Blue Hijab Girl

New Territory

In the world of marketing there is a name of the expansion of the region called the expansion of the territory, this time Ami and Diyan expand their way to the West of the Bull field, multi-colored multi-storey buildings lined with glass on the walls, and, become their purpose, though,

"Mi, we're splitting up here huh? I want to go to the building there" said Diyan, pointing to the building to be addressed.

Ami nodded then stepped foot into another building area, "Yesterday ka Diyan street in which building?" his words, before entering he took a break in the mosque, and ate the provisions he bought earlier in the street.

It feels better enough, he returned to tidying up his clothes and hijab, then put on his shoes again and put his feet into the 3-story building in front of him, This building has a little floor,, but his employees are many, their rest time spent chatting. Ami was innocent, without knowing there was a pair of eyes following her,

"Sorry where are you going?" ask the security sir who always paid attention to Ami's movements earlier

"uh, is this going to this room?" said security sir

"Would you meet Mr. Suhaemi?" the security said again

"hmm. yes sir!" ami replied to her, but who Mr. Suhaemi was he did not know.

"Just wait here, sir Suhaemi is out!" pointing at the waiting room, while sitting down, Ami only watched the clock on the wall.

"It's zero today, let's just say I'm learning a new territory!" ami said in her heart, as her eyes looked at the employee who seemed indifferent to her presence.

Before long, Mr. Suhaemi who was told by the security sir came,

"Finding me mba?" he said he was sitting on the sofa in front of Ami.

"Eh, yes, with mr suhaemi?" said Ami

Their chat continued, until in the end Ami successfully offered the book he brought, even Mr. Suhaemi helped her offer to friends, unexpectedly, it turned out that Mr. Suhaemi's friends were very enthusiastic about the book. closing some books happened.

"Alhamdulillah" said Ami in his heart.

Ami put the customer record on the table, Mr. Suhaemi filled it out with complete following his mobile number, Mr. Suhaemi also advised, if there is a new book, please come to it again. Ami assented then pamit.

The feeling that day, he was so lucky, got the customer anyway he thought.

Ka Diyan was already waiting at the mosque near the building that Ami was visiting. Face's tangled.

"Anyway?" call Ami

Diyan turned to Ami, then told a long story, Ami heard carefully.

"Where should I sell this book?" diyan said frustratedly.

"I'm confused too!" replied ami while staring at the miris on some books that diyan brought

"Indeed, did you know that Diyan didn't want to go to her room?" ask Ami

"Neither mi.. I think he's been there!" answer Diyan

"Eh just now when I came, the room was empty and even clean had been dismantled, he said moving parts, and do not know what part!" diyan said sadly.

The risk for marketing that relies on the order is so, if the book that has been purchased turns out not to sell, even loss.

"Yes, are we offering to the other building?" ami tried to calm down.

"But you're done, your books have sold all!"said Diyan, looking at the contents of Ami's bag that only a bottle left.

"Yes udh gapapa, I help you with Diyan!" ami said

And it made Diyan feel lucky to walk with Ami that day.

*

Other place.

Ramdan stared at his phone as a short message came in.

Unknown number

"Why so?"

"whose number is it?" ramdan said himself, then tried to call, but there was no answer. Until the call when there was still no answer, he finally decided not to pay attention anymore.

Hasan was in Ramdan's parents' house.

"Wehh. bujang, early in the morning slap!" said Ramdan

"Yes, I'm gonna fuck up your house!" answer yes, cengengesan.

"Jalan yuk, play to my house!" hasan said "Ke village P" he said again

"What cake?" ask Ramdan again, thinking that the distance to the village P is quite good.

"tuuuhh.." point hasan towards the parked Honda charisma motorbike.

"I don't have any money for San's gas!" said Ramdan

"Easy!" come on!" said again.

They walked a fairly far street, arriving in front of a green house, seen a girl wearing a long skirt with a long shirt was sweeping the porch of his house.

"Assalamu'alakum." said Hasan

The girl looked towards the gate, and smiling, she approached and opened the gate.

"Hasan you're here?" said the woman named Tari

"hehe . can't it??" answer hasan cengengesan.

"Come," said Tari while glancing at Ramdan.

"oia, know Ramdan, Mr. Jono's son" said Hasan embracing Ramdan's shoulder

"Know, then,! you mean tumben that you brought Ramdan?" dance Word

"He's just signed a contract, if I resign! do you have a job vacancy?" hasan

Ramdan who had just been silent, listened to Hasan and Tari's conversation.

Then shortly dance invites them in and sit on the terrace, while Tari herself goes into the house to make drinks and bring snacks.

*

During the day, the short message that Ami sent was unrequited, but there were several misscalls from Hasan New's number.

Ami smilingly continued the prayer that she originally wanted to work on.

Diyan looked at Ami, she waited for the mukena used alternately with Ami, because the situation of the mosque was indeed Rama, after the prayers of Ami and Diyan again walked through the buildings there, peddling books brought by Diyan, and then he went back to the mosque, until 4pm when all the employees were ready to go home, they also returned to the train station,

"Thank you mi!" said Diyan

Now the bag is light, there is only one book left that is not sold, "Rome stop by baso yuk mi! I treat?"

Ami just nodded.

then they boarded the train back to D.

*

seriated

#epilogue

"Why is my message not answered?" ask Ami in my heart

But he saw a missed call as much as. 3x and he immediately sent another message.

"Sorry for work, call me again tonight!" Sent message

Ramdan who saw the message there frowned a little. because he did not know whose number it was!

Then he just replied "Ok"

while sharing his thin smile, because now he is at home Dance, and watching the debate between two people in front of him.

Ramdan put the phone back in the bag then he sipped the cold drink that Tari served him and Hasan, after which it returned to daydreaming.

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