" Yes I Can...."

Pov Fitrah

I'm Fitrah. I am the second of three children. My sister Firanda we call her Nanda. What I saw was Nanda being close to Mr. Ujang's son. Widis. I don't really care about those two women because I understand that Widi is a good and smart child. I went to school with Mr. Ujang's son. In school he was smart and had no friends. Naturally, our school is an elite school filled with children with abundant resources. When other kids are busy with Korean artists and fashion but not with Widi. He's busy at the library. In our school there is no bully event bully school activities from morning until night until 9. Night activities are filled with tutoring and writing scientific papers with the guidance of teachers. There is no energy left to bully if there is time filled with sleep or relax by playing the phone. It is just a Sunday or holiday.

If a friend of the school came to my house. I don't have to worry about meeting Widi. He never came in or out of my house. He went into the house if papi or mami who called.Pak Ujang and his wife were like that. They're polite.

When I finished High School I never saw Widi back. From eating with my parents I knew that she was studying at Korea's all-girls college majoring in beauty. I'm cuek. Honestly I sometimes admire her she's naturally beautiful, focused on learning, achievements I've never seen her with a boy or hang out where it is.

I've never seen him like that. Good girl good.

4 Years later.

Until that night, she called Widi. I'm surprised she's such a dream woman. Her aura of beauty was flowing. Hijab. Clothes that cover his entire body. I was amazed and amazed. Widi is getting pretty. She also told me about the steps she took to start her beauty clinic business. I still look at him he's down.