
The day changed very quickly, it did not feel three years running. A girl smiled brightly when she came out of the pesantren, the happiness felt was extraordinary after her struggle so far finally came to fruition. The queen graduated with mediocre grades, although it took her three years to fail twice.
"I'm finally graduating," cried the Queen who was cheering happily, there was no longer any timeless student stamp anymore. He should have graduated three years earlier, but what could he do? His brain was indeed unable to digest the lesson and it took a very long time. "Well, this is okay."
The Queen did not need to worry about listening to the scolding from her brother because he did not graduate, was very tired of him listening to the words of others. His talent is only two, namely eating a lot remains thin and there is talent in the field of art such as painting. No wonder that his body is now a little densely packed, his mature brown skin was now back white because aunty gave him skincare and skin care as a whole.
The queen was very happy, but also sad when she had to separate from the owner of the boarding school who was considered as her grandfather and grandmother. Many memories are created here, and all of them are considered family.
"Congratulations on your graduation" said Kyai Abdullah, who gave the Queen a gift. "It's from Grandpa and also grandma, wear it always."
The queen took the gift and opened it, her eyes sparkling brightly at the sight of the face and also some painting tools of her interest. She smiled at the gift she thought was special, and thanked him.
"How did Grandpa and Grandma know that I like to paint?"
"Your grandmother accidentally saw it, you like to paint when you're free."
The queen smiled as she hugged the old lady affectionately. "Grandmother's the best."
The old woman smiled as she let go of a hug, her eyes began to let out a clear, salty liquid. It is powerless that today is their farewell, but it must accept the fact. "When you get to town, tell your grandmother and grandfather not to worry."
The queen also shed her tears, and waved her hand as she got into the car that picked her up at her own request. Failing twice makes it a little down, but still cheerful when dealing with others. He also requested that his uncle, aunty, and brother not come to the boarding school. He was the one who was going to the city with an invitation from uncle Huan's driver.
Along the way, his phone unceasingly shook and rang. Upset with all that eventually he made silent mode so as not to interfere with his journey, no matter if elsewhere very upset for sure.
"Eh sir, let's stop by the bakery first," the Queen's pinta who longs for bread that tastes similar to her mother's, because Adiba and Ratih work together so as not to reduce or exaggerate the taste of the dough, and the, according to the recipe.
The queen took her favorite pastries, and bought her two large plastic bags. "This is the money!" he said he gave me some red money.
"No need to pay, just keep the money!" said Ratih who gave sign language through the eyes so as not to take the money handed over by the Queen.
"Nothing Bi, let the capital go around."
"Save your money! That much bread you can spend?" ratih asked, she looked at the girl who was once very beautiful and cute growing into a teenage girl to adulthood.
"You want me to share it with the street kids on the way home."
"God, you are a generous child. Aunty can hug you?" ask Ratih who wants to let go of the longing for Tari, the late Queen mother. He shed tears as he clasped the body of a girl before him, immediately wiping away the tears and releasing the embrace.
"Auntie crying?"
"No, just get dust in" replied the lying Ratih. "You grew up to be a beautiful child, just like your mother."
"But my mother is not fat" said the Queen, who laughed, did not want to cry if anyone offended her mother. "I'm home first, surely everyone is waiting for me at home."
"Alright, be careful on the road."
"Yes Bi."
The queen came out of the bakery and walked off without a burden, as her carelessness made the two white plastic bags almost fall off. "Nearly," he muttered as he continued his footsteps, but his steps stopped as he felt something was holding him back. He turned his head, and saw a man who had not met for three years.
The two pupils of the man's eyes widened, when he saw a girl in front of him very much like someone.
"Mara?"
Bara was stunned to hear a familiar voice, it was the voice of the Queen. A few short introductions a day were still imprinted until now, yet he was shocked to see the same girl but her appearance was very different. "Queen?" he said he was trying to convince himself, he wasn't sure.
Queen Bara known is a skinny girl, brown skinned, while in front of her the girl with a body that contains, also white.
"Are you really the Queen?"
"Yes, it's me. The Queen, her brother the King's sister."
Bara sighed, smiling as he looked at the girl who made him pangling.
The queen took out a brownie and gave it to Bara, saying goodbye because it was too late to go home.
"That's a gift from me, eat it!" the Queen said, waving her hand, and ordering the driver to take her home.
Along the way to the house, the Queen took her time to stop by the streets filled with disadvantaged children. The nature instilled by Ken's father was successfully carried out to date, sharing it with others.
The queen who was busy distributing cakes, she forgot all the people who were waiting for her arrival. Especially the King who was very upset, dozens of times contacted his sister but not in foster care.
"He tested my patience" muttered the King who had been upset waiting for a long time, glanced at the clock on the wall and was lucky that today was a working holiday.
"The Queen should have come here two hours ago" chirped Huan who got a short message from his driver about the queen who had departed from the boarding school.
"Kings. Try calling him one more time, maybe picking up."
"It's been dozens of times, still he didn't pick it up, Uncle. Where's the kid?" the king was upset with his brother.
The sound of car horns, they came out of the house and welcomed the arrival of the Queen according to her name.
The Queen came out with a sumringah look, without feeling the slightest guilt even more upset the King. Just as the girl was about to hug Adiba, the King first pulled her sister's ear.
"Oh, sick sister. Just returned home to welcome the ear jewels," complained the Queen who grimaced.
Plastered
The king clinched his brother's head. "What do you have a cell phone for? I've called you dozens of times but there's no response."
"I'm sorry, the proof is that I'm in front of you. Come inside!" bring him very tired.
"Tell me first, where did you go before you got here!" asked Huan who was just as upset with the King.
"I just stopped by the bakery and distributed it to the street children, as gratitude finally I was able to graduate as well. Well, my grades are mediocre, but at least there's been progress from two years ago."
Adiba brings everyone into the house, asking the waiter for help to serve snacks and other food on the table.
"I prayed that you would pass that time, but you became an eternal santriwati."
"Uncle's mouth is spicy too, I'm offended."
Plastered
The king returned to his brother. "Is that how you talk to someone older than you?"
"Oh, Brother. I'm just kidding, you're always serious." The queen was very upset by her brother's arbitrary attitude.
"Wow, Sister Queen, white and glowing." Praise Zayn who was nodding his head in agreement by Zayden.
The queen blushed in embarrassment, she couldn't bear to listen to the praise. "The power of skincare" he continued.
"But Big Brother looks fat," chirped Hanna immediately threw away the Queen's delusion which immediately smiled wryly.
"Not fat, that's what it's called 'em." Adiba used Hanna's words.
"Yes Umi."
"Talking will not make the stomach full, eat the snack!"
Everyone obeys Adiba's words, they spend time together on work leave and school leave for the children.
*
Adiba returns the property of the Queen, he only runs a business owned by the late Tari, his brother-in-law. Now the Queen is 19 years old, which means she can take on the responsibility of running a bakery that has stood for a dozen years.
The queen did not agree to run her mother's bakery business, she wanted to develop her talent into an artist. Yes, he likes art especially painting. He still thinks hard because he does not want to work in a bakery, he has his own choice in the art field.
The king met his sister and spoke with four eyes, intending that the younger brother accept the fate that had been set upon him, namely running the business of Ken's father and their mother.
The queen approached her brother, she was saddened why she could not choose her own life path. "I'm not interested in running mom's business, I don't want to."
"It has to be the Queen, like it or not, you have to run the business."
The endless debate made the Queen decide to think about it first, whether she refused or not the result would remain the same.
When everyone is busy with their own affairs, the Queen chooses to go to the park to calm herself down in order to accept her destiny and forget her talents.
"If only I could choose, I'd like to open a gallery instead of a bakery," racau her while sitting in a garden chair and took out a painting tool given by Fatimah's nyai who had been called grandma.
The queen painted the scene unfolding before her, pouring all the feelings through the painting. He smiled as he looked at the roughly two to four-year-old children playing with laughter, recording and capturing them on canvas.
"A very beautiful painting" said someone distracting the Queen.
"Thank you."
"Did you know, my name is Fahri." The man reached out his hand and smiled, revealing dimples that reminded the Queen of her father, who also had dimples.
The queen put her hands together not wanting to touch. "Queen."