Lailatulqadar (Song of Missing For Fathers)
Chapter 50

As usual day after school Qadar certainly took the time to visit the former home of Syarif first.

Qadar stopped the motor matic that he drove across the house. The two eyebrows were intertwined when they saw that there was a guard there, not only did the state of the house look like it was inhabited. Unlike before, it was left empty and abandoned.

Qadar came down from the motorbike to the security guard who was there.

"Excuse me sir!" sahut Qadar's.

The guard looked at Qadar with a look.

"Who's looking for deck?" ask the security guard a little.

"I want to meet Mr. Sharif. This is his house, right? Mr Syarif has come from abroad huh?" tanya Qadar felt quite happy, after a long time he would finally meet his father.

"No. The owner of this house is not Mr. Sharif." The guard replied firmly.

Qadar could not believe because his father could have deliberately not wanted to be met by anyone, especially him.

Qadar was still standing in front of the security guard post with his eyes darting in there, making the security guard suspicious of Qadar, thinking if this child would do anything.

"Isn't it still standing there?" ketus.

"Isn't Mr. Sharif's house? Because as far as I used to be his home," said Qadar still kekeh.

The security guard was head bobbing inexhaustible if the child in high school uniform could not be said by him.

"Don't believe it? Or do you want to steal in this house?" point at that peot-statured security guard.

"Astagfirullah. How could I have stolen it from you first, sir? There-there's this Father." Qadar was quite furious at such accusations.

"Whenever you want to be hypnotized," the security guard quipped while sneering.

"Geez, sir! Didn't see my uniform?" Qadar began to provoke emotions.

"It could be, today there are many motives." The security guard continued to corner Qadar.

Tiidd!

The sound of car horns stopped their debate. Soon the security guard came out of the post intending to open the gate for his master.

The gate is open. Qadar was still in place looking at who was in the sedan.

Instantly the driver of the car also lowered the car window when he felt that someone foreign noticed him.

"Who are you?" a girl dressed in a private High School uniform asked Qadar. The girl was driving the car.

"I'm Qadar, I'm looking for Mr. Sharif. All I know is that he lives here" replied Qadar, not caring about the annoying guard's babble.

The girl who was still behind the wheel also seemed to think for a moment to remember the name of Sharif who was called by a guy his age.

"It looks like the person you're looking for has already sold his house to my parents. You see, I just moved into this house, maybe Mr. Syarif the old owner of this house," explained the curly-haired girl.

Qadar thought the girl's words had a point, it could have been her father selling this house and they moved abroad. Qadar's hope of meeting his father seems to be wishful thinking.

Seeing Qadar daydream the girl honked until Qadar and the security guard were shocked.

"Geez!" Qadar stroked his chest in shock.

While the girl even laughed at the funny face of Qadar when surprised.

"Sorry, surprised huh?" The dimpled girl continued to chuckle while Qadar looked at her while neutralizing the heartbeat that was almost dislodged.

"Yes, I went in. Hye!" the girl drove the car into the gate that had been opened wide by the guard house.

Qadar remained in his place looking at the girl's car which gradually disappeared from view.

"Ngapain is still there? It was unclear what Neng Aulia said?" ketus guard with a conch face he closed the gate hard to make Qadar again shocked at him.

''Thankiratin!" muttered the security guard when he saw Qadar surprised by his actions.

There was nothing more Qadar could do there. He rushed to his motor matic and passed from the elite complex area.

His father's shadow was bubbling in Qadar's mind. Will Qadar never see him again? Could it be that Syarif is still abroad and will not even come back here? Various assumptions flashed in Qadar's mind.

There is disappointment and sadness. All this time he continued to wait to be reunited with the figure of his father, a longing since a long time ago that was difficult to shed even though it had been many years. No matter how bad Sharif's attitude towards him was, Qadar just wanted to meet and would not expect anything. As long as making sure and seeing his father healthy is enough to treat the longing of Qadar. But maybe fate says otherwise, Qadar must be ready to accept the harsh reality if he will no longer meet the Father until anytime, inwardly.

The company PT. Nusantara.

Restu was walking hurriedly towards Julian's room. Today Restu will discuss the business between his company and PT. Nusantara.

Restu glanced at the watch reassuringly that he wasn't too late to see Julian. Given the word of his secretary if Julian's schedule is solid today, then he should not be late at all. If he couldn't, he wouldn't have met Julian because Julian might have canceled their meeting.

When Restu focused on seeing his watch he did not realize that he had passed Laila in the office corridor. Laila also seemed busy with the map she had just brought from Julian's room. Laila also focused on the contents of the map and did not pay attention to the path that passed her did not also see anyone who passed her.

After they passed each other and turned their backs, only the two looked up their faces until their meeting was equally unaware.

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