Bethel
CHAPTER 1 Graduation
Betari Indira Agistya
The atmosphere at Balai Irung a state campus in Jakarta seems to be filled with graduates and graduates and parents who will now deliver their graduated sons and daughters.
A mother in simple clothes delivered her beloved daughter who will be graduated today with feelings of haru and happiness.
The hue of pride emanated clearly from the eyes of the now no longer young woman towards her daughter Betari.
How not simple women who already look old with facial features display the rigors of their past lives. But today his smile always expands on his face seeing Dari pinned Toga ribbon and managed to become a Bachelor.
Unconsciously her tears did not stop flowing. Remember that the father of his daughter is dead. How proud it would be if her husband was still alive to see the achievement of Dance today.
Ms. Fatma was so grateful that her son could go to college and now graduated with a scholarship that his daughter received. Because without a scholarship, of course, Tari will not be able to feel higher education
...Indira Agistya Betari. Bachelor in Management. GPA 3.75....
...Graduated with Cumlaude Suma Predicate."...
She is the Betari who is commonly called Tari, daughter of Fatma's mother. His father died of an accident when he returned from the factory where he worked.
The departure of her father makes Tari and Bu Fatma have to fight to continue their lives at all costs.
Dari and her mother live in a small farmhouse in a narrow alley.
Ms. Fatma who is looking for sustenance by selling cakes and receiving orders for rice boxes. Similarly, Tari who since childhood has started to help her mother make money by working whatever she can as much as Tari can.
When Tari graduated High School actually Tari did not want to go to college, because she wanted to work immediately and help her mother.
However, I told her that her late father had said he wanted Tari to have a high education.
Dance is a smart student. Dance has always been ranked 1st in her school. Therefore when getting a scholarship offer Tari did not waste the opportunity.
"Dad, Dance will realize the father's ideals. Pray for Dad's Dance." Inner Dance when she gets a chance to study scholarship S1.
Remembering her father made Tari sad. But Dari was sure Dad would be proud of her.
Now Tari has graduated and become a Bachelor. Dance will also try to apply for a job.
During this time, Dance lectures while working. Dance became a waitress in a cafe owned by her best friend's parents.
"Mother Alhamdulillah, Dance has Passed. Thank you mom for praying for Dance." Dance hugged her mother with a feeling of dignity and gratitude.
"Tari Together, I'm proud of Dance, So Dad there must be happy Dance has realized Dad's wishes.
This morning, before leaving for work at the cafe, Tari was asked by her mother to deliver cakes ordered by Bu Lurah for PKK events.
The order cakes are now in the motorcycle seat of Tari and ready to be delivered.
"Are all your orders complete?" Dari tied the cake order to his butut motorbike which he bought from work at the cafe saving little by little.
"Already Ri, take it to the house of Miss Lurah. Say thank you to Ms. Lurah." Ms. Fatma delivered the dance to the door.
"Dance to go, ma'am, Assalamualaikum." Dance passed by with motor to bring order.
"Waalaikumsalam, Careful son!" Ms. Fatma saw the departure of Tari.
"After leaving the house, Lurah still has time to send a cover letter to the post office." Inner Dance.
"Assalamualaik." Dari said his greetings when he arrived at Bu Lurah's house and parked his motorbike to open the box of cakes he tied.
"Bu Lurah here, the order, 100 boxes."Dance give up straight away.
"Thank you Dance." Reply to Ms. Lurah.
"Yes Ma'am, I have greetings from Mom for Ms. Lurah said Thank you." Dari conveyed her mother's greetings.
"Tell you excuse me, Assalamualaikum." Pamit dance.
"Getishalight."Reply to Bu Lurah
"Where's the dance going?" Agus called for Dance.
"You go to work Gus. Yes first." Dance immediately retreat.
Agus looked at the departure of Tari.
Dari knew that Agus had feelings for him, but Agus' parents strongly forbade Agus from being close, let alone liking Tari.
Dance's greatest desire was to make her mother happy.
Her mother who is no longer young, and often sick makes Tari feel sorry and sad about the condition.
"If I can get enough work and salary, I'll ask mom to take a break from taking orders. I hope I get accepted to work soon." Dance pray in your heart when you send a cover letter.
Dari turned on his motorbike to the cafe where he worked.
A car speeding up makes Tari joleng and avoid collisions make Dari fall down to the mental of the motorcycle he was driving.
The dance is now paved with a broken motor. While Dance herself scuffed.
Dari tried to get up but her ankle appeared sprained so that Dance difficult to walk.
Bruckkkk!
"Sorry Sir, I don't see any motor." The bespectacled man apologized to the Boss huh who was sitting behind the car.
"Be careful with the Rif! my head hurts." Yeah." Mr. Arya rubbed her banged forehead, fortunately nothing happened with her.
Arya saw the woman who owned the motorbike that fell on the street. "You help him." Arya orders Arif his assistant to help the woman who was hit.
Arif came out to check on the victim who was hit by him, and helped lift the motorcycle owned by Tari that looks damaged.
Arif helps Dance stand up. "Miss is okay?"Arif obviously saw Dance sprained and the bike was broken.
"Mas, be careful dong!" Dance upset and lift his motorbike which now can not be used.
"Then Miss can come with me we go to the hospital to treat Miss's injuries and fix Miss's bike.
Dancing in the car and sitting in the front seat next to Arif, Tari saw through the rearview mirror a man seemed to sit wearing sunglasses without a voice indifferent to the presence of Dance in his car.
"About the rich already nabrak boro-boro apologizing to the stale. No sense of empathy! "into Tari knew the man must be the owner of the car.
"You took him to the hospital, I've asked the office driver to pick me up, because today I have an important meeting with a client." Arya spoke as if there was no one else in her car even though Tari was very upset to hear Arya's words.
Dance grumbled her teeth, spraining with the arrogant man's attitude.
"Based on a cocky guy!" Dance in his heart.
Now Dari at the hospital to treat his injuries is escorted by Arif, Arya's Assistant. The Dance Motor has been brought to the workshop for repair.
After finishing Arif deliver Tari to the destination of Tari, the cafe where Tari works. Dance still had to enter he felt his body was okay just injuries on his knees and elbows.
"Sir Arif, who was sitting behind? Very interested in his attitude. There are but like there's no one." The grunting dance is upset.
"That was Mr. Arya Miss, the owner of this car. Why is it Miss?"Ask Arif.
"Say yes to your boss, so people don't get cocky, the treasure isn't brought to death!" Semen plus emotion dance.
"Miss, miss tomorrow's motorbike if it's fixed will be delivered. May I have an address and Miss HP?" Arif did not respond to Dari's insistence on his Boss and only asked for an address to send the motorbike which is now being repaired.
Tari wrote down her address and her HP No was then handed over to Arif.
"Well, thank you, lady, excuse me." Arif rushed to the company where he worked which is owned by Arya who is known as Tari Arogan and Arrogant Man.
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Wah Tari be careful later if you meet the Arogan Man how?
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