Romisa Life

3

"Assalamualaikum" said the Mass greeting as he pushed the door of the room in front of him.

His uncle was sitting in a chair.

"Walaikumsalam adek," he replied with a sincere smile.

"What's up here? Why don't you ask to be picked up by Uncle's driver?" reno asked as he walked over to Misa who was still standing in the doorway.

"Get Uncle's taxi."

"Sit down the deck, why is it awkward like that? It is in the company of adek itself do not be awkward like that," allow Misa to sit on the sofa.

"Uncle, what is the interest in asking Misa to come directly to the company? Usually, when it comes to the company, like to come directly to the Mass," asked Misa, after she sat on the sofa and now Uncle Reno sat on the sofa.

"Gini adek, because your age has entered the 2nd head, uncle will give your father's will stored all this time, and according to this uncle is the right time," uncle Reno explained the intention of inviting him.

"Do you really keep a will for Mass?" ask Misa enthusiastically who nods her head.

"If it's only about my father's will, why did Uncle send Misa here?" misa asks for clarity.

"You'll know the deck, but you already know your handwriting, to make sure it's a real or fake will" Uncle Reno confirmed.

"May know Uncle, because Misa's always turning back my father's diary."

"Alright," Uncle Reno got up from his seat and walked up to grab something from the locked safe using a pin.

"This is your father's will before he died leave it to Uncle." Pouring a long, brown envelope in front of Mass.

With caution Misa grabbed the envelope in front of her.

"Does Misa have to read it now, Uncle?" misa asked, there was a sad tone in every word she asked.

Uncle Reno just nodded in agreement, then Misa started to open the envelope and read the letter tucked inside.

Assalamualaikum, th,

Romisa Arya Putri Wiguna, the daughter of a very dear father.

Forgive my dear father, who cannot accompany your life, forgive me son.

I can't take care of you and educate you like a parent should.

But I am sure that my daughter will be a beautiful and beautiful daughter like her mother.

Dear Romisa, I always hope that my daughter will always smile happily and be a woman he realizes paradise like a sick mother.

Romisa, I'm sorry, I have to deliver this news.

Forgive me if this father is selfish and does not think about your feelings dear, but I have already made a pact with my best friend to unite you with his son, again forgive me son with this covenant, I just do not want to be a disbeliever, if father is gone but the person who did the covenant still remembers it, for that, he said, if there is a man surnamed PUTRA and billed the promise, he is the son of a father's friend.

Son, the decision is in your hands, I only told you about the agreement that was said when you were 1.5 years old, and I was just afraid that my best friend still took the agreement seriously and came to you, so dad told me the truth.

Remember, dear romance, do not feel burdened with this news, I just say what you must know, the decision is in your hands son.

And Father Romisa's daughter, run the father's company if you're ready, because of all the shares embedded in the company, I give it in your name son, because father's daughter is only you, a son, so run wisely the company, but if you have the same nature as your mother who does not like such a position hold the company of the father in the hands of the trust of the father as well you want.

Dear Romisa, take good care of yourself and always carry out your duties, son, even though our family is not thick with religious knowledge, but His obligations and commands you must always run, always, because it is your happiness in the world and the hereafter.

Wasalamualaik.

From your father (Arya wiguna).

Unable to endure the sadness, the longing, the pain raging in his heart and mind, his tears kept coming down hard, remembering how his father had written this letter which seemed to have known the end.

Misa knew the cause of her father's death from heart disease. He died when Misa was 3 years old and 2 years later the mother followed, leaving Mass again because she was stabbed by a gang of thugs when snatching her bag, and that situation makes little Romisa always traumatized considering the incident where his mother was snapped and stabbed in the abdomen and chest.

Seeing Romisa crying sobbing with breath starting to sting, Uncle Reno panicked and immediately took water thrusting it in front of Romisa in order to drink, he said, do not forget to also rub a soft swipe the little girl's head because this way she will return to calm.

"Aadk is okay, right? Is anyone sick?" asked Uncle Reno in a worried tone.

"Mi.sa is fine, Pa..man," Misa replied stammered as her breath was still slightly wheezing, then she picked up the tissue on the table.

Misa's reply made Uncle Reno grow even more panicked.

"I'm sorry Uncle Deck, because Uncle made you recall the incident" said Uncle Reno felt guilty.

"Uncle need not apologize, this is already the destiny of the Mass of God, because indeed the soul mate, sustenance and death God has planned for each of His servants," misa said in a hoarse voice because she was crying.

"Yes Uncle Deck understands, but every destiny is something that is sad and likes, and it is this fate of suffering that sometimes makes it difficult for us to accept it and takes a long time to treat it and sometimes there is no cure" Uncle Reno replied and looked on grimly.

Misa simply replied to him with a smile and fell silent.

Right said Uncle, this fate of suffering is difficult to cure, like me who has difficulty treating this gaping wound every time you cross the picture of the mother covered in blood.

Seeing Misa speechless and pensive, Uncle Reno cleared his throat to disperse the Mass reverie.

"How about the deck, do you know what the will means?" ask Uncle Reno who is starting to calm down.

"Yes Uncle, who is his best friend Father who is the background of this son's name?" Look at his uncle seriously.

"The great family of the Son, and the great master of the Son still remember the covenant that your father covenanted with you?"

"Really!" With a slightly elevated tone.

"It's true, because yesterday the uncle came from the family to collect the promise, and actually there was a little problem with the company, too" said Uncle Reno.

"The problem? Is that uncle?" Misa's brows furrowed looking probing.

"The problem of declining stocks can be said to be a crisis, but the son's family as the owner of the largest company will help the problem of this crisis, because they think their son's great master will become one family." Uncle Reno stared anxiously in fear of Misa being offended.

"But uncle did not say that adek has agreed on this matchmaking, so adek can still refuse if it does not fit in the heart adek, adek, don't feel burdened just by the company going through a deck crisis, so think carefully." Reciprocity.

"Uncle is there no other way, other than cooperation with Putra's company?" ask Misa.

"It's still there but it may take a long time to recover." Said Uncle Reno staring in the shade.

Misa took a long breath. Ponder a few seconds for the decision to choose. "If so, then Uncle, Misa accepts this match," Misa replied steadily.

"Are you sure deck?" tanyanya.

Misa nodded and breathed a rough sigh.

"Not considering anymore?" Ask Uncle Reno to make sure.

Misa shook her head. "May be sure your choice won't go wrong."

A few seconds later, the two fell silent to each other. "Alright if it's your decision deck" Uncle Reno said in a soft sigh. Then he stood up from his seat.

"Daddy, what do you want to eat? Uncle will tell the Secretary to order it," asked Uncle Reno who was about to walk towards the desk.

"No need Uncle, Misa will go to school, later can be at school all meals."

"So, watch the deck, get between the drivers," he bargained again.

"There is no need for Uncle, Misa can take a taxi, fear Misa will be heard," replied Misa, and stood alone.

Uncle Reno who understood his point, assented Misa's wish.

"Alright, take care of yourself on the deck, and be careful on the road," approached Mass and gently rubbed the buttocks of his head.

"Misa said goodbye to Uncle, Assalamualaikum," passed and left the room.

"Walaikumsalam deck," he replied.

Adek Romisa may this be good for yourself and your future, because the choice of Mr. Arya will not be wrong.

*****

Misa walked out of the building, and entered the taxi that was already in front of her.

"Pak SMA Pelita yes," he told the driver.

"Good, deck."

The car drove back at the speed of splitting the road, Misa was still pensive with her decision.

In the midst of his thoughts, Misa remembered the male disciple named Egi, and looked out the window that happened to be passing through the place. "It looks like he's already been to school," he murmured softly as he didn't find the figure in its original place.

The car at Mass stopped at its destination, Misa paid the fare and got out of the taxi.

Misa entered the school grounds and stepped towards the teacher's office.

What a change of hours yes, why still in class, thought Misa while looking at the clock attached to her wrist.

"Mr Misa," call someone from behind.

Misa stopped her steps and turned her head, looking dani sir approaching towards her.

"Tumben ma'am Misa baru came, there was no class this morning?" ask Mr. Dani who is in front of him.

"Yes sir, the task was also left to Miss Rina for the disciple before the permission" Misa replied calmly.

"Oh, what's up? tumben bu Misa permission," he asked.

"It's just a little problem, sir," with a friendly smile.

"I've returned to the office, sir" said Misa about to step back.

"Miss is okay, right?" Mr. Dani again asked to undo Misa's intention to step up.

"I'm fine sir, excuse me, Assalamualaikum," Misa replied smilingly and finally stepping her legs back.

"Halaikumsalam," replied Mr. Dani, still standing and watching the Mass begin to move away from him.

Looks like she's been crying? What the hell is it? I hope he's okay.

Misa's footsteps came to a halt when she reached the table, and she saw that Rina looked busy with the disciples' exercise books at the side table.

"Assalamualikun Rina."

Hearing the greeting from her best friend, Rina stopped her activities and turned to the direction of the voice. "Walaikumsalam, uh Misa, is it done?"

"Alhamdulillah, thank you Loh Rina for her help," said Misa and sat on the chair.

"Just Mass kayak who are you, don't use thanks all the time" replied Rina in a small laugh.

"Yes Rina, you too if there is any need just ask for help directly to me, do not hesitate."

"Just remember, Mis, to you, I will not hesitate anymore.

Teng...

The bell's sound signifies time for rest.

"Mis, yuk canteen. Laper nih from earlier check the book that contains all foreign languages, so my energy is draining," asked Rina with a spoiled tone.

"Hehe, ayuk, I happen to have my stomach not filled yet in the morning" Misa smiled at the attitude of her friend and agreed.

They went to the canteen to treat the hunger in his stomach.

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