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CHAPTERS 125. DA3A

Amir is still struggling with his activities. The handsome, calm face of the man he used to appear was now being overwhelmed with deep seriousness.

Her fingers are agile save even split the link to her phone from the page she found.

There are at least six well-known campuses in the city that have design study programs as a favorite department for students.

The calm face this time is getting serious because it is making a travel route that requires him to make the best use of time as possible considering the weather there is starting to enter winter.

"In unfavorable weather if too long outside will definitely hamper the mission ... I have to be quick, a maximum of four hours outside the room because a snowstorm can appear at any time." he calculated the accumulated time when he arrived there to start the search.

"Students, wait yaah .. I'll make sure all whether we can get back together ... Qiyya, forgive me dear, forget about you so quickly." He felt a little guilty.

In the tracing pause due to a bit of regret was fulfilled to the memories along with Aruni. He was surprised by Alex reprimanding him about the stand.

"Den mas, this is cleared up from now on because Chandi is recapping a report to the event treasurer for payment on Quenny's turnover."

"Yes Bang, let me be rather free of our time later at the briefing farewell ba'da maghrib."

"Alright Den Mas," replied Alex as he moved to clear the model first.

"Oh yes Bang, after the briefing I went straight home yes take a night flight so morning has arrived in Jakarta .. I will also stay there first so it looks like Bang Alex is back alone."

"Well, what's my house there, right? Especially if there is Abah, so have friends stay up late," he added with a face sumringah.

Naturally Alex was happy because the Kusuma family treated those who worked with warmth and togetherness. It was like having a second family for him.

Amir was grateful that although his family did not have close relatives in the city, but all the neighbors and even employees who worked for Abah or him were all trustworthy. Blessings from allah.

For a few days in Jakarta, he will visit his school in the Bekasi area which is entrusted to the management of one of Abah's confidants as well. It has been a year since he set foot there since his marriage to Aruni.

Before going to tazkiya, I will stop by Arza first to review what I have built and pioneered since three years ago the results of my savings during my work with Abah.

All this time saw him develop only based on reports without diving deeper, hopefully all good so that I have capital when asking you later, Rohi.

I am reluctant to mention that I have the assets of the Kusuma family, I just want my wife to be fulfilled for my own efforts.

Queeny, Qiyyam and Arza, hopefully you can accept all the limitations while living with me.

Ba'da maghrib's.

Finally the three-day event ended.

Payment has also been completed submitted to the participants. The committee expressed many thanks for all the participation of the tenants who joined the mission this time.

Do not forget to reward Meela.Co for the positive feedback of participants sharing about the material presented by Amir because they were given two days with direct guidance from the speaker to practice applying the tips given during the sharing session two days ago.

While Queeny managed to achieve the second largest income after Cloth and Flora, the country's famous local Muslim clothing brand.

Blessing for the efforts of the two sons of the descendants of Kusuma even though he was less than two years old.

"Thank you very much for the appreciation of the warm welcome to Queeny in this country, hopefully what we present can give different colors and still prioritize comfort in dress syar'i," concluded the series of events grand event Malaysia Expo this year.

After informing Naya that she will be boarding and asking for their apartment, Amir heads to the airport alone.

In the depths of the night from the chamber of the ship that carried him through space, he contemplated all the possibilities that would arise.

O Allah, I submit only to you, You are the Knower of all things.

Next morning.

Amir woke up right at dawn which was heard through a loudspeaker that was lit on every floor of Orchid Tower.

"Den Mas, said Non Naya nginep here long ago huh? want to be sure what Auntie is? don't refuse, later Bibi will be reprimanded Den Mahen," he said politely while looking down, aware that his employer's older brother does not like to look too long at those who are not mahramnya.

"Ga lama Bi, maybe two days .. I go home tonight, do not try to cook because I want to go to Tazkiya and then to Bekasi if I can ... Naya back to Bogor directly ... Aunty cooked as usual, "Amir said slowly as he headed for the dining room.

A few minutes later, this handsome widower had been neatly dressed in a short black shirt patterned with bamboo fiber trouser khaki color looking for Bibi's whereabouts to borrow the car keys.

He looked for the middle-aged woman to the back balcony but nil. When she entered, apparently Bibi had just returned from outside her unit.

"Den, sorry nyariin ya?... This is the key, which one? BMW or Vios?" his right hand handed over the keys to his jury's car to Amir.

"Vios, I'm going Bi, assalamu'alaikum."

Bibi stared at the departure of the widower perlente with a look of admiration.

"Still young, handsome, sholeh .. if Bibi is also young yes Den," kekehnya back clean the house.

Amir headed for the basement, pressing the alarm lock button until the black car rang. He drove it slowly out of Orchid towards Tazkiya. "Bismillah...."

The distance for 30 minutes has been exhausted, now he entered the area of his alma mater boarding school.

When his car was parked neatly in front of the courtyard of the Men's Hall, he was approached by a Santri.

"Kang, Afwan want to meet Yai? promised yet?"

"Not yet, but ana can ask you to please tell me first if Yai exists ... Amirzain wants sowan."

"Please wait in the living room first" point to the magnificent building next to the Hall.

Amir stepped his feet there, sitting quietly on one of the chairs until a voice he admired cut off the daydream that had just passed.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Amir my son ... own son?"

"Wa'alaikumussalam, Nggih Yai, alone ... afwan if not polite come directly without preaching first ... how are you?" Amir got up, bowed his body as his arms stretched out to grab Yai's fingers to kiss him.

"Buya Mir," she replied, taking him in her arms. Close and long as he missed his son.

"Sit Nak, accompany Buya breakfast inside ... Umma had gone to the morning study at the princess' cottage .. while chatting, yuk," pull it on the hand of Amir who was still silent.

Both of them turned into the house, he felt bad with the santri gaze that was around the Yinya residential neighborhood.

"Eat Nak, don't hesitate ... Buya is lonely, Umma is busy alone, Ahmad rarely comes home," he said sadly when the two had been at the dinner table. Amir serves the Yai with a feeling that is indescribable, empty, feeling that he is just as lost as he is.

"There's something I want to say after this Yai," Amir ventured into starting the conversation.

"Buya Mir, Buya, I'm your Abah too ... about what Nak?" the door with a hopeful face.

"Buya Students, afwan...."

Deghs.

Aiswa, daughter...

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