Love Stories Overseas

Chapter 94

The afternoon was the last resort because the next day was the day H graduation campus red and white to LXV/65, all prospective graduation participants had attended the training since a few days ago, and the final dress rehearsal is like a real graduation, only it has not been used oversized clothes and also toga.

Dila and the others returned home at about 4 pm each, tired and happy mixed into one, tired of attending graduation exercises, and happy because of the wait, the struggle, and the joy of waiting, and the hard work of the students has reached the end. Where they have successfully graduated, with different results of course.

There are some of them who have started a work internship even though they have not yet graduated, but there are also those who are still looking for work. In Jakarta there are indeed millions of jobs, but no doubt there are also those who are still confused looking for work, maybe looking for a job that suits their field, or maybe there is a problem because it turns out there are many competitors.

For Dila personally, now not confused looking for a job, because during her studies in Jogja first, Dila has pioneered her business from the bottom, becoming a young female entrepreneur as well as a student is not easy, it is not easy, but you can see now the results. When friends his age are still confused looking for work, Dila can actually open jobs for others. Just need to check and check the performance of his subordinates.

Not to mention her who has become the wife of Indra Pambudi, a successful businessman in the field of hospitality, whose hotel has been established in several major cities in Indonesia. If checked in Dila's account now, maybe the nominal has reached dozens of digits. Apart from his own income, also the monthly money that is transferred to his account as the wife of a young businessman.

It's just that Dila who is used to living a mediocre lifestyle and has never felt how difficult it is to earn an income, forming himself into a simple person and does not like poya-foya.

Life is not just to show how rich you are because of your success, but for Dila, life must be enjoyed, enjoy life not only by shopping and squandering money, gathering with family, making people happy and living in peace is the purpose of his life so far.

That's why Dila made the unilateral decision to keep a secret about who El really is. After all his parents would not be able to sue Indra and snatch El from him, because neither of El's biological parents expected El's presence. It would be nice to keep things going as before. So that the affection of the Indra family for El is not reduced even if only a little.

Arriving home was greeted with warm smiles from all members of his family. There were both her parents, Dita, both in-laws and also her son and husband who were waiting for her in the living room. They relax while enjoying warm tea and cashews that are deliberately brought by Siti for souvenirs made yesterday.

It was a rare sight that made Dila so moved, as well as feeling very grateful for everything that was expected to become a reality. Although before reaching this point Dila had to live it with full struggle and tears. Life has to be like that, sometimes there are times when we are down, and it will come when we are up.

" Mommy Dila.!", El's voice broke Dila's daydream. As usual, El immediately rushed and hugged his mother.

With a loud voice and increasingly clear to tell everything he has done today. Go along with Fatma's grandmother, Aunt Dita and also Dila's parents.

El was right in this house, full of people who loved him. So it would be wrong if at the end of the day everyone should know that El is nobody in this family.

The next day Dila woke up early, the salem-colored kebaya for her, Dita, her mother and Ms. Fatma had been prepared since yesterday. Ms. Fatma originally invited Dila to do makeup to the salon, but because for Dila it was very inefficient time. Dila chose to hire a makeup artist to come home after dawn to decorate all the women who would come at her graduation ceremony later.

The men's team has Rizal's father, Toto Sir, Indra and El ready early, because they only use suits as usual, not complicated like the women's team.

At 7 am Dila's family had arrived at the meeting hall where the graduation ceremony will be held, they were part of the seats in the middle rather backward, while Dila sat in front of the stage with other graduates.

How proud Toto and Siti were when her daughter was called as a graduation with cumlaude results. The struggle that Dila has been doing so far has been fruitful until this point. Who is Toto and Siti who is just an ordinary farmer, can send their children to high school has gone through a very difficult struggle and process, he said, because it is like the results of rice fields that are not so much to eat everyday just enough, but with hard work and persistence all, bringing Dila to be a successful young woman.

A few bouquets of flowers and also pretty hampers were received by Dila. There were from Lita, from Dila's friends, from the sorority of her friend El's homeroom, also from Bram.

Yep... Bram as a friend and business partner sends large and beautiful hampers. Some Dila hold when taking pictures, do not forget also Dila send a message, and say thank you to all senders.

After the event at the meeting hall, continued the photo session. Dila deliberately took many photos that day, because for Dila that day was very historic for her. Photo with his little family, El and Indra. Then a photo with the extended family and nuclear family from his village.

Toto smiled proudly looking at the prints of his small family photos, and was about to take it home to the village and extend it on the wall of the living room. Thanks to Dila, now the family's economy is very prosperous. Especially after getting the rice fields and fields from his son-in-law... Indra, Toto can buy a motorbike for himself, as well as for Dita to go back to school.

The next day, after the graduation Dila event was held, Toto and his family allowed a farewell to return to their hometown. For almost a week they were in Jakarta.

The house is indeed entrusted to his sister, but if it is too long also still feels bad.

" Son Indra and everyone, I apologize that as long as we are in this house it troubles everyone. We leave home, because Dita also has a long permit not to go to school, worried about missing a lesson if later truant", said Toto joking.

" We are happy with the presence of the father and the family all, the house so it feels warmer and crowded. Moreover, El really likes Dita, if later on school holidays can play here again, so El added seneng because there are friends at home", said Indra while staring at El who was chatting with Dila and Dita.

Toto smiled, the Indra family does have a lot of respect for the Toto family even though they are in different strata. That's why Toto felt calm leaving Dila far away in Jakarta. Because all Indra families are good people.

Indra's house was once again deserted as usual, tomorrow Dila and Indra's departure plan to Lombok. In accordance with the plan that has been made before. El will be staying at Fatma's grandmother's house for the next few days.

El who was getting older also already knew what the purpose of his parents went without him. All for the sake of the realization of a common desire, which is to make a baby sister funny as El expected.

At night Dila had packed some clothes belonging to him and also owned by Indra who had to be brought.

" Do not have to bring a lot of clothes dear.., if less we can buy there, so not too heavy luggage", indra said while reaching for Dila's hand that was still folding clothes and putting them in the suitcase.

" Well, then, Mas permission to his office for how many days?", asked Dila.

" It is up to Mas want how many days too, right Mas boss, so no one dared to complain how many days Mas want to leave, hehehehe", Indra chuckled himself to see Dila who was a manyun while whispering, " His style, Mas bos....".

The next day when he was about to check in at the airport Dila accidentally met with Intan who also wanted to make a flight back to Kalimantan.

This time Dila was able to meet Intan's husband as well, right said Bu Titin, Intan's husband is an adult, maybe almost 50 years old, but still looks fresh and fit, perhaps it was because he came from a wealthy family, whose lifestyle was full of care.

" It's a coincidence to meet my sister here, this is my husband, father of El. If not for Kak Intan channeling me to Jakarta, maybe we would not meet and mate", muttered Dila while smiling awkwardly.

Intan and Indra shook hands. " It's my husband, Mas Seno, but it's a pity, we can only talk for a while. If there is another opportunity maybe we can continue this short conversation" Intan said.

" May her promil successful as well like us, if you have so do not forget the news" said Intan while hugging Dila to do farewell.

While Indra and Seno have been chatting with each other about work, maybe because both are business people so they immediately connect while chatting.

" Wow even our husbands are preoccupied with chatting, in the next moment Mas, our plane is about to leave" Intan said while holding Seno's hand.

Seno nodded and was forced to cut off the chat with Indra, after Intan and Seno left, Dila and Indra entered the airport lounge first as their flight was still a few minutes away.