SOULMATES

Recognition

I live my own days, but I feel so happy, it feels so comfortable. Focus on developing business, focus on children, focus on making parents happy. No longer think of a soul mate, because I believe whoever my soul mate if it's time to meet will be met later.

A lot of free time I can use to write while waiting for the store, and waiting for customers to come. Now I realize why I keep chasing the world, why pursue a soul mate. There is cape himself. Mending focus on improving self-quality, close to God, diligent worship. Carrying out his every commandment and avoiding his prohibition, that is the real task of man on this earth. surrender all affairs, the end result is in the hands of God, the end result is in the hands of God, what is important is that we always do everything well and expect God's Ridho in all that we do.

Zara Aprilia is a tough 28-year-old woman who has experienced the twists and turns of life, falling awake but never making her give up too long, despite being sick, injured, and, broken heart he will rise again because his dream is very big have a successful independent business for his old age later.

Zara Aprilia is 5 years old, her childhood life is not easy, while other children play with her favorite toys. Zara was taken to the market after our morning prayers to Sukabumi market, shopping sembako.

Little Zara was entrusted at the wholesale subscription of the mother when the mother shopping for other purposes, because my father worked in Jakarta my sister school Junior High, little Zara always brought the mother to the market.

I always pay attention to the wholesale officer from the age of 5 years, so sales have entered my subconscious brain since childhood. Not to mention when my mother took me around the market to buy vegetables, I was put again in the fishmonger.

I like to sit in front of her on public transport, piled up with my mom's groceries.

When Zara was 6 years old, we and our family decided to move house, because of severe trauma in the old house, after experiencing a lot of accidents. First my dad got in a car, his fingers broke, both my brothers got hit by a motorcycle when they came home from Junior High School, thirdly when I was 5 years old, my fingers were badly injured by an iron impact when I jumped out of bed after I nailed the wall to put balloons in my room, Little Zara is too active. Until now the wound in my hand is still there and imprint.

Mother who is sick itchy on the hands that do not heal to the point that her hands are like scaly, and her efforts begin to quiet suddenly. Our family is bankrupt.

So our family decided to move house. Selling an old house and moving to a new house starts it all from scratch again.

Move to a new home, not in comfort. Because the house is not finished only one bedroom for all of us to occupy, there is no window door even still ground floor.

I started going to elementary school that day. I had breakfast with rice and salt fried in shallots, While looking at the Dawn that rises from the east because at that time my house did not have a door only blocked by a closet when night time arrived. But little Zara's heart never felt sad. There is a pleasure to enjoy the cool air in the morning after dawn.

Fortunately, from Primary School until SMK, I always got merit scholarships so that I could help my mother and father finance my school. For college I didn't take the scholarship. I refused, because of her scholarship for regular classes, whereas if I took regular classes I wouldn't be able to work. And I don't want to charge you for giving college tuition every day.

Little Zara always gets bullied from friends because of her social status. But little Zara never cared when friends all brought Nokia phones in her day. Little Zara prefers to learn to read books and sell. Fried sales since SD class 4 even to the sales of Accesories that Zara took directly from the factory. Thank God whatever Zara sells is always selling well.

Junior High, a time when people are playing around with various names of his gang, in contrast to Zara, Zara who is always said to be a kuper, not good at hanging out, not good at hanging out, always aloof but if the business of Zara jagonya. Zara is busy selling for profit in order to have money for the fare, because the school is far from home so it must take public transportation. The father's income is small, and the mother's income is also. They're focused on paying for my sister's high school. When the hobby Junior High Zara has is different from other friends, even Zara's favorite spectacle is Metro tv show Mr. Mario Teguh, Mario Teguh Golden ways directed by Hilbram Dunar.

When I entered High School, friends were competing for a list of public schools, but I chose a school in private SMK, because it was cheaper in private SMK than in Negri High School. I can't choose my favorite High School because I know what my parents are capable of.

I enrolled in a Private SMK, majoring in Accounting. The comments don't wear anymore that I get when I list no 1 to the private SMK school.

Mr. Head of student directs me to choose the TKJ or RPL course because for the Accounting department will not be easy, I will not be able to say it, he said, even many accounting students faint when the final competency test is due to dizziness. He wondered why I didn't sign up for Negri's school just yet. And I said to him.

"Sir if I do not rank 1-3 in the class during later school here in the Department of Accounting. You can hold my diploma when I finish school here, sir, and don't say I graduated from here. How's it? "

The student chief fell silent and took my registration form. As the time goes there SMK school, alhamdulilah every semester Zara always get merit scholarships and Zara always report to the head of student.

He can only be found watching my learning development there. Even when Zara left for the Olympics Accountancy to IBI Kesatuan Bogor. The head of the school just gawked at me. At that time, the departure from Sukabumi was only 2 schools. SMK me and BPK Sower.

I and my beloved Accounting teacher went on a trip to the school of Satan majoring in Bogor after dawn prayers, down the market on foot to the gate of IBI Unity Bogor. Funny when it comes to the Gate other people wear a private vehicle when it comes down it turns out most Chinese who follow his Olympics. I saw my feet wearing dirty flip flops as they passed through the market. Me and the teacher laughed while changing my shoes at the gate of IBI Unity Bogor. Out of the 400 participants, I qualified for the top 20. Out of the top 20 I qualified for the top 5. Unfortunately to enter the final round I failed because the material I got at school has not arrived at the material that is Olympic right. The Class 2 SMK Olympic materials I only got when I was in 3rd grade SMK. Perhaps the SMK lessons outside Sukabumi were one level superior at that time especially the Chinese. Her level of intelligence was one level above my knowledge back then. It's okay to be an experience.