The Angel Behind the Veil

Winners

Cantika has been living alone for a week. Mr. Rohim who saw the lonely Cantika invited him to come to his house, but Cantika refused. He felt happier living in a house full of memories with his mother.

Mr. Rohim also did not force him, almost every day Mr. Rohim looked at Cantika.

"How about today I take you to see Dad's house?" Bring Mr. Rohim.

"Can."

Mr. Rohim took Cantika to his house.

"Dad of this place..."

"Dad's house, Daddy was born and raised here. This is your Grandpa and Grandma's house."

Looking at the pine trees and the river surrounding the house Cantika recalled the photo he found from Mr. Rohim's notebook.

"I've seen pictures of this house in Dad's notebook." Cantika.

"Yes, I accidentally took a picture of this house. I was going to show it to your mother and wanted to invite her to move into this house. But before that we were separated."

Mr. Rohim recalled the past.

"It's the Father that passes, let it pass, Mother is calm there. May God meet us again in his paradise."

"amiyin."

All day Cantika played at Mr. Rohim's house, in the afternoon Mr. Rohim drove him home.

"Father go straight home you're okay?"

"Yes Dad, I'm careful on the road."

"Maybe it's just my feeling." Thought Cantika then went inside the house.

Seeing Cantika was fine and there was already his father who was guarding Arya who was hiding behind a tree straight away from there.

Although he has not been able to accept everything that happened but Arya still thinks about the state of Cantika. Today he did not coincidentally pass by but he deliberately came to make sure Cantika was doing well.

Not felt a month passed quickly, now is the time to announce the main champion of the writing novel race.

Cantika, Rika and Devan as the participants who managed to qualify for the final round have each completed their writing.

The race was held in the same building a month ago.

This time the atmosphere was getting crowded because many reporters had come to cover the event tonight.

"Everything's audience, thanks to God we all meet again in this place to find out who the main winner of this year's novel writing competition. And soon I will announce who our winner is. Abefore that I convey to the other two participants who have not got a chance to win tonight not to be discouraged, because even though not as the main champion but your work will still be appreciated."

The host opened the show tonight.

Cantika, Rika and Devan sat side by side in the front row.

Devan is a writer that people have known for a long time. There are four novels that he has published. He's not a big ambition, he's in this race just because he loves to write. Winning and losing were not a problem for him. But unlike Rika, she is a woman full of ambition. Especially knowing Cantika is his rival he increasingly wants to win this race to beat Cantika. But Cantika's intention to follow this race is only for the sake of his preaching. He wanted people who read his writing to be moved to better understand Islam.

"Well now comes the time to welcome our ultimate champion..... Aisyah Cantika we give a standing ovation."

All the guests who were present applauded loudly. Devan immediately stood up and congratulated Cantika. But Rika instead threw away her face, she was very upset at the moment.

Cantika went on stage and thanked everyone. He did not know that in the crowd of people present there was a man watching him.