My Ottoman Girl

Spirit is looking for you

Today was so exhausting for me. A long meeting with two different clients where my energy was drained. Time Has shown at 17:00 Wib. Time to pack home. Suddenly my phone shook. I forgot to ring after my silent meeting.

I saw a number from abroad trying to reach me.

" Hello Good afternoon" The voice of the man I know my ears very well.

I think I know her.

" Greetings waalaikum. How are you going to Mr Abizar? " I answered smiling. The voice chuckled at my answer.

" Well, I can't fool you, man. It turns out you miss me so much huh, that always I even my voice you remember" he replied

" I must remember you, Your voice is so loud as a broken plate My ear always hurts when I hear it. "my god is to her

" Ah Shit you Fiz! How are you doing? When are you going to Pakistan? There's a project I'm going to give you" Abizar said.

I am very happy to hear again the voice of Abizar, from the 3 friends who rarely call me is Abizar. He is indeed the laziest to hold a mobile phone if not very urgent and important. It happened since we were in college it turned out that until we separated, he was not so hobby holding the phone.

There must be some important news to tell him. If you don't want to call me first.

" Hafiz do you want to come to the residence on our Campus first? "

I breathe heavily. He knew my voice was very reluctant to answer

" God willing if there is no meeting schedule with the client "my original answer. He was not satisfied with my answer.

" Hafiz try to come. I believe you will take your time there" he said with confidence.

"Heemmm.. Why are you so sure? "

" Because your love and your soul mate are there. Pick him up immediately before he leaves again" he said again

" Hafiz is just you and Zein who are unmarried. "

I interrupted his conversation.

" Eh, you know, a few days ago Zein proposed to my sister" I told her of the exciting news.

"Alhamdulillah reduced 1 more single people in this world hahaha" his laughter broke.I squeezed my hair irritated.

" Well wait, do you want to be with your little sister? come on bro wake up. Anyway you have to come. I'll take my wife there"

Finally the conversation is over with the sentence I am coming. Why do all my friends want me to come?

You know my friend misses him but I'm not ready to face the reality that he's no longer my lover.

My mind drifted back to what it was a few years ago.

Aygul Dilara and I have been dating since the first semester of college. She's a jolly Turkish girl. His blue eyes and lentic eyelashes often blink beautifully when he is enthusiastic about telling stories. Her little, red lips often laughed at me.

Suddenly I miss him so much. I'm looking for Emir's name on my phone number.

Ms. wa. ga.. pat..

Nah!

Emir Mahmud Al Akbar's. A second later I contacted him. Emir is a man who knows Aygul well. He was the first person to provoke me into expressing love and he was also the one who diligently reminded the hardness of my heart away from Aygul.

I'll try to ask Aygul's phone number. Maybe he knew and often had contact via the air with my ex-girl.

Tuutt.... Tuut

***Emir : Assalamualaikum

Hafiz: Waalaikum salam Pakcik,

Emir: How are you feeling?

Hafiz: Thank God uncle, may I ask you?

Emir: What are you asking?

Hafiz: what's Aygul's phone number?

Emir: Subhanallah dream did you ask Aygul's number?

Emir : Fine but remember you have to dare to promise this time. You can't run anymore. This is her number +902314526850

Hafiz: Thank you very soon to Turkey if my business with work is done. Thanks uncle. Assalamualaikum

Emir: Waalaikum greetings bro.

The conversation I had ended I smiled happily I finally got the number of the girl who until this moment still controlled my heart.

I plan to call her tonight at 23:00. Because the time difference with Indonesia is 4 hours then I find the right time after he finished dinner. It's still 19:00 watu istambul.

I'm out of the office, some employees are still struggling with the computer. There are also those who are receiving calls from clients. I closed the door to my office and rushed out.

Some officers seemed to nod their heads when they came across me.

" Mr. Hafiz, I'm sorry sir there are still 1 more documents to sign "Said Ira my secretary who already has 1 toddler.

" Oh yeah, where's the file?" I asked while stopping my footsteps.

Ira gave me the file I asked for. Without reading again I immediately put my signature under her.

" Thank you Sir. Tomorrow do not forget to meet with the client at 10:00 wib at PT. Scintillating" he replied while reminding me again.

I nodded and immediately continued my steps towards the car park.

This month is indeed a lot of meeting schedules with clients and it is very menguraa my leisure time. My time socializing with friends during college has also been greatly reduced because they also rarely have free time like me. It was only through the Whattsup and Skype connections that we met.

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Magrib's Adhan will be here soon. The Mercedes-Benz S450L I bought from my own business has entered my parents' yard. I feel happy to be able to buy my dream car from the results of my efforts so far.

This is not the first car I have, but this is the first car I bought with my own savings. I already have a Pajero sports Car my 25th birthday present from Dad and Mom. I always used that car when I was traveling out of town with my driver.

Dad has gone home to see Mr. Man Driver personally is getting ready to go home. He greeted me while half-bending his body. Mr. Man has been with Dad since I was in Junior High he is also one of the loyal people to our family.

As a sign of thanks to him, Dad sent Pak Man and his wife Hajj 2 years ago. And it's been a long time ago Dad gave Mr. Man a decent house for his residence with his family.

Indeed, my Father and Mother are generous people.he really appreciates the services of people who have been loyal behind them even in the most difficult time they remain faithful to accompany Dad. I'd really like to follow in the footsteps of my father and mother's generosity.

I pat Mr. Man's shoulder slowly and after he came home I went inside the house.

I saw Dad wearing a sarong and a cocoa shirt, and Mom was wearing a face. He is both a timely man in carrying out religious orders. Before the Adhan has prepared itself for prayer.

" Father Assalamualaikum, Mother "I said as I kissed the backs of my parents' hands.

" Greetings waalaikum, Tumben ahead of the magrib return Nak. "asked the gentle mother

"Yes, ma'am, there was a meeting in Mr. Ahua's office to discuss the cooperation in procuring drugs for import to Paris" I replied as I headed to the dining table to get water.

"Gimana Fiz's. Is there a constraint? " ask Dad.

"Yes Dad. The regulatory system with the government there is a bit convoluted. They asked for all the requirements and permits for the distribution of drugs. Fortunately Aldo and Ira had prepared all the data to be safe. But we are still waiting for news from Mr. Ahua as License holder" I replied

"You should also ask for Mr. Ahua's company data. And don't forget the MOU signature is clear on the stamp. lest you first distribute it will be in the tikung from behind. Make a clear agreement, that your company is the only right holder as the sole distributor to it. And you have to do your duty to meet the product stock buffer not to be empty" said the father advised.

I'm asserting. Indeed, for work and agreement issues Dad is very expert. I also learned a lot from him who has been poor to become a businessman. Falling awake at the deceit of colleagues, even at the betrayal of employees was once a natural father. But thanks to honesty and assertiveness Dad finally all who betrayed Dad and hurt Dad embarrassed. Some even went to jail to account for all his despicable deeds.

Dad used to be almost out of business when working with his own friends. The chicken business that plans to supply to almost all fast food restaurants that are famous throughout Indonesia. Clown icon restaurant. I trust everything to my friend too much.

So that my father's friends deceive by saying that his cattle chickens are many who die of disease. He asked to release the funds again. Because Dad was basically a man who always believed in other people, he was never the slightest bit suspicious. But because several times his friend asked for an injection of funds but there was no income statement for the company and at the time of Dad's Finance was dying he finally investigated himself.

How surprised he saw that the Chicken coop had long been left unkempt No chicken, Father's friend's house had moved out of town. Dad went limp for a moment. All the possessions my parents had had had to be sold. Many suppliers come charging because Mr. Johni's friend Dad addresses all billing to Dad. Fortunately perhaps because of the prayers and kindness of my parents to others, God sent down help through Grandpa Sholeh. He is a foster parent who does have a lot of wealth. But I never asked for his help.

At that time Grandpa Sholeh came from the village with his grandmother to the house. But Grandpa was very surprised because we had moved home to a smaller house just different villages. With Mr. Man delivered, both of my adoptive parents came to my house. I remember when I was in Primary School grade VI. Grandma was crying when she saw my parents.

Can not be denied them even though only adoptive parents really love Daddy from childhood. Because from childhood Dad has become an Orphan in the event Father's birth father work accident at Grandpa Sholeh factory. My father was at that age when I was in Primary School. And still have 2 more sisters. Because the biological mother of the father who continues to grieve since the death of her husband was exactly 1 year her mother also died. Since then, his father and two younger siblings have been adopted by Grandpa Sholeh. Because he himself has no descendants.

In short, Grandpa gave me more financial aid. But I refused if the help was free. I promise I'll give it back if the effort is back. And Thank God with the passage of time because of the prayers and efforts of both my parents were able to rise again in the span of 2 years of his efforts again successfully. Even go to another business.

Dad is getting more successful and fluttering in the business world in my city. For the old businessmen and there are young businessmen also know Dad very well, therefore I am very good name for Dad at this time.

" Let's Fiz you clean up 2 then we'll pray jamaag magrib" my mother ordered.I nodded and immediately went up to my room to take a shower.

I pray to God that both my parents will be given new health and longevity. I hope I can try to follow the kindness of both of them.