SURVIVING BECAUSE OF STATUS

GRADUATIONS

The award I received was my biggest achievement so far, more important than that all my business is running smoothly, the income from my efforts is quite large, he said, the row of numbers that go into a savings account always makes me not forget to give thanks. I can be happy without a male presence. I don't feel like I have the burden of living a complicated life.

There is no shadow of polygamy, hurt even a third person. What often bothered my mind was the fear about the future of Rania, in prostration in a third of the night I always called her name so that later she would not experience, a bitter life like her mother. Keep away from men like his father.

Today was exactly two months of my meeting with bang fatih, but the man's words were still ringing clear. The dismissal of my husband, about your pregnancy. If my ex is happy with his wife, why force me to go home. Was not satisfied he hurt me, by showing his affection with Andara. And what the lady did until I was gonna apologize. Yes, that's what you can be proud of.

I looked myself in front of the mirror. Making sure my makeup is perfect. For this business I have been proficient, a short course that I took a year ago turned out to be very useful. No need to go to the makeup artist, I'm enough to do it myself. My makeup is also very complete.

That's part of the demands of the profession, I need at any time there is a need to meet clients. Optimal appearance it must be, in order for people to be impressed with our appearance.

“beautiful mother” my daughter's voice resuscitates me from daydreams.

“Rania is also very pretty” I said as I grabbed her hand. Brought her my lap and saw our shadow reflected. We wear a light pink kebaya with a batik motif skirt also the same. My clothes are covered in black graduation robes. My son is very beautiful with a matching color hijab, I was the one wearing it earlier. For Rania's hijab business my own daughter wants it. There is no compulsion from anyone.

“Rania happy about the arrival of the graduation mother, that means soon father will come to pick up Rania meet grandma, eyes and ounty Nisa” deg,,,!!! my heart seems to be racing faster. I forgot my brother's words at the time. What reason should I say. I don't want to go home, I'm not ready. Especially if that bastard's the one who's got to pick me up.

“later we think again yes, now let's get ready later, will be embarrassed” I said while staring at Rania's face. I smiled Gently. Just to distract Rania, I hope that the man does not keep his promise. Rania's business let's find another reason.

Pick up the car keys on the nightstand, and check the equipment in the bag afraid that someone might miss. Walking suddenly back again open the drawer, graduation invitation left there. Immediately my heart was sad to see this invitation. for two people indeed but who will step beside me. Rania's all I have now.

My memory is back when I graduated S1 first, I was accompanied by my father and mother.there is a fatih bang and rukayah aunty. Mas Amir and his mother who came to accompany and Anisa who participated. Even at that moment I was introduced for the first time to my mother-in-law. Laughing up to the photo together with friends who graduated that year.

Clear liquid flowed on my cheeks. How sad my precious moment is now that no one is accompanying me.

“mother scared late” my daughter's voice half yelled because she was already in front of the stairs.

“iya, darling for a moment someone forgot” my answer is also the same half yelling. I rubbed tears with tissue for fear of ruining the already perfect makeup. Today I released Rania's nanny to go home, because of her plans after graduation, I will take Rania to my place of business while eating out celebrating my graduation. It's not because it's just the two of us.

“yuk..” we join hands down the stairs. My toga hat is on the right. Because my left hand is holding Rania. Get in the car, he's sitting next to me. Happy in the chest. Seeing my daughter grow up and beautiful. His face looked more like Mas Amir.

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“syafira Aini, Bachelor of economics, master of business administration. The cum laude predicate. Cumulative performance index 3.95” loud voices the host mentioned my name. I walked onto the stage to receive the graduation tube containing my graduation diploma. Moving the toga rope to the right as a sign of confirmation of the title I just held. I experienced all the lecturers and rectors and deans neatly lined up on the podium, shaking hands as my thanks.

Their congratulations, some even praised my success in the business world. This is the second time my name has been called with pride. After the first one got an award in my achievements in the business world. Thank goodness I said many times, it feels good this coming in a row. Pay off it hurts my heart this time.

Get down the stage stairs one by one carefully. Rania stood under the stairs welcoming me with her sweet smile. Pretty bouquet in the hand, where did this kid get it. He was just told to sit in the invitation seat.

I looked into her eyes and raised my chin, as a sign of my asking for my daughter

“dikasih om florist, he said to tell mother, Rania said she did not have money, but her om said free” answer my daughter plain. Do I look worried, until the sale of flowers also sympathize.

“ada Rania says thank you” my question while rubbing her head covered in hijab.

“already, Rania said thank you om, hopefully the fortune is smooth today. said Rania” okay, my son has started to be smart now. Not even a thank you so long had I thought of it.

“Rania pinter ya” I said again.

“ayo sit again, wait for the show to be finished, we'll see the photos together, later the picture is enlarged, on display in the family room” said I. To take away the sadness I felt from earlier.

The show was over, I talked with them, who for two years became friends in joy and sorrow, group work together, occasionally hanging out to eliminate all sorts in the middle of endless stacks of tasks

We congratulated each other, shook hands full of haru. Today is a witness to the excitement of our struggle on this campus, of course, there will be something we miss. This place, friends and of course the atmosphere of learning here will be a good memory.

I took Rania to the impromptu photo studio in the building where the event took place.

“photo with sister let there be mementos”. Said Maria, a friend of the most hilarious among us, her existence can always liven up the atmosphere. Humorous people are not boring.

We're ready with the formal pose, the next the free pose. About 8 poses we live in this photo shoot.

“both not only?” ask the woman who is four years old under me

“iya, I'm with Rania” I replied again

“suami doesn't come” he asked again. I lied to them. I didn't tell you my true status, I just said that we were LDRs.it's okay to just avoid unwanted things if I confessed the truth. A young age. I was afraid that a man would come near me. My heart is not ready.

“can't, it looks like he's busy” replied me origin.

“who said I was busy” that voice, I quickly turned my head. God, why does he have to be here

The thing I hate the most right now is right in front of me. By not knowing himself he familiarized himself with my friends

“introduce me Amir husband, Syafira” he said as he reached out his hands to my friends one by one. I'm sick of it, I'm not kidding. His presence has ruined my mood. God, why is he here. How did he know I was graduating today.

“Gosh..apparently husband brother this handsome, how big brother said he can not come” it sounds maria, he is single. Haven't found the right one he said.

“oiya, he said let alone earlier” what kind of question is this. sok familiarize yourself. You are shameless.

“he said brother could not come because he was busy. So sister fira did not force” explanation maria according to the reason I said earlier.

“right so dear” sucks. Look at his hand on my shoulder. If only there were none they wanted me to punch his belly with an elbow. In order to keep my lies I pretended to smile even if I had to.

“dad,,,Rania kangen” My son approached, he ran into his father's sling. Cuddling with each other, I saw mas amir kissing Rania's right and left cheeks alternately then his forehead. And hugged back

“God..Kissakan me a man like brother Amir, already handsome dear family again” sebit prayer that rises from the lips of Mary. Oh, if you had known this man you admired, would he still have said that prayer.

“do not see anyone from his physical maria, which is important in its nature. Because being handsome is not enough to make you happy.”that's my voice. I don't need to be clear. This insinuation was indeed for this traitorous man.

“isshh,,, this brother, it's obvious how sincerely bang Amir same y'all” Maria protested, her idol I quipped. It's a pity that this single woman, doesn't know who she admires yet.

“hopefully maria can match as soon as” that voice my mood destroyer

“amien..”manswers maria solemnly.

“photo yuk yepang” he took my hand while next to his hand was holding Rania.

“remove...!!!” I said fiercely with a soft tone afraid Rania heard. Take off her hand that grips my wrist firmly.

“we are not muhrim, it is haram for you to touch me” I continued again.don't forget my sharp gaze.

“we've never been divorced baby, never mind. We'll be back as we used to” what kind of answer it is. How about believing himself he said that.

He pulled me into an impromptu photo studio that was available at some point of the building where my confirmation got the title of S2. I followed his steps.

“kakak please get closer. Well it's fitting. Smile sis, do not be stiff this happy day, happy smile uang” voice photographer directing me to style. Really, if it wasn't for Rania I wouldn't have done this. My hate will never go out.

This is where I am now, a famous restaurant in this city, even he also brought my car, somehow he knows my plan with Rania. Armed with the application of the directions on the phone until he is in this place.

it's 12 noon, this place is crowded, because it's lunch time. I chose to lock my lips from earlier. He just asked Rania anything.

I hate this situation.I feel the peace of my life three years disturbed, want his anger vaporizes a lump of emotion that rolls, but there is Rania what he said later if mother and father quarrel.

All menus are on the table. He ordered everything without asking me what I wanted to eat. Surprisingly he was not affected at all. My silence, and my sharp gaze from earlier he ignored.

“you want to eat what darling” asked me. I'm still quiet. This grudge I have to finish but how. I can't do anything with Rania. We have to look good in front of Rania, that's my promise.

Rania is busy with her favorite spaghetti, I'm quiet. My appetite is broken because of the man whose existence I did not expect.

“open mouth, I feed your favorite chicken teriyaki, want to use rice?”tanyanya, I secretly want it to scream “silently shithead” but I don't have the strength for it. Shut up, that's all I can do.

“Dad, from earlier mother has not eaten pity, because rush to the event afraid late” Rania's voice increasingly makes her father big head, see her smile happy now. A smile rose from his lips. I want to flush his face with ice in front of me.

“tomorrow we'll be home for the morning flight. His clothes have been packed tickets have been ready” this shit.who he can manage my life so.

“horee,, finally Rania can meet eyeang, grandpa sam county Nisa and kirana county thanks dad” how cute my daughter is. Do not you know, boy, how the news will only make the mother more hurt. My return means only to add to the long line of wounds that the grave mother is dying for.

“who will let you do all that”mu with a tone of emphasis because of anger, maybe my eyes are reddened now.

“everyone told me to pick you up, including your brother it” Lord, even the man who has supported me has also turned in support of this traitor.

That means I'll be ready for a polygamous life. In the midst of a happy you welcome his baby. Unfortunately fate. God.what should I do. I hate all this. Why is it as if I can't determine my own way of life, since the chaos of life brought by this savage.

“sayang, you today look very beautiful, I'm jealous you saw many men there” hoooeekkkk.

After he gave me the news that made my heart spot go up and down. Now his words make me want to get my stomach out.

looking at my sharp gaze, this man was even widened with pleasure. Don't forget that happy twinkle, the more I want to shatter his handsome face.