The Destiny of Miana's Love

TCM 30'S

Assalamualaikum,"

The sound of greeting on the doorstep stopped the midday lecture that Miranti had done to Surya.

"Waalaikumsalam," said Surya and Miranti together.

The door that opened made Miranti frown because she felt she did not know who the visiting guests were. He's a new citizen here. And if it's her friend or her husband's office friend, surely not many know about their new address.

A mother dressed in a robe with a rectangular hijab that has been shaped in such a way as to cover the head of the back and chest. Holds a 30x30 centimeter cardboard box in your hand.

"Who, huh?" greet Miranti.

"I'm Siti, my house is across the street, Mom. Sorry before, I want this." Siti handed over a cardboard box containing a sponge tape, as it was visible from the transparent cover over the cardboard.

"Oh, yes. Thank you, Ms. Siti. Ah introduce, I'm Miranti and this is my husband, Mr. Surya." Miranti reached out at the follow-up with Surya who was greeted kindly by their new neighbors.

"I saw this contract refilled after a few months no one rented. Good luck, yes, ma'am, sir."

After talking for a while by telling the members of the house to Siti. Surya was relieved that Miranti was willing to show a friendly attitude. Different than usual.

Siti is also very open and open. Miranti also finds out if Siti has a bakery business at home. After Siti came home, Miranti also sparkled while opening the cardboard cover and immediately tasted the soft-textured cake with Surya.

"Enak, here. Have a generous neighbor. So often."

"Ma, don't like it if you love it. Mama should also be able to share with the environment here."

"Papa knows, we have nothing. If we have what we love people. What do we eat!"

"Don't wait for us to have anything new we share, Ma. It doesn't have to be a lot, really."

Miranti recalled, this morning she snapped at the buskers who were going around from house to house. He who is not used to this environment is so disturbed and cannot control himself. He thought, it's good money to ask, while the physical is still healthy. "Papa nyindir mama about this morning yes," fierce Miranti did not accept.

Surya just breathed his weight. Feeling overwhelmed with the attitude of Miranti who is always explosive.

Surya who sat on the terrace saw Sisil coming down from the angkot. The second child came home with a sour face. He sighed, because he could conclude that Sisil was still not so used to ride public transportation.

"Sil, why don't you go home with Sama–"

"He went to the tutoring," cut Sisil who could already guess the direction of Surya's question. Without waiting for Surya's response, he passed into the house and headed straight for his room.

"That kid," murmured Surya frustratedly.

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"So papa you, still don't know if you work, Na?" ask Rossy. It has cleaned home care shelves that are not far from the cashier.

"Yes, Mba Rossy. Approximately, there is info for job vacancies? Papa's confused about what to do."

"Your father used to work in the office. Try to apply for a job at another company" Rossy suggested.

"I feel sorry for it actually. My father is still recovering. But, if there's any info you can, Mba Rossy gave me the info."

"OK,"

When the store is a little tense, Miana and some of her friends always have time to talk about anything, including about family and other activities, besides in the store. It really adds to the intimacy with each other.

Miana re-arranged some new cosmetic products. He always gets a part in the cashier if it works. His friendly carrying is certainly a mainstay of other friends.

In the afternoon, the shop was very crowded. Visitors seem to choose this time to shop, considering the weather if the day is so hot.

And so is Arga. Several times he also shop there, and always choose the time of the afternoon or evening. Not infrequently, even though Arga is calmer when shopping, Miana is still upset. Considering if you meet there must be a commotion with Arga.

Like this afternoon, Arga who usually comes with his Oma, this time he comes alone. Not much, just one isotonic bottle and two packets of bread.

"Tumben himself. Oma, Lo, don't come?" ask Miana. He finished his scan and put Arga's groceries in plastic. "Everything is forty-one thousand" continued Miana. Mention the nominal amount of groceries.

"Emang I'm Oma's bodyguard. Which has to be done every day." Arga gave a hundred thousand note to Miana.

"Ga, so the plate people are very, anyway. Old spit, youh." Miana tried to joke. After that, Miana input a number of payments regardless of Arga's response back flat.

"This change. Thanks–,"

"The return is for you. Thanks, yeah." Arga turned around and opened the glass door to exit the store.

Now, it's worth a thousand rupiah for Miana. In the past, he could even share his routine every month in an orphanage. But now, the situation was different and again made him sad.

"Eh, I got windfall." Miana waved at the passing Rossy. He thought it would be unfair to use the money himself. Other friends are just as hard on him.

"What windfall?" ask Rossy. He approached Miana who was in front of the cashier table.

"There was a friend. Just I want a change, uh she said to me, ", said Miana.

"Cie-cie. In the love tips," goda Praise. He appeared suddenly from the warehouse, seen by carrying the product to be displayed.

"By nebak, dong. It must be the guy who came here to get permission, Lo, a few days ago, right," guess Praise.

Miana was wide-eyed and could not hide her smile. "What the hell, Ma'am Puji. Do you praise me for knowing where?"

"You forgot that in this store there is a cctv," said Puji while chuckling.

"Oh, yes, yes. Uh, how about this money to buy rice wrap, Ma'am. So it's all part." Miana recalled that there were four people who had one shift with her. When else can he share?If you wait when he has more money, then no one knows. Moreover, the wheel of life is constantly turning.

It is true that he needs money. However, given the other friend, he would not be as greedy as it was to take it himself.

"Ashiiic. Eat for free" Rossy said.

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Miana returned home when she entered Isya' time'. There was the sound of an adhan from a loudspeaker in the mosque not far from home. He can breathe a sigh of relief when papa is not on the terrace or seen in the living room because the door is open.

As usual, Miana settles into the back door after she types a message on Bi Num, in order to open the back door. Goddess Fortuna is still with him to this day. So that papa does not know if he came home from work instead of following the bill as Miranti said. I don't know, Miana just followed what her mother arranged.

Miana cleanses the body and then changes clothes. He did not eat dinner because he still felt full because he had eaten together in the store. It saves rice, so it can be fried tomorrow morning. How thought.

The house looks quiet and quiet. As he tried to ask Bi Num, Surya and Miranti had been away since this afternoon. Meet old friends, he said.

Sisil, since school. He went again to pick up two girlfriends. I'm sure that's Hazel and Thea.

By nine o'clock in the evening, Sisil had just come home. Surya and Miranti did not return home for long.

Miana did not intend to steal the hearing of her parents' conversation. But clearly heard, the mother repeatedly convinced papa because he received a job offer from his friend. Otherwise, you will be disappointed especially if you continue to be unemployed.

It really makes Miana more compassionate to papa. Moreover, his health has not been recovered.

"Miana, what time is it?" ask papa in the doorway of Miana's room.

"Once done', Pa." Miana smiled, it was very happy that papa felt so attentive, because it had been a long time they had not gathered. Remembering papa's old job is always out of town. And with this, there is at least a little attention that he did not get while still in the old house.

Surya was silent for quite a while, he just scanned Miana's room and then fixed her glasses.

"Pa, ' said Miana restrained. He approached the father who was still standing in the doorway.

"What's up, Miana?"

"Mia listen, Papa from tomorrow will work. How is papa's health? Miana Papa's taste hasn't recovered enough."

"Papa is healthy enough. Papa will be depressed if only stay at home. You don't have to worry about papa."

"Miana please, Papa always take care of health, yes."

Surya nodded and stroked Miana's head dear. "Papa hope, Miana studied hard, yes. And don't disappoint papa. Papa expects a lot with you."

"Sure, Pa."

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I don't feel like the midterm test is two days away. Every night if Miana is not so sleepy, she took the time to help Bi Num, preparing vegetable ingredients for sale tomorrow. Yes, Bi Num decided to sell vegetables in front of the house. Bi Num reasoned to make busy he said. Though Miana knows, if this is Bi Num's way to help the family finances.

Don't ask Miranti, she won't help Bi Num. Moreover, papa has also worked back in the company of friends mama. At least, even if only ordinary employees, papa is already working. So that mama did not always say rude and that was more than enough for Miana.

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