1 ROOF 2 QUEEN
Pretty boy

This morning, Fatin woke up fresher than usual. After a full day's rest due to the incident that night. Fatin learned a lot, grateful and of course his heart was getting stronger. 

After bathing and exercising, do not forget to pray as well. Fatin is ready to restart his lucky day. 

Early in the morning, Fatin was ready with a job application file that he had prepared before visiting grandma yesterday. 

But, to reduce the error that will occur later, Fatin re-checked the file. 

“Yeay! It's ready, thank God,” 

The girl had already had breakfast by frying the leftover rice last night. It is okay, the important thing to eat and be grateful is still given sustenance. 

With a calm and airy chest. Fatin stepped confidently to start his new life to come. 

Again with Fatih's help. The girl finally has a handle for the capital she is looking for work. 

Don't know because it's been too close for too long or how-so that the hearts of both are connected.

Yesterday, Fatih was feeling very agitated. His mind was fixed on Fatin. There was a bad feeling in his heart. 

And, sure enough. His feeling is never wrong. Without a second thought, that night Fatih approached Fatin to Neni's house. 

Fatin's at the stop. I told you that he has luck. At this stop there was only a small child with a doll in his arms, no one else. 

So, he does not need to fight for a chair later.

Fatin landed his butt in the bus stop with a faint smile that had not worn off.

His head looked over here and there. Seeing people who are busy with their own world.

The world is a cape place. So, if we are not patient and sincere - we will be hard to live it.

"Aragh!" the little boy beside her cried out in fear.

The little boy immediately ran over to Fatin and hugged him tightly.

Fatin panic.

"Why you?" ask Fatin while looking for a source that makes the little boy scared.

The little boy who was curled up was sobbing, hiding in Fatin's stomach.

"A-I'm afraid of cats, sister," said the little boy in pigtail two with a cute pink bag.

Hearing that, Fatin immediately chuckled. I thought there was a monster. He said inwardly as he gently rubbed the child's head.

"Hush! Hush!" Get rid of Fatin in orange-colored cats. And, not long after the cat ran away from the stop.

Fatin let go of his embrace and squatted down to equal his height with the girl.

"It has. The cat is gone. Now you must not be afraid anymore huh.." calm Fatin while wiping tears and allowing the bangs of the child in front of him.

The crying stopped.

"Thank you, big brother" he said, hugging Fatin back.

"The same." Fatin rubbed his back gently.

A few minutes later, the two sat back and waited for a stop together.

"Oh yeah, what's your name, sweet boy?"

The boy Fatin asked was busy looking for something missing.

The child was confused and his eyes turned red like they were about to cry.

Fatin confused.

"What are you looking for? You lost something?"

There was still no answer from the little girl.

The child with two pigtails beside him was still confused looking for his lost possessions.

Fatin grabbed both of his shoulders to distract the little girl and answer her question.

"Listen, Brother, a minute? What are you looking for? Who knows, big brother, can help you find" asked Fatin.

"My phone, my doll, brother. How come there's no? Was the cat stolen?" he answered with tears that had broken.

It seemed like the doll was very precious to him.

"Yes, try to remember to remember calmly and do not panic. Let's meet up soon. Brother, help me..."

The little girl kept looking for her doll. And so did Fatin, he helped her.

Cooperation both.

"SISTER, MEET!" shouted the little girl with hands pointing to the highway.

"Astagfirullah. How can it be so far away?"

Probably because of a great fear. The boy reflexively threw the one in his grasp and immediately hugged Fatin.

Fatin crosses with the heart. Both hands stretched wide to stop the passing vehicle.

Finally, the doll is in his hands.

Fatin returned to the little girl and gave it.

"This. Next time heart... Actually the cat is good if we are good too," Fatin smiled, then rubbed the child's bangs whose joyful doll had returned.

"Come, sit." Take Fatin and immediately reply nods.

Suddenly Fatin extended his hand.

"Know I'm Fatin," he said, introducing himself.

The little girl unhesitatingly grabbed Fatin's hand.

"Know my name is Zoeya" he said with a cheerful smile.

"God, what a beautiful name like her man,"

Zoeya hit Fatin's small arm.

"Well, you can, Brother," Zoeya blushed in embarrassment.

Fatin was anxious to see the behavior of this little boy.

"Ohh yes. Where you going? How alone?"

Zoeya confirmed her comfortable sitting position and took out two lollipops from inside her bag and gave her one to Fatin.

"This is for you, Brother, as a sign of my gratitude," Fatin accepted it and ate it right away.

"I'm here to go to school,"

Fatin furrowed both of his brows. "alone? Your mother didn't deliver?"

"No. I don't want to continue to be delivered with Mother. I'm old, I want to study independently" he said as he picked up candy.

Adorable. His cheeks are next to.

"Well, God is great. But you have to be careful too?"

Zoeya nodded and gave both thumbs up while agreeing.

The bus they were waiting for finally arrived.

Coincidentally. But, there are no coincidences in this world.

The two ride together and sit side by side while enjoying the lollipop in each hand.

***

I don't know where the little girl is going. But, Fatin went down first. And, say goodbye to Zoeya the great boy.

But judging from the goods of the boy and his way of speaking. Zoeya is not a child.

Ethics are carefully shaped.

Now, Fatin stood in front of a tall building that had been his dream to become a secretary.

Fatin looked at the high clinging and continued to pray in his heart so that there would be good news.

With all his faith and fortitude. Fatin stepped forward confidently.

Just up to the lobby, he was surprised by the very elegant interior.

Really true type. Simple but elegant.

"Bismilbaohmanirohim. May good things and be with me and your pleasure, O Allah" he said in his heart.

Brak!

Fatin bounced. Someone accidentally bumped into him and the book that was in that person's hands was scattered.

"Ouch, Ma'am. Sorry, I didn't mean it,"

An adult woman in shar'i clothes hurriedly approached her because she felt guilty.

"It's okay, Ma'am. I'm fine" said Fatin, standing up and helping to paint a book strewn about.

"Once again, I'm sorry. I was hunting about it, "a panicked face was very emanated on the face of a woman with an age that could be expected to be three heads.