Destiny Life & Love
Chapter 1

Naima she is a girl who was born from a simple family, in a remote village and her house is very simple. After graduating from school he helped his parents farm.

"When? I can be successful and not live in a remote village anymore, Naima said as she looked at the beautiful expanse of green rice fields.

"Ouch! Why do I keep complaining?"Naima.

"Naima...!!"

Someone shouted calling, he was his Father Naima.

"Yes sir what's wrong? "saut Naima.

"Why do you daydream, then think what the hell? "asked Mr. Naima while looking in wonder.

"No, sir, don't think about anything! Naima was looking at the rice fields and feeling her cool breeze. "revealed her.

"Yes father, you are daydreaming, "said Mr. Naima.

"Sir, there is actually something to talk about, not if Naima plans to study at the best campus in the capital while looking for work as well and wants to change the fate, from small to now, he said, already 18 years living in this village feel no progress I want to live a successful and proud life! "say Naima while pleading with her Father.

"Yes, I'll think first, let's eat first you from this morning have not had breakfast, "said Mr. Naima.

Naima helped plant rice in rice fields, about her again the rainy season so the rice fields there is water so that it can be planted in rice.

"Okay, my father! Coincidentally Naima's stomach was hungry. "so Naima's smile expands.

Crutches...Crutches...Crutches.

Suddenly Naima's stomach rang.

"Oh, this is the stomach using the sound of everything.

"Haha!. "Naima and her father laughed.

"Corn, we go to the saung, it's your mother again preparing food! "pam Rhyme.

Naima ran because she had smelled the scent of jengkol and her favorite salted fish. In the rice field there is a saung made of woven bamboo as a base and roofed tile. And the saung is made to shelter, while in the rice field, a place to rest for a while and can be made a place to eat, if the Sundanese language is botram.

"Strash!"

"Ouch! Peek Naima. Why the hell can I fall into a ditch anyway, my legs and clothes get dirty a lot of mud, "said Naima.

"Naima!" mother Naima's screams echoed. Careful son! Why could it fall? oh must be because of the fried aroma of jengkol and your favorite salted fish.

"Ah I know, yes ma'am because of the smell of jengkol! "sohut Naima while shouting.

While his father has arrived first to the saung.

"yes briefly? Naima wants to clean dirty clothes in the gutter, "said Naima. Even in the gutter, but the water is so clear.

"Well! It's delicious there are fried jengkol and oil in the love of salt and flavoring along with fried onions is indeed my favorite food, "said Naima.

Do not forget salted fish and sambel terasi and lalapan as well and his rice was liwet rice, rice, even the food on the plate is placed on the banana leaves so that it can eat together and feel more delicious.

"Sir! Ma! Let's eat. "say Naima while staring at her favorite food.

"Yes son, good-bye" said Naima's mother and father.

Naima's mother and father loved and loved Naima because she was her only child.

"It's full of stomach, so its innate sleepiness, "said Naima.

"Son!"

"Let's go home we continue tomorrow, plant the rice tomorrow we return to the rice field again. "Bapak Naima said.

"Yes Sir! Mama! first of all Father and Mother first go home, Naima still wants to here ngadem in saung. Shut up first in the saung because Naima's stomach feels full and on the road definitely engap, "said Naima.

"Yes, if you still want to be here "said Naima's mother. Yes already if that same Mother Father went home first, but if the cloud went straight home well? "His mother said.

"Okay, ma'am, I must have come home Naima replied.

Naima pondered alone in the saung, accompanied by birdsong and the sound of frogs in the rice fields there was even the sound of lightning.

"I want to find work in Jakarta while studying as well, want to live a successful life and want to know what it's like to live in the capital." said Naima.

"Dear!"

There was a shocking naima, patting her back from behind.

"Geez!" Shocked me "say Naima.

He is a friend of Naima since childhood until now also lives alone with Naima, friends play together, his school was with one class from SD, SMP, High School he is Agung.

"Well, what's wrong with you?"tanya Agung, out of curiosity.

"so great kepo lo "sohut Naima.

"What the heck kepo-kepo, I want to know just "why do you daydream, later kesambet lo?"ask Great.

"Gung like her I will go to college in Jakarta, while working as well, about her want to live a successful life in the future and change her fate, " revealed Naima.

"Crazy, you say very wise, want to live a successful life, but yes also everyone would want to live a successful life, "say Great.

"The reason why there is nothing wrong with dreaming, "said Naima.

"Time goes by so quickly yes, feel yesterday we are still in high school and now we are adults going to college too, "said Agung.

"Yes we are adults and we also do not know in the future we will be like "revealed Naima.

"Yes Naima, even we also do not know who our soul mate will be, and we also certainly will not be together and will be busy with each other's lives. For now and we will be studying at a different campus. But I ngarep her, hopefully my soul mate so we will live together even to grandparents, funny too if you called grandma Naima! "great speech with a smile and a joke.

"Haha! Lo again joking Gung. "say Naima.

"The point is that you are my best friend, if we rarely meet it will be very kangen. kangen kandaan lo, for example, just now lo joking. Rich is suitable to be a comedian! "say Naima while laughing.

"Yes can be said just now I'm joking, but I say that you wish you were a match with me, that seriously know! "great Speech

"Gue wants a duarius, "said Naima.

"What the hell do I not understand duarius what? "great Speech.

"If seriously mah just a little but if duarius is good enough, you telli it's too late to think time doesn't understand anyway! "speak Naima.

"Yes I know, I think you are more funny, so we are fit equally funny," said Agung.