From Cupu to Queen

Season Four Bag 1

　

　

Time goes by so fast. Not felt, Great Lord Tito

I have been through chemotherapy twice. And the doctor stated that

the cancer suffered by Mr. Tito has been cured. Yeah, easy to guess what

what the doctor said was right. Because cancer cells are malignant cells that

in a dead condition, when time can still live and develop very quickly

if there's a little trigger.

Big Master Tito is already on the move as usual. Be aware,

the principle of a businessman is that time is money. Readers agree with

this principle of Mr Tito? For the author, this principle has a point. Because time

it is very important and valuable. The time is described by a clock with

smallest unit of seconds. The clock will always move to the right. Once in motion,

there will never be a word of retreat or stop. If it goes back means the clock

is broken. If it stops, it says the clock is dead. So is time, if

to wish yesterday could be repeated today is impossible. The event can

it repeats itself similarly. But the time will always be different. But is money buying

buying time? Time is money, but as much money as we can

it can buy time, because in life what cannot be bought is time and

bliss.

This morning the weather in Jakarta was raining quite hard,

some corners of the city saw a lot of puddles that forced motorists, and,

motorbikes and pedestrians slow down the journey, as well as the

Rayen and Maureen. Today they plan to visit Chika who complies

the news that Maureen heard, Chika has given birth. Of course it will be very

happy, seeing the little one who was only a few days old, Maureen seemed

can't wait to get to Chika's house.

Another water in the street. If only Maureen could

fly, of course he wants to fly immediately and head for Chika's house.

“Ray, is there no other alternative to pass, in front

looks blocked by flooding again?”Ask Maureen.

“Sabar mother, the weather is currently not friendly.

Looks like the flood in front of it is not too deep, there are still many cars

you can get through that water. Be patient, not too much

anxious. Later little sister in the belly of the mother also anxious” said Rayen

It's true what Rayen said. Some cars

it was seen passing through the water-filled streets. Although some of

the motorcycle had to be pushed. The rain that hit Jakarta

the last day was very high intensity. Almost the same as some

months ago. But the difference is that a few months ago it was not

it lasts a long time, but if a few days it lasts long enough.

After a long and exhausting journey,

finally they reach Chika's house. Seems a pretty crowded atmosphere. Some

rakha and Chika's siblings and parents are seen gathering there. All stagger

happiness smile.

“Hallo good afternoon, my princes is coming. Wow it's big

this sister who is in your stomach Ren?”chika who came out of the house

after seeing the arrival of Maureen and Rayen.

“Hai, congratulations to Chika. Wow really complete happiness

you guys. I have a baby now” Maureen said as she immediately welcomed

with a kiss cipika cipiki ala both of them.

While Rayen who saw the two of them acted ala

ala abg smiled to himself. Ah, women if you've met, where

bring it uplifting just. Yeah, definitely donk. The world would be deserted without presence

a lady. That's why Eve was created for adam, so the story is probably. Hihah….

Not just a story.

“Yuk…. Let's just go to the room. I take care of my baby

thing is. Understand the family far in dateng. So my mom was busy

welcomed them. So I have to take care of my little one myself” said Chika.

“Ok, I can't wait, to know your son. Kira

whose face looks like who?” Maureen.

“Ah, which definitely does not look like you is Reen. Hahaha... “ words.

Chika while laughing.

“Not necessarily donk. You were the same most effective

i'm Chik. So if your son belongs to his mother's idol who knows? Hihihi.. “ laughs.

they also escape. Yes, these two friends are always together from childhood. And

even when married, he happened to get a close soul mate

with husband.

While stepping towards Chika's room, Maureen and Chika are not

stop joking around each other. Those who rarely meet today because

the stairs, while Maureen has to run the company with her husband.

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“Wah, your boy is Chik, very handsome. Handsome as

his father.” Maureen.

Maureen and Rayen observe a baby who is still red

in the crib in Chika's room. They were amazed to see Chika's son. How handsome, man,

they hope that her son will also be as handsome as Chika's son.

“Iya nih Reen's. I am grateful to have such a handsome son. Convenient

hopefully later become a godly child and can boast parents” said Chika.

“Chik Castle. We also pray. You are my most important friend

good. O, yes, Rakha where is it not yet visible?”Ask Rayen

“O, Rakha mas still shopping for the needs of the little one. Heedfully

rakha has to start work tomorrow. The permit is only 3 days and it is already

kepake during labor yesterday at hospital” said Chika.

“o, how does it feel to give birth to Chik. I'm really curious

deh? Does it hurt a lot Chik?” Ask Maureen.

“Wah, scared huh? Haha…. Not with Reen. Her name gave birth

that's a woman's nature. There is no term pain. The pain that arises

for a moment and we feel when giving birth it will disappear and not comparable

when we have seen the little one born into the world. So my Maureen, princes

I don't have to worry” said Chika.

That's Chika's nature. He knows best how to understand people

others. Chika knows that Maureen is actually scared and worried about her pregnancy

and childbirth. Chika understood that from Maureen's face. That's why Chika

deliberately not saying in detail what it feels like to be a person who is

birthed.

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When they are busy talking here and there, come up

Rakha while carrying a large package. Maureen and Rayen can

guess, it must be equipment for the little guy. Well, Rayen has to start learning

in two months, Rayen should be a father.

“Hai, it's been a while? Sorry yes, I just need to find equipment for my son earlier” said Rakha while

meet Rayen and Maureen. Then he approached his wife,

he kissed his wife's forehead affectionately. After that he sat down

next to his wife,

“Yes, it's been a while. This will soon have to pay Rakha home. Mump already

rainfalls. Afraid that if it rains again, the flood again can not

go home. Hahaha...” said Rayen.

“Can't go home and stay here, but sorry

potluck's place. It's a family from afar Just a title mat in the living room. Be familiar

his house is narrow” said Rakha.

“Wah, narrow house gini even like me Kha. Delicious

nyantai” said Maureen.

“Iya. But if Madame President is the same Mr. President yes

not here the place is. Hahaha Chika mocked them both.

They also engaged in a conversation. About his first child

Chika certainly. Ah, why didn't Chika ask to find a baby sister. Can

someone will take care of the baby. Question it uterus shadowing Maureen's pikran.

Ask me yes, time. Can make tomorrow's experience when Maureen gives birth.

“Reen, actually mas Rakha already offered it yesterday, he said,

when not yet born. But I said, we'll see, um, actually I

I want to take care of my son with my own hands. Let's feel the responsibility

a mother completely. I'm not working. Later if you bother

once we've been looking. And Rakha agreed to my proposal. So we'll look for

one person to help wash and cook course” said Chika.

Oh, Chika, your experience was amazing. Every time Maureen meets

you, there are always a lot of new experiences that are very valuable

providing insight and knowledge for Maureen.

They keep talking about different topics. But Rakha

and Chika deliberately did not mention the company. Because they know, in

maureen's company is facing a problem. Thankfully, Rayen's company has

growing rapidly and able to sustain the losses of KSM Group. If not, I don't know what

what will happen to Maureen's big family-owned company.

By late afternoon they were coming home. Along the way, Maureen

never ceasing to tell the first child Chika. Ah, must be their son

it will be the same age.

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