Not a Substitute

A15 Pips That are Glowing

This afternoon the atmosphere in Himeka boutique was busy. Tomorrow will be the opening of the Himeka boutique. Or the cool term Grand Opening. Nameplate has been installed since yesterday afternoon. It was still covered by black curtains. The curtain is planned to open tomorrow at the opening of the boutique.

Himeka assisted with his crew is now arranging some clothes in the display room. Most of Himeka's current work is outfit that is currently in trend. But there are also some party dresses arranged nicely in place. Some mannequins did not escape from the beautiful work of Himeka.

"Mom, is this not better installed in a mannequin only? asked Santy while carrying a bright red party dress with gold ornaments that add luxury to the dress.

"Yes, can be San." replied Himeka

"Mother." cried Navya held by the middle-aged man. It just came. Himeka approached him.

"Why when to Surabaya? ask Himeka to her in-laws while kissing Mr. Dhirga's hand

" So morning at 10. Intentionally papa does not call you, afraid to disturb you. So papa go straight to the house." replied Mr. Dhirga while mentoel Navya's cheek

"No hassle papa, will Meka assisted the same as the others." Himeka eyes ended with a smile

"Let's sit down, Pa, make mea drink first." Himeka took Mr. Dhirga to one corner of the first floor room. There is a sofa set that directly faces the clothing fitting room.

"Mak Susy, please make coffee yes, just a little sugar." Himeka ordered one of his workers.

"Well, ma'am." replied Susy and headed straight to the pantry located behind the stairs towards the second floor.

"Alhamdulillah yes Meka, finally one of your wishes that had been buried is now slowly realized" said Mr. Dhirga.

He remembered that Himeka had a desire to work in the field of fashion design but he had to bury his dream because he decided to become a housewife after marrying his son, Danadyaksa.

"Yes, Pa. Meka also did not expect Meka to reach this stage." replied Himeka

"Grandfather, Mother, Navya go there first yes, there is a new Amel coming" Navya said as she pointed towards the entrance. Andini and her daughter, Amel, stepped into the Himeka boutique.

"Amel." cried Navya running towards Amel. And they also immediately tos friendship as a sign they met. Funny, but that's the world of children.

"Assalamu'alaikum Aunt Andini, it's mother is there, mother again the same grandfather."

"Waalaikumsalam beautiful child, yes already Aunt to mother first, yes." replied Andini while stroking Navya's hair.

Andini walked towards Himeka and her father-in-law was sitting.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Mr. Dhirga, Himeka" said Andini with a shake.

"Waalaikumsalam" replied Mr. Dhirga and Himeka

"Where's Rianti?" ask Himeka

"Today's show was sudden, so it looks like he's coming tomorrow at the grand opening" Andini replied

"Yes, it's okay."

The three of them were chatting. Several times it was heard that Mr. Dhirga who praised his daughter-in-law was a tough woman figure. In the residence of her late husband, she did not necessarily always fall into a state of decline. But he tried to get up.

Himeka's phone vibrated, a sign of an incoming call. Yes, these few days Himeka is somehow comfortable with silent mode on its HP. The name Devano meets the screen. He couldn't pick up the phone in front of his in-laws.

"Sorry, Pa, An. I pick up the phone first." Himeka's permission

"Yes, Meka." answered Andini. While Mr. Dhirga only gave a nod.

After slightly moving away from where Mr. Dhirga and Andini were, Himeka immediately pressed the green button on the screen.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Dev." greet Himeka first

"God is almost 100 percent Dev." replied Himeka

"Thank God, may it continue until tomorrow, Me."

"Aamiin, thank you Dev."

"Oh yeah, I'm flying to Surabaya tonight at 7pm."

"Yes, Dev. Be careful."

"Tomorrow what time's the show, Me?"

"God willing at 10am, Dev."

"I'm definitely coming, Me. Yes, I closed it first, I called. I'll see you tomorrow. Assalamu'alaikum"

"Yes, Dev. The waalaikumsalam."

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It's afternoon. Time has shown 17:00. Navya and her grandfather came home 3 hours ago. So did Andini and Amel, they say goodbye before Mr. Dhirga.

Now Himeka is still in the boutique accompanied by Valea. Santi, Viani, and the other employees had already gone home half an hour ago.

"Val, what do you think? What is lacking, huh? ask Himeka. Although it actually seems to have been completed 100 percent, but Himeka is worried that there is still a shortage gap. Naturally, Himeka wants to look perfect and give an interesting impression at the grand opening tomorrow.

" If Val thinks everything is perfect, Mom. Hope the show's good tomorrow, ma'am."

"Aamiin's."

"Yes, we go home now yuk, Val keburu maghrib."

"Yes, Mom. Then Val says yes, ma'am."

"Yes, Val be careful."

After Valea died, Himeka surrounded the shelves displaying his work. He smiled with satisfaction at his achievements.

After being satisfied to observe his design which is now in the form of pieces of clothes and dresses, he walked to his room to pick up a bag. He sat down in his chair and tidied up some paper scattered on the table and put it in a drawer. When she opened the drawer, her gaze was greeted by a wood-framed photo featuring a man in pilot clothes smiling sweetly. He deliberately put the photo in the desk drawer instead of on the table. He took the photo and put it close to his chest. It was as if she was tightly hugging her late husband.

"Mas, you should've seen this, Mas. My dream is realized." said Himeka as she gently rubbed a picture of her late husband.

"Be happy there, Mom. God willing my prayers will not break for you." A single tear escaped wetting the cheek. Immediately Himeka remove it and his hand outstretched to save the photo back into the drawer. Afterwards, Himeka grabbed her bag and intended to return home. Navya must have been waiting for him.

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Leave your tracks ya gaes.

Thanks though..

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