Loving Or Loved?

Recollecting the Graduation Prize

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Fani Pov's

It has been a month since my graduation day, a month also I helped Papa manage his company assisted by my brother and also Bang Bagas. Little by little I began to apply the materials that were given by the lecturer during college, although the practice that I live is not as easy as when I have the material but still it is not a reason for me to give up. The company that Papa used to build with his efforts, there is no way I broke myself, right? Instead, I will continue to learn and learn so that this family company continues to grow.

When I was in college I had a dream to make a restaurant in South Korea, although Papa and Abang's business does not wrestle the culinary world but I think culinary business is the easiest business for me to pursue as a woman hehehe, emh and of course profitable for the wallet and also

peyuttt.

“Are you seriously going to Korea?” ask Mama who is sitting next to me.

“Eh, Mama just ngagetin. InshaAllah Ma,” answered me while putting a book on the nightstand.

“Open business in Indonesia why the hell Nak? All the way to Korea,” said Mama Memelas. Yes, it has been almost two weeks lately Mama and Papa took turns to persuade me to cancel my intention to go to Korea.

“This is my dream Ma has been waiting for a long time. The money has been collected even though some of the money Papa hehehe, temen I also there have been surveys of its location, market share, all major macem and according to our analysis, this business will be very profitable Ma. This will be my last adventure before marriage, I promise. Or not Mama with Papa come with me to Korea,”, I said explained to the Queen Mother for the umpteenth time.

“Always gini, do not want to cower at all Mama. Cook always Mama who caved you never once just caved with Mama,” Mama's header while folding her hands in front of the chest.

I just smiled at Mama while rubbing her shoulders, somehow I got to Mama and Papa for my wish on this one. Previously Mama and Papa supported a hundred percent if I would make my own business, but when I mentioned the place they immediately boycotted the permission that was already

ejected.

While Abang and Mbak Qiana have not told me at all about this desire of mine, let alone Bang Bagas. I'm afraid they won't allow me to go there either.

“Come down first, we have breakfast,” invite Mama.

“Iya Ma,” answered me as I stood and walked behind Mama.

From the stairs I've seen Papa sitting in front of the dining table, he's tidy with his work suit.

“Morning Pa,” my handkerchief and directly sit on the side seat of Mama.

“For Nak, you are not ready to go to the office?” ask Papa.

“Fani kind of a pity ya Pa to his office, there must be Fani take care of first,” answered me.

“Don't forget at 09.00 there is a meeting with new clients, we must win the tender this time Fan and Papa believe in you,” said Papa while receiving a spoonful of fried rice from Mama.

“Iya Pa, Fani did not forget before 09.00 Fani had arrived at the office. Fani's business is only for a moment, but it is important that it cannot be postponed after the meeting,” I explained.

“Yes, it's okay not to be late,” said Papa, while spooning fried rice into his mouth. I also took fried rice and beef eggs for breakfast this morning.

“Udah ah, at the dining table kok discuss the work,” said Mama a little frown, hehehe Mama is the most anti-same affairs office talked about at the dining table like this, hehehe, he said he was losing his appetite.

“Iya My beautiful mother,” I said.

The noise of motorized vehicles accompanies my morning trip, as usual Jakarta is always noisy with vehicles going back and forth. I am quite immune to this one thing, because since I was a child yes it was like this State Capital especially during the rainy season, the huwa has jammed many puddles everywhere.

“Finally arrived also,” I said when I saw the building I was heading to was in plain sight.

I parked my car and walked into the building, which I visited a few days ago to get my work visa. Some other documents I deliberately do not take care of it myself, but ask for help to the family lawyer so that I do not look too busy outside the house or office.

A neat-looking man offered my finished work visa, ah happy. Just waiting for other documents and pocketing permission from Mama-Papa.

I saw a tiny clock perched pretty on my left wrist, it turns out that 38 minutes is 09:00, fortunately this building is not too far from Papa's office.

“Alhamdulillah is empty,” I said when entering the streets and joining other riders.

Not until 25 minutes I have arrived in the room that Papa specifically prepared for me during his time in managing the company Papa. There I saw the material for the meeting this time, well it turns out Papa will cooperate with Korean companies. It's a coincidence, my mind.

Drrrr.t...drrttt….

The Prank is calling…

Whoa..wah..what is this, once Bang Aziz contacted me. Though he and I have been in contact for almost a month, you think he has given up.

“Assalamu’alaikum.. My Heart..” a message from there.

“Wa’alaikumsalam..Bang Aziz, stop calling me with that designation Bang,”.

“Oh come on, that's the most fitting mention for you,” this is a flutter what God.

“Stop dreadlocks Bang, there need what?” my many.

“Oh this, next week I'm going to Jakarta let's meet. I'm very heavy,” he said.

“No need ah,” I replied.

“Come, My Heart we rarely meet together,” rayunya again.

“No, Bang,” answer.

“It's okay once, we eat malem together once ajaaa, really,” he said in a clear tone, hmmm do I yes? I will soon be going to Korea, I will definitely not see Bang Aziz again.

“Hm, may but have lunch?” my answer.

“OK, no problem,” he replied in a happy tone.

“Yaudah Bang, I have a meeting already yes. Assalamu’alaikum,” I said close the chat.

“Read More, My Heart. Wa’alaikumsalam, his work spirit,” he said.

As I put my phone on the desk and grabbed the tight materials, my eyes stopped on my fingers.

“Ya...Allah... I forgot to accept the non-formal application Aa Bagas,” said me while looking closely at my ring finger that has been given Aa Bagas ring.

Yes, a month ago right on the day of my graduation Aa Bagas gave me this ring as a sign I accepted his proposal. But only the new proposal me and A Bagas aja know, not yet with the two big families, the term mah sign of our commitment hehehe. My S1 graduation gift from Bang Bagas yes this, same ring of shoes

the latest output from one of the famous brands, he said let my steps while accompanying A Bagas remain smooth, wkwk gumbal mode on.

“Yes already, later if I meet Bang Aziz I invite A Bagas all together let Bang Aziz stop trying and immediately find another woman. SPIRIT OF FANI MEETING, SPIRIT...HIGHNESS!!!”

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