Zevanno's Love Memory

Zevanno's Love Memory
Starting a Business



'No matter how far I go, and how far I go. The missing point I met, was you. How are you doing now? I miss'


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Kalimantan local time.


A girl sat with lots of fresh flowers around her. His hand since then could not stop to arrange the flowers of various colors in one place. This afternoon he should have finished with his flower arrangement for him to deliver to the customer.


"Zura, look what I'm carrying," said someone making Zura who is still focused immediately turn her head. His face frowned and looked at Akmal in confusion.


"What is kang?" ask Zura.


"A plane ticket to Jakarta" Akmal said with a big smile. He played two tickets in his hand.


Zura's eyes immediately widened in shock hearing that. Even the flower in his hand just came off. Zura moved and immediately ran towards Akmal.


"Are we going to Jakarta? Really accepted?" ask Zura.


Akmal nodded quickly, "yes dong, you are accepted for cooperation with the wedding organizer. He said your talent is extraordinary, the results of the design of the parcel and bouquet of flowers that you send are very they like" said Akmal.


"Waahh! Glad to have a permanent supplier at last!" Zura shouted so happily. Even he immediately hugged Akmal firmly. Making the man immediately start to catch Zura's body.


"Heh you are heavy, just jump," Akmal grumbled, but still he held Zura's body in his arms.


"Enak aja ngatain heavy Zura, Zura is only happy because our efforts can advance kang, let alone can cooperation with them," said Zura.


Akmal laughed happily and rubbed the squash of Zura's head. "That's thanks to your persistence for a year. I didn't think you had any talent in this field" Akmal replied.


Zura released his embrace from Akmal and let out a long sigh. Look at the pile of fresh flowers that are still scattered on the floor of their rental house.


"Zura also did not expect, initially just a fad to help Bu Nani, but it turned out to be able to until now," replied Zura.


"God must love the way to change our lives, even we can also move to the Capital to make our business more advanced," said Akmal.


Zura nodded with a simple smile. He also did not expect to be like now. Arriving in the big cities of Banjarmasin, Zura and Akmal is very difficult. They have to work hard to be able to eat and meet their daily needs.


Akmal works as a building porters, while Zura becomes a housekeeper in a luxury house. Tired, tired, and wanting to give up already repeatedly Zura felt. Moreover, the grief of losing his grandmother has not gone away, coupled with the feeling of longing for someone who until now still always felt.


It's not easy for Zura. Until one day, Nani's mother, Zura's employer asked Zura for help to work at her parcel delivery business. There Zura learned parcel arranging and flower bouquets. Who would have thought, he could work quickly especially for flower arranging. Zura liked that a lot.


From there, Bu Nani asked Zura to work at his place. The money works where Bu Nani Zura made the capital, and now he has his own business. A small flower shop that provides parcels and also a bouquet of flowers.


Although still small, but some time ago his small business even in the lyrics of a businessman from the capital. She asks Zura to work with her wedding organizer. Of course Zura didn't waste the chance. Especially in the capital more opportunities than in Kalimantan. So with various decisions, he and Akmal will move to the Capital in two days.


"Yes, I will always support you" Akmal replied.


"Thank you, kang. Akang is the best, "praise Zura.


Akmal rubbed Zura's head in anxiety. "I love a girl as passionate as you. Do not continue to dissolve in sadness, you can prove to the people in the village if you can stand on your own feet" said Akmal.


"It's thanks to me too, and also thanks to someone who always nasehatin Zura to stay strong no matter what the circumstances," Zura replied.


"Evan," guess Akmal.


Zura snorted a smile and sat back in his place. "Yes, Evan," Zura replied.


"Do you remember him?" asked Akmal who was also sitting near Zura. His job is to help Zura now. Especially to collect and buy fresh flowers that they will assemble and sell.


"Why should you forget, almost five months together, it feels impossible to escape so soon, right" replied Zura. But now his tone sounds so sad.


"If there is a soul mate, you will meet again" said Akmal.


Zura shook his head weakly, "no kang, Zura just hopes Evan is happy with his family now," replied Zura.


Akmal just smiled knot. Another on the lips, another on the heart. That's how Zura is now. Several times Akmal sees Zura who often daydreams, not only because he misses his grandmother, but Akmal knows he must miss the stranger. A man who knows where he is now.


Yes, Zura won't be able to forget Evan one bit. Although it had been a year more passed, but the memories were still always remembered.


Evan's smile, his scared face, his anxious face, and his upset face when Zura teased him first, all Zura still remembered.


He misses, even misses. I don't know if I can see you again or not. But Zura hopes to see Evan again. He was eager to see Evan's news now. I don't know if the guy remembers it or not. But Evan's words at the last moment of their meeting Zura still remembered until now.


'I won't forget you Zura, I will definitely come to see you again.'


Yes, that remark Zura still always remembered until now.


Is Evan really not going to forget? He will come again when he is healed.


Ah, it feels so impossible. Even if Evan and his family come again to Nateh village. They also would not meet Zura. And surely they only got the embarrassing news from the villagers.


It hurts when I remember that. Not enough with the loss that unleashed Zura's departure, but also with painful insults. The insults that made Zura mentally feel weak. He became embarrassed, felt the most despicable and certainly low. Until he hopes to meet Evan, it feels like he has no face.


'Van, even if we don't see each other again, I hope you'll always remember me, even if it's just the last wind,'