Bismillah Love

Give Me Trust

It has been a few days that Syafeera is preoccupied with the test to pass the scholarship selection.A little make a better feeling, forget the sense of disappointment.get used to the affection of Qanita and Yusuf.

"Assalamualaikum.." greet Syafeera by carrying her shoes and bags into the house.

"waallaikumusallam...ya Allah Shayah..kok mess that it is...??" ask Mommy

"Regular Bun just finished playing panco.hehehe"

"Syafeera Hadibah Putri.." with eyes that slightly bulged and made Syafeera shudder, if the mother had called her name so completely, it can already be ascertained, ready to get jeweled

"joke Bun..."

Mother's gaze was full of searching

"So the story is true" with a pretentious style thinker "pengen loose shoes aja hehehe" he replied while commuting to the room and mother can only shake.

not Syafeera if not irritated, but he is the one who makes this house colored, grateful mother is very patient.

At night when all are sitting relaxing in the living room which is also available television, they sit relaxing while watching TV.

"Well this..." While holding a white envelope.

"What's this...??" ask Dad while taking the envelope Syafeera gave me

"Open it..."

Dad opened it, followed by Mother who was also curious about the contents of the envelope.

"Yes you don't make trouble at school...??"

"dad mah seudhzon is his own son.."

Slowly after the father took out the paper that was in the envelope, in the notch slowly, read it word for word. Dad widened his eyes wide enough.

"So this is real..???" ask me I don't believe

"Like what's on that sheet" Syafeera replied as she played her eyebrows.

"why...??" ask Mommy and Qanita together

"Syafeera entered the top 6 of the scholarship selection, and from the top 6 there will only be 2 selected" said Father telling the contents of the letter "father explained the contents of the letter "but this Sya's college choice is far all??" add Father

"yes, in the Yellow coat alma mater, and the brown suit alma mater, why well..??"

"Yes this is far away." mother said, while Dad was still silent.

"Yes, you know that you never let go of the daughters go far??" father said

"Dad.. Mother is learning..."

"Sya Pekanbaru Jakarta or Pekanbaru jogjakarta is far away" said the mother, it seems like the mother is also heavy if later Syafeera has to go to college far

"The father is equally selfish mother, Sya fought hard to get to this point, but why the father of the same mother even destroyed everything, even before Syafeera finished fighting for her" Syafeera said in a disappointed tone

"Sya always trying to recite the words of the father, not dating and others, Sya also nurutin the will of the mother to wear the hijab, but why she wants to achieve the ideals, want Proud father mother, want Proud father mother, school at a top university, enter a scholarship, but this is the result? the mother's father is evil, selfish" sheckled Syafeera in an angry tone then passed leaving them all to her room

"At least Give Me confidence" she shouted, and as she reached the front door of the room

Jduars...

The door was closed by Syafeera..

All those in the front room could only stare at Syafeera's departure, Mother massaging her chest with Syafeera's behavior.

"Well..Bun.let Syafeera fight for her dreams.." Qanita

"the city is far from father's reach, and we don't even have any relatives there, Syafeera daughter, where maybe the father let go, how will he, his association, it's a big city"

"Well.... Syafeera is not a weak woman, she can take care of herself, even she proved that, even though she likes to rebel, but she tried to obey the direction of Father and mother, give her trust"

Dad was silent, because it was true said Qanita, Syafeera is different from Qanita, her character is hard, likes to protest, but the direction of the father and mother she followed, he said, although there is a debate before obeying the father's orders, even he can prove himself to be able to achieve

Such is the case if already angry, the house person is considered a statue, if in the past when he was devastated, Joseph's shoulder is a backrest, complaining, screaming, crying in front of Joseph, but not this time, but not this time, Joseph who just arrived to pick up Qanita was considered a statue

"departure Yes.." said Joseph.

But unfortunately, Syafeera did not respond, instead directly forward his motor

Joseph entered the house, greeted the mother, and there was also Qanita having breakfast.

"why is Syafeera?? how do you get angry??"

"long story, breakfast first, and then I'll tell you"

"mas had breakfast..."

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"that's a bent face...??" ask Fitri

"i want to run away..."

"blur...?? why else is Sya.. one step away you can get a scholarship and I'm optimistic about your ability"

"well that's the problem, Mother's same father is selfish, make no spirit, the child is fighting instead his spirit in destroy it" he chatted his hands on the table with a view out the window

"i mean, you're not allowed...??"

Syafeera did not answer just rolling her lazy eye.

"don't be saggy, just prove it first, you are able to enter the top 2, about how later, yes you have to convince them"

"hi Sya.." said Riko.

"what...??" answer Syafeera jutek

"jutek very.. go home school street yok..."

"from now I walk, from parking to class, and it is clear that later it will be finished the clock will walk again parking lot, then where else will it go huh...??

"to Cafe cake..to the mall next to the cake,. Riko jabanin's brother.hehehe"

"Yes called Bu Santi" said one of the students who happened to pass by

"ok.." she answered and then left Riko and Fitri

"Jutek is very today??"

"you are already ordinary in jutekin.already back there back to the Chair" said Fitri who was also lazy to serve Riko.

Arriving at Bu Santi's room all the scholarship participants had gathered, where Bu Santi gave directions, if Lusa all had to come to the University in Pekanbaru to do the final exam. As well as after the completion of the exam, they must immediately face the UAN as well.

when it's all out, but Syafeera is still sitting on her chair.

"why Syafeera, anything less clear??"

"Buk... if pass into the top 2, then do not so go how??"and

"why...??"

"iseng aja Bu want to know the possibility that happened.hehehe" he replied while scratching his head covered with the hijab.

"you're here in class, you're doing well, I'm sure you're capable"

"hehehehe.. This mother made Sya soar, Sya to the class.." her saying.

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How,. still need to continue???

Don't forget the support...