Woman
Episode 11: The Chosen One
“Iya,” said Mr. Agus while imitating the style of the boss' wife he was telling Sabrina.
“Oh, so this sir Agus huh? His assistant Rahmat Alim, the owner of the publishing company? Yes?” sabrina interrupted the man's story. Sabrina became so messed up, her heart was like a balloon was about to pop.
“Iya ...," replied the man smiling.
“But, Father why can it be here anyway?” Sabrina.
“Oooh the ...”
“Nothing happened, right, sir? Everything is fine, right?” sabrina Risau.
“There!”
“What?” said Sabrina's mother was curious.
"Look, before the announcement, Fira's mother had already chosen two people, and put off one more person. Because I was only able to meet two other people. Of the five of you." Agus started the story again.
“Loh why?” sally asked, getting confused.
“They both, it turns out they have sent their manuscript to other publishers. They violated the race conditions. Therefore I do not want to take the risk, just by winning you!” revealed. “Everyday, the time of the announcement day your name is not on the list of the winners, because I was asked to get one of the three names that have been assigned by Mr. Grace to me, but I can only meet you now,” he continued.
“Mother doesn't know Sab,” whispered her mother. Sabrina smiled as she nodded lightly.
“But how do you know I'm here? Dan, why come here? Why me?” ask Sabrina. Actually he was beginning to suspect something, but was just holding back.
“I had time to your boarding house, when I got there, I saw you out of the boarding house. So, I mean it wants to stalk you, lest you also have a copy script like those two people! Continue to be given to other publishers,” he explained.
“Oooh .. So, sir Agus this-”
“I have decided, if you are the one who is suitable to be the third person," he cut.
“Hah? Third person, Sir?” asked Sabrina in astonishment.
“I mean it's the third winner!” error laughing.
“Ooh .. but what's right, sir?”
“Iya .. congratulations yes ...”
“But, is it true that you followed me here?” Agus had to be embarrassed. “Oooh ...,” short Sabrina restrained, folded lips so as not to laugh.
“Oohh, kayak spying on my son, so yes, sir?” sela sela's mother Sabrina.
“Yes, Mom is like that ... Hehe but about that I was no longer a rich disguise acting on TV-TV that, Mom. Nope. I really want to take a shower, the end of yesterday did not take a shower. But, because I was embarrassed to say so I said so aja deh ..” he explained to make Sabrina and her mother laugh.
“Thank you very much, Sir,” Sabrina said.
"You should be at the office tomorrow! Don't forget."
"Yes, Sir!"
"Well, isn't it still a holiday?" sidetracked mother.
"For the sake of a new job, is it okay if I get home early?" Sabrina's mother nodded in agreement with the question.
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Before leaving the Sabrina residence, Mr. Agus was quite concerned about the condition of his sister who was very thin. Pak Agus also gave an envelope to Sabrina, which later became known was the down payment on his bouquet or more worthy of being said as the third prize in the competition. Agus left the Sabrina house.
“Mother we should try to take Rahayu to the hospital first yes," he said happily while giving the money to the mother.
“No need, that's just for your college! That's your money. Mom is not good.”
"No aah!" reject again.
"No, Ma. Anyway, this money has Sab Nazaran to treat Rahayu. So, please mother receive a little sustenance from Allah,” he said while holding his mother's hand and staring at the brother who was lying weak.
“Thank you yes, Sab!”
The time-consuming treatment and draining the bag was not finished, he still had to continue the treatment of his sister.
***
The clever student returned to the city and returned to college while working to raise money for the follow-up treatment of his sister.
When returning from his hometown, Sab gets a call from a publishing company, the, they have published his book titled “Belangi which blues” and they give a minimum of 6 months more for each author until his latest novel can be printed and published again
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Today Sabrina looks less well, too serious to type overnight, to late to sleep. From the outside came the sound of knocking on the door accompanied by the voice of a man calling.
He immediately opened the door and saw the back of a man in a grey tadpole, tidying his hair. With an abstract face the man turned his face back, looking towards Sab who had opened the door earlier.
“Astaghfirullah hal adzim! Joko, you make a surprise iih ..” he said surprised.
“Apologies to Sab! I just want to charge money kos-kosan kok!”
“Iya, Boss, briefly yes.” Sabrina went in and took the money and gave it to Joko.
With a small smiling face, Joko continued to look at Sab who was wearing a long Green Army skirt and Mustard long-handed shirt with a white hijab that did make him look a little tomboyish.
“Udah there go, do you want me to close the door first nih,” said Sabrina broke the daydream of Joko.
“Oooh yes, I go first yes ..” said Joko continued the trip to the other room without looking back again.
“Eh jerk, Ko!” intercept Sabrina.
“Why?”
“You have other needs huh?” Sabrina. This man before him was a typical one who could not hide anything. Everything seems clear.
“Kok knows anyway?” wonder Joko.
“Know aja!” sabrina smiled. Raised forehead.
“Sebenarnua, I want to invite you to take a walk later in the afternoon.” Joko without hesitation said.
“Where?”
“Ke park? To the street vendor? Let's find inspiration, rather than just in the room! It's up to you to go where,” he said smiling.
“Hmmm, you will be in the afternoon right?” After getting a definite nod from Joko, Sabrina quickly entered and continued the campus work that was being done earlier.
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With hopeful days, the girl who grew up and grew up in this quite religious environment, continued to continue her life by continuing to write some small stories that were able to become a small note for her life.
Not many know now, though, Sab is not only harboring the same ideals and a pain in addition to because his beloved sister who was rumored to have to go back to the hospital due to her worsening condition, he also has quite a lot of problems and the author does not have the heart to describe it.
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