Melisa For Young Master

Suddenly Enrolled

Lisa is trying to find a job. Lisa also decided to get closer to her creator. Lisa who pursued the world of authorship since the last few months was finally able to really focus on her new world on the encouragement and support of Umi.

Being a writer is not as easy as Lisa imagined. But his spirit continued to rise because he saw Umi who always earned a salary of more than eight million every month could even be more than ten million. Lisa did not give up and kept trying to make an interesting story for her loyal readers that could still be counted fingers.

Since entering the world of writing, Lisa so have many friends and exchange stories and even ideas. Not only the focus of imagination, but Lisa often participate in social services that busy themselves to forget how the condition of her children after the departure of Lisa.

Her new environment is so supportive that Lisa soon recovers from her fragile heart. Neighbors in the rented so friendly plus Lisa herself is also a Sundanese tribe which in her neighborhood encouraged her to speak Sundanese mixed with Indonesian.

One year has passed. Lisa is proud of herself for being able to truly rise from adversity. Although she still digs holes for online loan installments as well as her pay latter, Lisa can get through all of that from the results she wrote. Of course there is the role of Umi who always helps even though not many can lend money to Lisa.

That morning Lisa was ready with a Lilac-colored robe with matching Khimar. He will go visit a mosque that is holding social services with orphans. Of course do not forget Lisa perform Dhuha prayer service four raka'at first. Dhuha worship four raka'at and tahajud four raka'at that he never left other than when the arrival of monthly guests.

"Neng, go to the Attaqwa mosque?"

"Yes, Tea. Want to go there too?"

"No, Neng. But he said Ninik Imah wanted to go there, Neng. Try to bring together, huh? Kasian likes to be scared of crossing a zebra cross."

"Yes, Tea. Lisa samperin. Go first yes, Tea, assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumsalam,"

As per the conversation, Lisa approached Ninik Imah and invited him to leave along on foot. Every step that Lisa went through was never apart from her sweet smile. Everyone there almost knows how Lisa is. He is very friendly, smiling and likes to help people. That's the view of the people who knew Lisa. Twenty-nine-year-old woman with an always-shar'i look.

Returning home from social service, Lisa drove Ninik Imah across the zebra cross first and then she went to a convenience store where she would work. Lisa has been working for three months as a minimarket employee with working hours from one day to nine nights.

"Duh, Neng Lisa always looks happy. What's the secret?" sapa Lilis, Lisa's sip's first friend at the minimarket.

"No secrets, Lis. Just need to be thankful. Then God will add that favor," Lisa replied then passed to the dressing room to change into a uniform and wear an apron.

Lisa was really lucky to have a very good boss and gave Lisa the job. Initially Lisa only helped a mother who was having a history of Alzheimer's dementia. It turned out that the mother who was helped was being sought by her son where the child was the owner of several minimarkets scattered in the city of Bandung.

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Early in the morning, Lisa is surprised by the arrival of a man along with two others who Lisa believes he is the man's parents. "Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. Sorry, who's looking?" Lisa who was about to leave was forced to postpone it due to the arrival of a guest she did not know.

"Can you come in first?" said the man.

"Oh, yes sorry. Please enter. Sorry messy and no seats." Guests also enter and sit in a carpet bag that Lisa suddenly titles because of a guest. A momentary state of silence due to awkwardness was also embarrassed.

"You must be surprised by our arrival. But we're here with good intentions, son," said one mother, dressed in a headscarf.

"Yes, Buk. Sorry, what good intentions do you mean?" lisa's still awkward.

"Melisa, my name is Arkan Al-idrus. This is my mother Aisyah and this is my father Gufron. I am here with my parents to preach you. I want to marry you," hearing that, Lisa immediately rounded her eyes perfectly and closed her gaping mouth with both hands. "I know it's sudden, but I don't think our age is the age to play games anymore. That's why I want to marry you right away" continued a man named Arkan.

"Son Meli? You all right?" ask Aisyah's mother. As soon as possible Lisa woke herself from the shock and took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

"Sorry, Arkan, I think there's a misunderstanding between us. How could you and your parents suddenly come and propose to me. We don't know him at all. Not even Mas Arkan knows my status,"

"I know. You are a widow with two children and have lived here for a year. You work at the minimarket Pak Asep Sunandar during the day and in the morning you occupy yourself with social services and religious activities." Lisa is back.

"How do you know so much about me? Whereas I've never met you" Lisa replied in surprise.

"Today I met you three times. The meeting made me want you to be my wife" Arkan replied in formal language.

"Three times? But I feel like I didn't meet you" Lisa said, still wondering and thinking about yesterday's events whether anything was missing from her memory.

"First I saw you with a mother crossing a zebra cross. Second, I saw you at the social service and charity event that I held orphans. From there I asked some of the people who were at the event. It turns out I met you again at the minimarket in the afternoon. Finally I asked Mr. Asep for your personal information which happened to be my friend. People say if we meet the opposite sex accidentally three times in one day, he is your soul mate. I believe those words," Arkan explained, did not make Lisa detached from her sense of her nature.