Lailatulqadar (Song of Missing For Fathers)

Lailatulqadar (Song of Missing For Fathers)
Chapter 53


Laila threw her body on the work chair, covering her face with both palms.


I heard a cry in the room. Laila still thinks of Restu's words just now. There was a bit of disappointment because Restu had lied to him, but about the disease did Restu also lie? Laila was confused between having to believe it or not. But if it is true that his father is sick and because of his illness he deliberately stayed away from Laila and Qadar, then Laila will feel very guilty for accusing the no-no about his father.


Initially Laila thought her father was selfish to not want to admit his two children and still kekeh maintain the household with Ambar to not care about Laila and Qadar. But now Laila heard a reason that was quite surprising even though the reason could not be ascertained.


Which Laila knows Restu never lied to her. Just this time Restu lies to her, who may have intentionally had Laila open her identity in front of Restu. But that way actually makes Laila very disappointed and reluctant to trust him again.


Laila was confused as to how, her feelings were chaotic and jumbled. Between angry, upset, disappointed but also happy for the existence of Restu back in this city, which means Sharif his father must be in this city.


Ten years is not a short time but as a child, Laila still keeps the name of her father in her heart. As bad as the memory of his father, he still could not avoid if there was blood of the father flowing in his body.


Laila rubbed her face rough when she heard the sound of the knocking of the walking shoes approaching her room.


'Julian?' she shrieked as she scrunched her forehead.


All he knows is that Julian is currently meeting with a partner and just left a few minutes ago, but why is the man back in the office?


Chequek!


The door opened and Julian entered Laila's room.


"Sir Julian, why are you back so soon?" laila asked in a raucous voice.


Laila tried to cover up her sadness in front of Julian but it seems Julian had already seen the traces of tears that looked wet in some parts of Laila's face, especially Laila's eyes that were swollen.


"My partner canceled our meeting because there's an interest that can't be delayed." Julian replied while continuing to pay attention to Laila's face which was very noticeable like she had been crying by him.


"You why? You seem sad?Is there a problem?" tanya Julian was now sitting in front of Laila.


Laila seemed to throw her face in the other direction while rubbing her face that might still be wet by tears.


"No, Sir. I'm okay."


"But you look like you're crying, don't lie to me" urged Julian.


"If there's anything you can tell me, why are you sad? Who made you cry?" Julian seemed to continue to urge Laila to come clean.


"There's a little bit of a problem, but I'm sorry it's family business. I can't talk to you" said Laila.


"All right, I can understand. But if you really need a confiding friend I'm ready to listen, who knows I can give you a solution. Or at least you can be calmer after you've put all the weight on your mind" Julian said attentively.


"Thank you, sir," said Laila.


"No, Sir. I'm okay, just a little problem. If you leave the job it feels unprofessional, and it may be troublesome for others. There will be people who think no-no to me" said Laila.


"Oh, what's going on in my room? Is there a job I need to do right away?" laila asked to shift the subject, not wanting Julian to continue discussing the sadness that Laila was feeling at this time.


"Actually I just want to say that maybe tomorrow or the day after tomorrow I will start studying religion in one of the boarding schools. It just so happened that there was an acquaintance of my grandmother who founded the pesantren. I hope that after I can study religion well, you can accept my proposal." Julian stared expectantly.


"Study of religion must be sincere lillahita'ala. Not because of others as the reason, but solely to seek the pleasure of God and seek provision for the life of the father later" said Laila reminded.


"God willing I sincerely lillahita'ala. But the reason for both of them is of course you as my motivation to get better again,"


"Thank you, yeah!" Julian smiled as he stared at the shade of Laila's face.


"Hopefully you can Istiqomah. The person who is migrating must be very much the test, I hope you can pass everything well," said Laila.


"Aamiin, don't forget to pray for me."


Laila simply nodded lightly and joined in.


In apartment. Restu went to his father and they spoke with four eyes. It just so happened that Ambar wasn't there. Ambar seems to be busy gathering with his old friends.


"I just met Laila, Dad!" restu sat down next to the old man.


"Laila?" Sharif was a little surprised, he could not even imagine what his son would look like today. There must have been a lot of changes in Laila and Qadar themselves they had not met for ten years.


"How is he now? Has he been successful? She healthy? And how did he respond when he met you?'' Syarif imagines his daughter who may be growing up.


"That's alhamdulillah I see she's healthy, Dad. He happens to work at PT. Nusantara, he will meet me often. But it seems like Laila is trying to get away from me, I'll take it easy, I'll see her often. Moreover, he will take care of our company's cooperation with the company." Restu..


"Alhamdulillah, finally Laila can work in a good place. I will not doubt the courage, patience and strength of the child in facing all the trials of life. He even proved to me that he can be independent and can fight through times that might be bitter for him, ' Sharif said with dewy eyes.


"Do you want to meet him?" ask Restu.


"No son, I have to hide from mom, otherwise your mom will definitely take us back to Singapore. And it seems like it will be very difficult for him to meet with my father. Laila must have been angry and disappointed in you." Syarif's view began to imagine Laila's reaction when she met him.


"I'll set the time for my father's meeting with Laila." Restu seemed sure.


"I'll make sure you don't know about this."


"Thank you, son."


seriate,