The Destiny of Miana's Love

TCM 16'S

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Miana helps close the last ralling door and leaves one that has not been closed perfectly. Hamdan appeared from the inside with Puji.

"You go home careful, yes," Hamdan said. Seeing Puji and Miana take turns.

"Berez, Mas." Miana smiled as she buttoned the brown bogo helmet hook. Getting ready on his bike.

While Puji just raised his thumb while smiling.

Hamdan watched his two friends preparing to go home. As a matter of concern, he waited for Miana and Puji to completely pass from the store. While Hamdan himself guard the shop with Ibnu, one of his friends who now inhabit the second floor of the store.

Miana propelled her motor at medium speed. Occasionally glance at the watch that has shown at eight o'clock at night. He remembered Mama's message that so touched the corner of his heart.

Mama; what work are you. There is still a lot of school. Intentionally seeking attention?

Mama: Just be careful, if you do not really work!

Mama: You are, it's still a good thing that you care to send the same message. If the parents ask that, reply!

^^^Miana : (sending a photo of herself while she was working) Ma, Mia is really working. Not looking for attention. Miana could not sit by waiting for mama to give her pocket money. Even my mother has no intention of returning it. Miana also has the same needs as Sisil, Ma.^^^

Miranti was glued to see the photo Miana sent. Seeing her son work made her feel a little anxious. Not because of safety or thinking about how Miana learned. But, out of fear the husband would scold her for being careless and watching Miana. However, honestly he was a little happy because Miana's pocket money he could use for other purposes. "Yes, it's a family financial aid, that's okay."

As soon as Miana got home and parked the motor in the carport, she opened the side door that was directly connected to the living room. Miana found that she was still sitting on the sofa in the living room.

"Assalamualaikum, Ma," said Miana.

"Guilipinam,"

"Miana! Mama wants to talk! Sit down!" Miranti glanced at the sofa beside her. As if affirming Miana to sit beside him.

Miana according. But in my heart I feel fear.

"Do you know if you work?" cecar Miranti's.

Miana shook her head slowly. "No, Ma."

"You're deliberately looking for papa's attention to make your mama ugly, yes!"

Miana frowned in surprise, "Ma, that's not so intent-,"

"Then what?" prune Miranti stared intently at Miana.

"You work so that papa doesn't think mama is taking care of you, so! Not in the pocket money. Then finally papa got angry mama, so, want you!" Miranti was already stirred by emotions until she pointed at Miana's face.

"No, Ma. For Miana, no matter how much Mama gave her pocket money to Mia, Mia would accept .Oh, these. Mama needs to know, about the fifteen million expenditure is the work of Sisil, Ma. I wasn't. Even so, the debit card from papa is not mama balikin too, Miana did not mind it. Miana knows the needs of mama and family, even if mama uses it, for Miana no problem. Miana just wants to fill free time after school for part time work, so Miana a little relieve papa, Ma. That's it,"

"Oh, yeah. Then you'll go to papa, that's it!"

"Miana isn't that bad, Ma." Now Miana slightly raised her voice a sign of denying mama's accusations.

"good. Let's just say that this time my mom is very grateful to you. You understand the state of the family." Mama looked intensely at Miana. "Mama knows. You're a good kid and don't want a fuss in this house. So try this not to let papa know. Ye know? why is my mom still carrying your debit card? That helps our needs a little. So I hope you act grown up about this. Frankly, my mom is glad you want to work. So papa's burden is reduced." Miranti who was initially upset was suddenly softened because of Miana's innocence. Accepting the decision of his son which certainly can benefit him.

"Yes Ma." Anything to help him would include working part-time. Although he must be willing to sleep late because after work still have to learn.

"Yes, already. Sana left," expel Miranti as she passed leaving Miana.

Miana remained silent. "Mama's right. I should help Papa and keep my work meeting." Miana monologue her eyes caught Bi Num walking in a hurry.

"How's work today, Ms Mia?" ask Bi Num. There was a look of worry in the eyes of the middle-aged woman.

Miana standing. Smiling displayed his neat teeth. Both of his hands rested on the shoulders of BI Num who was shorter than him. "All smooth and fun. So stop worrying about Mia, yeah, Bi,"

"Yes, the job's fun?" ask Aunt to make sure.

Miana nodded quickly while taking Bi Num to the dining room. "Emmm, is there any food, Bi? ask Miana. He even extended his throat to the dining table.

"There was. Always there for Mia. Vegetable sop, sambal plow and fried tofu. Still enough for Mia." Bi Num rubbed the skinny back wrapped in a shop uniform that was still lined with the parka jacket.

"I ate, yeah!" Miana switched on the chair and prepared to open the plate. "Sil's with Mama, you've eaten, haven't you, Bi?"

"It has. It is only Mia who has not. If papa, don't know" joked Bi Num. Because papa is not home. And that made Miana remember something.

Miana quickly picked up the phone and photographed the menu on the table. And send it to papa.

Bi Num smiled a glance at the chat contact that would be the purpose of Miana sending the photo. Shoving Miana's shoulder then passed.

"Auntie lives, yes,"

"Yes, Bi Num. Thanks, yes," said Miana.

^^^Let's eat, Pa. ⁇ ️^^^

Miana noticed her message that still ticked one. One minute, two minutes, Miana immediately took a meal. Papa is getting further, even news is rarely answered. He just tries to keep thinking positive. He is busy just for him and for the family. Only the prayer of safety and health to the father is always on the list of requests every time he complains to the owner of life.

Switching from the phone, Miana returned to the dish at the table, seeing the vegetable soup made by Bi Num making her hungry. Because he still wants to learn and do the task. Then it's okay for him to have dinner again. Luckily Miana had no problems with her weight. Although eating a lot, but has no effect on his body. Because Miana always consumes vegetables and avoids various fried foods.

Finishing eating and changing into a house dress, Miana is now at her study table. Completing a home task that he still has not touched. When the focus returned to PR he remembered Bian and Sisil earlier in the cafeteria, making tightness but also relief. Sisil is happy because he is now close to Bian. And about the photos in the class group and also the story' of some classmates who confirmed that Bian and Sisil are now close.

"It's time I let Bian go for Sisil. I'm sure I can be happy if Sisil is happy. I could've fixed things up with Bian. I could have been honest about the photo without refuting it. But I don't want that. I want Sisil back to what he used to be. Sweet sister who loves me."

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May your sacrifice not be in vain, Miana. One growing up a thousand. Fallen Bian appeared the other.

There is still Rio, Roy, Arga, Arkan or Mas Hamdan. 🤭🤣🤣🤣🤣

thank you for your support for Miana. While the light story first yes, sometime further severe conflict, can be one week, two weeks or one month more. 🤭️️️️️️️️️