Ustad Or Alkash?
Stop, Pah!

The sound of knocking on the door rang out behind the door of Ziban Alkash's room. Secretary Chan, who had just arrived at Ziban's room, turned her back in an instant. Then after that, he placed a tray of food for Ziban.

"Let me see who's coming, young master."

Ziban simply nodded then looked back at the ceiling of his room and continued to clasp his phone.

Secretary Chan opened the door. He saw a well-dressed man and a white coat attached to the outside.

Secretary Chan can immediately guess who the doctor is. He is one of Clara's friends who works as a doctor in this country. That was how Secretary Chan thought back.

"You must be Clara's friend, right?" (ask Secretary Chan)

Secretary Chan began the conversation in English.

"Claras? Clarada meant?"

The doctor answered Secretary Chan's questions in English as well.

Clara and Clarada are the same, doc!

Secretary Chan was about to ask the name of the doctor, but suddenly the doctor had gone inside. Secretary Chan did not have time to prevent it. It made Secretary Chan shake his head and soon followed the doctor.

Secretary Chan saw the doctor who was already sitting near Ziban. Ziban was silent.

"What's your name, doc? Are you native to Indonesia?"

Secretary Chan asked the doctor in English. The doctor smiled and shook Secretary Chan's hand.

"Nyong Ferdian's. Nyong sekang Purbalingga, Central Java. Yes, obviously teyeng Bahasa Indonesia."

Secretary Chan frowned, then looked at Ziban for answers. But Ziban only spread his shoulders. They were equally unable to digest the doctor's speech.

At once Ferdian laughed.

"I'm sorry. I don't mean to confuse you,"

"I'm Ferdian. I am from Purbalingga, Central Java. Of course, you can speak Indonesian. That's what I said."

Ferdian also speaks Indonesian. Secretary Chan scratched his non-itchy nape.

"Just this time, I met a very friendly doctor like you." (said Secretary Chan)

"Yes, I often listen to such words from some of my patients."

Ferdian laughed again. Secretary Chan scrunched his forehead back. There is nothing laughable that deserves to be laughed at, according to Secretary Chan. But instead, Ferdian laughed like he was watching a gig.

Oh, my God, who did Clara send here. Is this really the expert doctor Clara was talking about?

"Alright, looks like we need to talk first. Come with me for a minute."

Secretary Chan asks Ziban for permission to leave the room for a while to talk to Ferdian. Ziban nodded as well.

The two of them went out of Ziban's room to speak with four eyes. Surely after asking Ziban to first eat the food that Secretary Chan brought.

After Secretary Chan and Ferdian came out of his room, Ziban still continued to stare at the ceiling of his room with his cell phone that had not been released from his grasp since. Suddenly the message notification reads back after the previous many times beep before the presence of Secretary Chan and Ferdian. Ziban opened and read the message from the same person again.

"You believe me, don't you? All the messages I sent to your phone were correct. I don't mean to vilify my own friends. I'm just defending the truth. I swear Andin's not as good as you think."

Ziban was still observing the content of the long message from him from top to bottom. Reading repeatedly in his heart. All the messages that contained only insulting sentences were revealed to Andin.

This time Ziban put down his phone. Then he curled his body up on his bed. Without touching the slightest bit of food brought by Secretary Chan.

And to love him to this day, is foolishness

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In the silence of the night. I was helplessly down. I slowly opened my eyelids. I expect millions of lights to be waiting for me. Wishing that my little life, which I found so sad, would repeat itself again. Receive with room all auction in childhood. Run around, play dolls, then study hard for papah.

At that time, I ventured back to open my eyelids. Expecting this swirling of love, able to lead me in the estuary of happiness.

And now, for the third time. This poor me, must try to open my eyelids again, with a new strand of hope.

Chequelek

The sound of the door opening. Andin put down his pen. Then immediately close the diary. While Arga stood looking at Andin who was sitting with a dim light. Arga started to approach Andin.

"Stop, pah!"

Andin managed to stop Arga's footsteps.

"Andin, daughter. Please forgive papah." (say Arga lirih)

"For what?"

Arga took his foot one step back.

"I said stop, pah."

Arga lowered his head in despair. Then he turned around and closed the door to Andin's room from the outside quietly. Andin shed two tears.

Arga walked towards his room with a straight bow. Hearing Andin's rejection when approached, makes Arga feel increasingly claustrophobic. When it was long enough, he gathered the courage to apologize to his daughter. And with a rejection. He was well aware of his mistake. As papah, who outlined a miserable fate in his daughter's life.

"How's pah? Has he spoken to Andin?"

Kumala ran over to Arga who had just opened the room door. But Arga still kept his head down. Kumala saw the answer from Arga's face. He immediately led Arga to sit on the sofa of the room.

"For everything that has happened to our daughter, of course Andin needs time, reward. It's not easy for him to forgive let alone forget."

Kumala stroked Arga's shoulder.

"This is all because of the selfishness of papah, mah." (said Arga)

Kumala stopped stroking Arga's shoulder. He remembers all Arga's upbringing to their daughter. Arga's ambition is too high for her daughter. He did not understand that women have another weak side. Women are able to remember what they think is bad, forever. It was held tightly in his heart. And right now, the wedding is too rushed. Again, it was by Arga's will.

Undeniably, Kumala confirmed that Arga had indeed made a mistake. But on the other hand, she, as her wife, understood her husband very well. Arga decided everything, for the good of Andin according to his version. I think Kumala is trying to understand.

"Sometimes parents make mistakes. Mistakes made without realizing." (say Kumala)

Kumala breathed heavily.

"Rossie's mother was very happy. Although she is the biological mother of our daughter's husband, but she still supports Andin. He said out loud that, his son is absolutely wrong. He will support whatever decision will be taken." (he said again)

Arga remembers everything Helen said. All the things that Andin devoted to Helen. Helen even deeply regretted her son's indiscretion. Helen apologized on behalf of her son.

"All the decisions are in your hands, Mah. Papah doesn't want to say anything anymore. Papah knows all his suffering is the result of my decisions. Now, not anymore."

Kumala clasped Arga's hands tightly, strengthening each other.

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