The End of the Waiting

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Surabayan.

It has been a week since her return to her hometown, Amara told her father and mother that she wanted to return to Jakarta for work. However, firmly the father refused the request and asked him to take care of Adisa Group.

Unlike Amara who rejected the decision. He has no experience in leading a company.

Not satisfied with his decision, the father asked him to take over his mother's restaurant, back Amara refused because he did not have any talent at all.

However, the final decision remained with Adnan when the middle-aged man had already made up his mind.

“The only child father same mother only you, if we are old still you will take over all our efforts. As hard as you refuse it, someday it will be yours in the end.” Adnan said at the time.

“I forgot that only Amara Khaira Shaza is the daughter of Adnan Hamish and Raisa Andriana.” Amara smiled looking at her parents.

“You should start learning from now.”

“Iya, Father.”

“Tomorrow to prepare, I will take you to the office and introduce you as a new director there.”

“Indeed now who is the director?”

“Still held by Juan. But he also had to return to Kalimantan to take care of his father's estate which is now sickly.”

Juan Abrisam Kahfi was his cousin. His parents live in Kalimantan to take care of the palm oil plantation business.

Since his teens Juan lived with them in Surabaya. However, when growing up Juan chose to occupy an apartment for self-study.

“Yes Allah, I forgot my cousin that.” Amara chuckled softly while covering her mouth.

“She already has a future wife, she said,” Raisa said while putting hot chocolate on the table.

“Alhamdulilah, finally the weathered bujang was good as well,” kekeh Amara quipped her cousin. Juan was almost thirty-two years old, but was never seen holding a woman. He used to think that his cousin had a disorder.

“Can't talk like that, Mara.”

“Handering, Bu.”

Raisa and Adnan shook their heads slowly. However, they were truly grateful that Amara had returned as cheerful as she once was.

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Not that after Amara turned into a good Muslim, then the clothes will change like the mothers of studies.

Not at all.

Now Muslim clothing, work and casual clothing for the hijab is also diverse and still looks fashionable.

Amara wears loose clothing that does not show any curves. Her face was thin, the hijab covered her head and she wore a black stiletto in her work clothes.

Standing in front of the glass, he smiled excitedly. Welcoming new days and new jobs.

After breakfast, Amara and his father left together, but still used a different car.

The chaos of Surabaya in the morning is not a surprising sight. In the morning, there is a lot of activity that everyone does.

An hour later his car arrived in the basement, Amara entered with his father directly to the fourteenth floor where the director's room and other divisions were located.

“At last you gave up too,” quipped a man sitting on the sofa with a lot of documents strewn across it.

Amara grunted softly, not forgetting that she greeted her cousin before approaching and sitting next to him.

“Amara Khaira Shaza finally tired of adventuring and chose to return to his place,” continued the man while chuckling.

Amara rolled her eyes lazily. “Mas Juan this sucks once,” he said made the man chuckle even louder. Amara never called her that. Usually he would just call out names like his peers.

“Call what deck? Adorable,” seductive Juan.

“Already, Mas. Don't tease me,” said Amara with an irritated face. “I'm sorry I never respected you all this time. I'm sorry,” he continued in earnest.

Juan nodded and smiled faintly. “You are my sister, without you apologizing I always forgive you, Mara.”

“Thank you, Mas.”

Amara hugged the man spoiled. Although Juan is only a cousin, but their relationship has become mahram because when the baby Juan was given ASI by Raisa because his mother was gone.

So the story heard from his mother when he was a teenager. He also had no intention of asking anything even though in his mind there was a nagging question about how it could be.

“It's done with the acquaintance. Juan, you leave all the work to Mara. Introduce him to your secretary. Help him first before you return to Kalimantan.”

“Siap.”

Morning until noon Amara was preoccupied with many explanations that made his head dizzy.

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