
The cake shop opening ceremony was held. Ribbon to cut, already cut.
After that, the shop door opened.
Everyone applauded, then the store owner gave a few words for his welcome. Invite the invitees to enter the store. Taste the cakes that have been provided.
Because the cakes are also, which will later be sold in this store.
Security guard, as much as possible provide the necessary security. Moreover, if there are suspicious guests or do not carry a self-identity card, as residents of this apartment.
Some people were even kicked out, for making a fuss by doing things that had not yet made consent permits.
They are the ones who create content, but do not ask permission first.Sama as Anggi did.
Unfortunately, Anggi was also rejected by security. And didn't get a chance to meet with the store owner, to ask permission.
But basically Anggi, he still does not want to be silent and relented. Mobile phone still he activated and in a state of on for live broadcast. Despite its position, it is not as flashy as when doing content.
While following the bunda, who took some cakes, Anggi noticed how the store decor turned out to be luxurious as well according to Anggi.
There were abstract paintings on two sides of the wall, which ended up facing each other.
There are also decorative decorations, which have a characteristic not of America or Europe in general.
After being noticed and remembered Anggi, the typical ornamental decoration is from the middle east. In fact, this cake shop also has a certificate of halal.
That means, the shop owners are from the middle east, most of whom are Muslims.
"It's just right that you don't worry about eating her cake" muttered Anggi, who was still noticing how the store's decorations caught her attention.
Pluck up!
Anggi turned his head quickly, when someone patted him on the shoulder.
Anggi's eyes widened, seeing who was in front of his eyes right now.
"Ahed?" tanya Anggi did not believe.
The person who had just patted Anggi on the shoulder, smiled kindly. With her eyes implying a longing for her little girl, who was now calling her name.
Anggi, no longer the little girl who used to be his best friend at school.
Ahmed saw Anggi, now it looks bigger than before.
"How are you Anggi?" greet Ahmed, by asking how Anggi is.
"I. i. m fine. You?"
Ahmed smiles. Showing off his white teeth neatly.
"You...When did you come back here?" tanya Anggi, who had no news from Ahmed during his move to his papa's home country.
"I came back to America here a month ago" Ahmed replied telling Anggi.
"Why not say?"
Ahmed smiled again, hearing the question that Anggi had asked him.
"I follow all U activities in sosmed Anggi. Don't you know?"
Now, the gawking Anggi heard those answers and questions.
"Yes. I've been with you since the beginning. Since I moved to Qatar."
Qatar is one of the countries located in the Gulf region, bordered by land with Saudi Arabia in the south. The rest borders the Persian Gulf. The Gulf separates Qatar from Bahrain.
The capital of Qatar is Doha. And Ahmed, living in the city of Doha. Because his papa came from there.
His mother, Ahmed, is from China. There are also Japanese descendants.
Anggi still did not believe what Ahmed said. Because apparently, he never knew if there were followers with the name Ahmed.
"I did not use the real name Anggi. So, U definitely won't know. Hehe. Sorry!" ahmed explained.
"Grandfather!"
Anjani was worried, not finding her son nearby. That was why, he called out to her immediately, as soon as he saw the whereabouts of Anggi.
"That's my mother!"
Ahmed smiled, hearing Anggi's words, which indirectly told him who the figure had called him.
Finally, Anggi, along with Ahmed, approached Anjani.
"Lho..."
"Assalamualaikum Mother. Ahmed I. Anggi's friend," said Ahmed, introduced himself to Anjani.
"You... You're the kid who owns this cake shop?"
Anjani recalled, if Ahmed was the child introduced by the store owner, it was when the store owner gave some remarks.
"Ah, really?" tanya Anggi did not believe.
Earlier, Anggi did not pay attention to what was said by the store owner during the opening event.
He was busy preparing his cell phone, which was doing a live broadcast. So, of course he doesn't know if, Ahmed is the son of the owner of this cake shop.
It turned out that Ahmed was deliberately asking his mother, who had a business in the culinary field. To open a cake shop around the apartment owned by the Anggi family.
He wants to be close to the Indonesian boy again.
He's gonna run this cake shop. Because he is no longer in elementary school, just like Anggi.
*****
The Cloud campus.
The opera is about to start. And Ara, had also returned from the restroom along with the Clouds.
Now, the two of them sat in the invited guest chair, which had been provided by the opera organizers.
With wisdom, event after event begins.
From the opening, the introduction and opera event took place in accordance with the arrangement of the event that was already listed on the invitation.
"The story is sad, sister" said Ara, while in the middle of the event.
Opera is an art form, from dramatic stage plays to musical acts. In performing the play, the opera uses typical theatrical elements such as scenery, clothing, and acting. But the words in the opera sung are not spoken.
The opera dialogue is singing.
"Yes. Although this story is common, and commonly broadcast, it still feels sad."
The story of Romeo and Juliet, is a sad love story of all time. And this time, the opera that took place also told their story.
"Hopefully, our story is not like theirs."
Ara turned to look at the Clouds, who said so. He smiled, looking at the smiling Clouds looking at him with eyes filled with love.
Moreover, from earlier, the Cloud also never let go of his hand from holding Ara's hand.
This made Ara to be like a girl who was truly much loved.
A few moments later, after the show was over. The clouds wanted to invite Ara to dinner first. Moreover, they had not eaten just now. And it wasn't so night yet either.
"We eat before we go home" Awan asked for Ara's approval.
Ara just nodded, following what her lover wanted.
With pleasure, Awan drove his car to a restaurant, which of course they can also enjoy.
And Ara, don't protest where the Clouds brought him to eat. Because he also knew if, the Clouds would always consider everything, in terms of what should be eaten and not for them.
In a country free of all kinds of things, we must be careful and vigilant. Because sometimes, there are also some restaurants that do not provide halal food for Muslim visitors.
That is why, you must still find out first, before deciding to go in and order the food available at the place.