
This morning Shofia went to the supervising lecturer for her script. After leaving the company, his college time returned in the morning. The script is final.
Shofia was in the library to borrow some books for reading. Shofia's thesis is over, just waiting for her trial. After getting the desired book Shofia sat on the reading chair. But he didn't read the book there.
Shofia took out her design book and stationery. Somehow the inspiration to make a dress design suddenly appeared in his brain. His hands started working. Scratch her pencil on paper and form a beautiful workpiece picture.
He was in the library for a long time until he finished his three designs. Shofia usually sells its designs to boutique owners in Surabaya. For Shofia it's important to make money. For him the picture can be tangible clothes will be very proud and is a satisfaction for him.
The owner of the boutique has offered to let Shofia work together to manage her boutique. But Shofia refused because she did not want to get busy again. Because the activity is now a lot and spend time.
When Shofia left the company, she thought about developing her talent in terms of designers. Although he did not study design, but his design attracted many customers. He also learned from the boutique owner a few things about design.
Now Shofia's goal is to build her own boutique. He can channel his hobby as well as practice the knowledge he learned on his campus.
"Where it turns out to be mediocre here" said Rizwan surprised Shofia.
"I'm done with Mrs Heni. So yes I look for busyness rather than no work." replied Shofi without stopping his work.
"So you've already started the first step?" rizwan said after seeing the picture of Shofia.
"Not yet."
"That's design."
"The first step is to talk about it with Gus Zakaria and get permission from her Riz. And I haven't done it."
"Why?"
"Eitherway. I still doubt. If we're married and I've started adjusting to my new status, I'll talk about this."
"alright. I'll support you."
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Shofia was in the campus cafeteria for lunch. Shofia got inspired and immediately poured it into her design book. Rizwan has always been in awe of Shofia. There was always an unexpected idea in the brain of the beautiful girl in front of him.
"I think if you graduate later you should just set up a boutique Shof."
"Why?"
"If I had been married to Gus Zakaria my life would have changed."
"All I know is that Zakaria's the guy relaxed Shof. He also does not just take care of the cottage. He also works outside." Shofia turned to Rizwan. He did not know that Zechariah had a printing press.
"You mean?"
"Zakaria didn't say he had a printing press?" rizwan's question made Shofia shocked.
"No. Since when?"
"When you return from Cairo. He set up printing and a restaurant around the cottage. He wants to give the students experience. All of his workers are santri who have not taken formal education."
"Correct?"
"Yes Shof. I've been there too."
"Why he never said."
"Where do I know. You are eleven twelve. Many hide secrets. Never mind. The reason it's not important. What matters is your future boutique."
"What does this have to do with trying?"
"You're how the hell Shof is. Yes, of course, relate. Not directly though."
"I don't understand."
"Hmmm. All right, I'll explain. Zakaria set up a printing house and a restaurant to accommodate the ability of santri. You can do the same. You can accommodate students who are interested in design." Rizwan explained in detail to Shofia. Shofia mangosteen understands. "Now you understand? Understood?"
"Yes yes, now I understand. It's true Riz what you said. So in addition to channeling my hobby I can also be useful for santri. So I can be the wife of a useful Gus"
"Fright."
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