For there is no pain that is felt and afflicts man, but Allah will replace it with the wisdom of true happiness.

Although that rejection almost ended back with expulsion. However, the symptoms again remember the message of Umar's father. Give advice in a good way. And gentle and polite. Because humans are only limited to passing on to other humans.

As for guidance, it is God's business.

Allah will determine when the heart is tender enough to be able to accept every advice and invitation for good. Or will Allah be hardened forever, so that no invitation and counsel can soften his heart.

Meanwhile somewhere else.

Finished performing the morning prayer, tumben once Zahra again seen laying down his body in an iron bed with a cotton mattress. He stared at the six-inch screen in his grasp without a blink. There is only a dark and black screen.

Why hasn't my brother contacted me since a few days ago. Bizarrely. Usually not like this. Is it so hard to ask permission from his father. Or, is there something? Ah, like something's missing if you don't see it.

Zahra briefly smiled as she shook her head. Because the memory of his companionship with the man was flashing at a glance in his mind.

"Is this what you call kangen?" mummified Zahra.

Now he raises his knee up. Until it collides with his chin. The girl hugged both her legs. Still smiling to myself.

He opened a photo gallery on his phone. Zahra is a woman who rarely selfies. Moreover, the photo with the opposite sex, of course you will not find it in the gallery.

Zahra immediately felt something was different.He missed the moment to share the news with the man who had slowly stolen his heart and despair.

Why are you not getting any news now? Please call Zahra to calm down, Bang.

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