Love from GIA

Episode 217 (2 Years Later)

Well, you're right..video call from Mas Naufal, Mr. Doctor who checked my condition.

"Pretty rest dear, massage with the Doctor, do not be stubborn, let the splinter heal, hehehe," said Naufal.

"Hmm yes, yes" I replied.

Again Mr. Bastian continues to disrupt our romance.

"Don't want Gi, hahahahah" said Mr. Bastian.

"Eh, Lo why the hell??? Shirk really Bas," said Mas Naufal.

Finally, Mas Naufal told me to take a break back and close the video call.

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2 Years later.

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Grateful, my household runs smoothly and is always sprinkled with happiness, yes, although Mas Naufal often left me and busy with his work.

2 Years ago, we were all abandoned by my Papa.

One year ago, Abay left me because he had to study abroad.

Schooling in the land of people is not easy.

Now I'm the only one who lives upstairs in my house. One year ago, Abay made the decision to approve and he also wanted to continue his studies in the Lion Country.

Our age is also getting older, albeit lonely.

No kids my way, I still enjoy it. More grateful.

Abay is also comfortable and happy to be there. He was happy...even he rarely went home, which is there. Because Mas Naufal chose a school that is specifically for boys there.

A few weeks ago. I just grabbed him there. There he lives alone.

Living in a small apartment. But next to his close friend from Cambodia.

And now........

I pioneered the veil business with my own brand name...More than me, I did not do anything at home.

Actually, Mas Naufal invited me to open a practice at Home. Hehehem.

Forgetting is not easy.

Getting started is not easy either.

I don't want to be stuck in the same hole.

I also don't want to get caught up in the same problem again.

Not too long ago, my veil business was running.....

Still about 6 to 7 months.

Because ever since Abay left me, the feeling of loneliness has been felt more and more every day. So I decided to start this business.

Thank God, I have a Boutique that I longed to have now. So now, half the day I spent at the Boutique with Hilya, Haru and Isamu, they were all employees who worked at my Boutique.

Isamu and Haru as tailors at my boutique. And Hilya's serving more customers, me?? I manage it online. Starting from purchase, to delivery. I also designed the veil in this boutique myself. Rarely do I look at my Boutique, because I sell it online via Instagram from Home, but I also became a Kasa when I was in the Boutique.

Slowly I also tried to design a shar'i robe for Muslim women there. It's very difficult for me as a layman who never knew the world of design. I am not a designer either.

Sometimes, there are also many friends who work first to stop by my Boutique. Especially Sister Andini. He's the one who comes by very often.

Mas Naufal was very supportive when I first built this business. And thank God it is still good until now.

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And today, very early in the morning I should have been in the Boutique. Because he had to prepare several veils with a very large amount to be delivered out of town because the booker will hold his sister's wedding, he said, so every guest of his family wears the same veil produced from my shop.

***(In the Dining Room)

We were all having breakfast, while eating I got a call from my customer who was going to be sent the goods this morning.

"Mas, I'll go back first" I said, because it felt bad to lift it in front of those who were having breakfast.

I was also cool to talk to my customers, even though only one month we know each other, but, and she also often bought my veil because she said her husband was very fond and more love heart if she wears my Boutique production veil with a simple design and texture of the fabric is so soft.

A few minutes later, I met them back in the Living Room. Naufal asked me directly.

"Who's Honey?? Did you call in the morning??" ask Mas Naufal.

"Okaya Mas, my customer," I replied.

"That's so sweetie??" mas Naufal.

"Yes, I'm sorry, so bother you, yes" I guess.

"Disturb not dear, just you eat again," said Mas Naufal.

"Yes, Mas, but no papa, I can continue to eat if it's already in Boutique," tepisku.

Mas Naufal is always like this when it comes to eating.

At half-time 7am, Mas Naufal and I set off in different cars.

I'm in my own car, and Mas Naufal is in his own car, anyway.....My shop is also very far from Mas Naufal's workplace, not even in the same direction.

"Be careful, dear" said Mas Naufal from his car.

"Yes, and yes, too" I said.

Our car split right in front of our gate, my car turned left, Mas Naufal's car to the right.

In the past, every time we went to work, we were always together. Filter now??? Eehh split up.

The Boutique distance from my house is quite far.

It took me half an hour from my house. Even if you are not stuck in traffic at all.

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***(In the Store)

Arriving at the Boutique, my car directly put in the parking lot, there the pick up car was waiting apparently.

I got straight down from the car to the second floor, because the production site was on the second floor, there were already three of my employees. They're busy packing up the hood.

"Again" I said.

"For the Buk" they answered.

"Where?? Are you all in??" ask me while sitting on the small sofa available there.

"Already Buk, this lives in transport to pick up, we just waited Ibuk, hehehe," replied Isamu.

"Yes already, if it's all finished, I call Mr. pick up yes," I said.

"Yes Buk" replied Haru.

2 Mr. pick up transports some ties of veil to put in his car.

A few minutes later, and I also finished checking back the veils to be sent.

"Have Buk??" ask Mr Pick Up.

"Already sir, already," I replied.

Finally the veil was transported Mr. Pick up to be delivered to the delivery place.

Usually, Boutiques open only at 9 am and close in the afternoon. Good thing my employees are sleeping in the store. So they're not in a hurry here.

"Everybody's breakfast??" my many.

The shy issues of Isamu, the nimble and silly Haru, and the quiet Hilya nudged each other elbows.

"Not all the Buk, hehehem," Haru replied.

"Yes, I bought it first, yes" I said.

"No need to Buk, we buy good only," said Isamu.

"Udah ndak papa, I bought it, only" I said.

I ordered breakfast for my employees. Poor them, I hired this early.

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Shortly after, my food came.

"This is yes, immediately eaten loh," I said while giving 2 large plastic bags for them.

"Take yes, I live down first" I said.

"Well, didn't Momuk come with us??" ask Isamu.

"I had breakfast" I replied.

"Eat again Buk with us" Haru said.

"Ehehehem, again Mbak's diet," I replied to Haru.

Finally I went downstairs, tidying up the veil that was on display there. Even though I own this store, but I don't want to always tell them, for me here, there are no bosses and laborers here.

Even though their name was "Employee", I still treated the same between them and myself, we were all equally special.

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A few hours later, it was time for me to open this boutique. I slide my boutique door, and I turn the hanger open and closed.

This all-white boutique reminds me of my Mama's house, so this is the reason why all white here, My Mama's House is also all white, White is my favorite color of Mama and Papaku.

And do not forget, every corner of this Boutique is adorned by several white rose stalks in a glass vase.

The walls are glass, and there are sofas on each side. Sofa with shades of young ash. And a lot of my favorite calligraphy and abstract paintings.

Teng tong.

I'm sitting in the gauze. A few minutes after I opened my Boutique, Alhamdulillah many buyers who immediately came to storm this Boutique.

"Good morning" I said.

They are free to choose a veil that is neatly displayed here. Some have ordered and just picked it up.

When one customer came in with a teenager behind him, their faces were familiar to me.

I'm sharpened to see them. But not so visible.

"That's kayaking.." I murmured inwardly, but there was a buyer who paid at the cashier.

"This is Ma'am" said the buyer.

I fold it and I put in a bag that says the name of this boutique.

"Thank you Ma'am, please come back" I said with a smile on her face.

I was still thinking about the woman and the teenage girl who were hooded and was chatting with Haru.

"Who is he?" my question is in my heart.

However, while I was looking at their faces, Isamu called me and told me to go upstairs, because there was someone who wanted to talk to me over the phone.

Finally, I haven't seen it clearly.

"Yes Ma'am" I replied to Isamu who was calling me.

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Shortly thereafter.

By the time I got back downstairs, a woman and her teenage son were gone.

I looked for it to the front of my Boutique, but it wasn't there.

"Oh, find who??" ask Haru.

"Oowwhh, enggak, don't look for anyone, hehehm," I replied.

"Oh yes Buk, this is something that ordered a veil but the stock ran out, so I offered to order it first," haru said while giving a small piece of paper with my Boutique name on the top.

"Eeemmm, who was the message you were talking to??" my many.

"Not Buk" Haru replied.

"Have you known someone?? Or is that Ibuk's friend??" ask Haru to me.

"I think I know Ma'am, but I don't know hehehem anymore" I replied.

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It was getting late in the afternoon, the color of the sky was already a little orange. Time for my boutique to close. When I was concentrating on the cashier's computer.

Tong.........A sign that someone is entering the store. All pairs of eyes looked towards the door of this Boutique. A man came.and he was my soul mate, O true Mas Naufal.

"Assalamu'alaikum Sayangggg" said Mas Naufal.

"Wa'alaikumsalam" I replied.

I was surprised my husband came here suddenly, Haru, Isamu and Hilya immediately looked down if there was Mas Naufal, they really appreciate my husband. Moreover, Hilya was very shy and never spoke with Mas Naufal, in contrast to Haru and Isamu, although somewhat embarrassed and groggy if adjacent to Mas Naufal which he said looked cold in front of them. But they can still say hello to Mas Naufal.

"Mas Naufal, Iiiihh did not say the same to me if I wanted to come here," I said.

"Heheheheh, surprise dong for his wife Mas," said Mas Naufal right in front of me while carrying a bouquet of white roses and several bags of white crackles.

This makes all three of my employees want to get married immediately, because they often see Mas Naufal who is romantic to me. Sometimes he envies us.

"Wouldn't you shut up, honey??" ask Mas Naufal.

"Udah Mas" I replied.

"This is for you, Mas deliberately boughtin for you," he said.

"This is for you too" Naufal told Haru.

I gave it to them, because I knew they were ashamed of Mas Naufal.

"It was taken no papa, hehehem," said Mas Naufal.

"Take yes, baby if not eaten," he continued.

"Thank you sir" said the three of them at the same time.

"Hehehe, it's the same" said Mas Naufal.

Mas Naufal was waiting for me downstairs alone, the shop was about to close, the three of them had already gone to the 2nd floor with the crackle bags given by Mas Naufal.

"For a while, I want to say goodbye first to her," I said.

I met the three of them on the 2nd floor.

"Sir, I say go home, don't forget to eat that one," I said.

"Yes Buk, thank you Buk, said Isa so want to get married soon and have a husband like Mr. Hehehe" joked Haru.

"Come Aru," Isamu's unwilling handcuff that did not accept.

"When yes I was given flowers as well as guys, hihihihi," ceplos Haru who is like this his son, most dare to joke among 2 friends.

"Later, Insha'Allah will soon be met, be patient, hehehem," I said.

"Aamiin," said Haru in his loudest opinion.

"Hehehehe, if I've been saying yes, don't forget the store is closed immediately" I said.

"Both Buk" they answered.

"Assalamu'alaikum" said my greeting.

"Wa'alaikumsalam Buk," they answered simultaneously.

I went back downstairs to Mas Naufal while carrying the bouquet of flowers he bought for me.

Mas Naufal put one hand on my shoulder and told me to get into the car. Though Mas Naufal should have reached home first, but with him who has been romantic since long ago, as far as anything and as difficult as anything, surely he will still try to be able to meet me.

So sweeett........

Seriate......