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"Alhamdulillah... Finally arrived too," said thankfully Nabila when the car he was riding and the family stopped right in front of the office house.

"This is his house, son?" asked Ros' mother to look in admiration at the two-story building in front of her.

"It's true, Mom. We'll stay here" replied Nabila smiling.

They got down from the car and the Emperor dropped off the items aided by Wahyu sir.

"mmm... I pampit, want to go home immediately," said Mr. Revelation.

"Well, Mr. Revelation does not want to enter a duu rest?" ask Ros' mother.

"Ngga, Mum. Let's just take a break at home, my son must have been waiting, too" declined sir Revelations politely.

"Well, thank you, sir. Next time bring his son to play here," said Ros's mother.

"Yes, Mom. If there is free time God willing I will stop by," replied the polite Mr. Revelation, "Then I say goodbye, Assalamualaikum.." Greetings Mr. Revelation.

"Waalaikumssalam.." they answered in unison.

Mr. Wahyu got into his car and left the housing complex.

"Let's go in, Ma'am, the Emperor," asked Nabila, "Clara... Come on in," take Nabila to Clara who looks dreamy.

"Eh... Yes, Miss Nabila," replied Clara.

Ros and Clara's mother followed Nabila's footsteps to the tv room while holding Raksa. The Emperor brought one suitcase into the house.

"MashaAllah... The house is very comfortable, Ma'am," praised the Emperor who joined the tv room.

"Alhamdulillah... The office provides the best facilities for its employees" said Nabila smiling.

"It is remarkable that the office where Mbak Nabila works, is very concerned about the comfort of its employees," said the Emperor.

"Alhamdulillah, Deck. No ceasing Ma'am grateful accepted in the company that now."

"Is your office open for job vacancies?" ask Emperor.

"Bak doesn't know, Sar." replied Nabila, "Try asking Clara!" pinta Nabila gave his sister code to ask directly to the person.

The emperor understood the meaning of his brother's code, "Mmm... Ma'am Clara the company open a job, right?" ask the Emperor slowly.

"For now there is no, Mas" replied Nabila.

"Yes my... You're this! You're the same age, don't have to formally call Mbak and Mas!"

"We're really the same age, ma'am?" the Emperor did not believe.

"Don't joke around" said Clara.

"Well, how do you play your ker0y0k? You're in the same place, in the same room, and you're even facing each other. So, you guys talk live? Ma'am wants to take Mother to her room and make Raksa clothes," said Nabila then stood up from his seat.

"Come, Mom. Nabila between Mothers to the room to rest," invite Nabila to mother Ros.

"Yes, Son. Mother also felt tired of wanting to quickly meet masur," replied Ros' mother chuckled.

Nabila ignored the two people in the tv room who looked at each other with a clumsy feeling.

The Emperor scratched his back of the neck that was not itchy, "We're the same age?" the Emperor asked wrongly.

"Eh, I don't know," Clara replied clumsily.

"Mmmm.... How old are you now?"

"I'm 23 years old" replied Clara.

"Ooh means the true word mbak Nabila if we are the same age," said the Emperor smiling.

"Oh yeah? So we don't have to use mas frills and mbak huh?" sahut Clara's.

"Yes, call me by name."

"Oh, that's a great idea. Greetings, I'm Clara" said Clara as she extended her hand forward.

"Greetings know too, I am the Emperor," the Emperor replied to Clara's hand. They shake.

"okay... May you have a hard time staying in Jakarta Kaisar," said Clara smiling.

"If you stay at home this good, who won't be at home" the Emperor chuckled.

"Btw, have you ever worked before?" ask Clara base stale.

"I am still working to this day. But my job is through hp only, so want to find another job is not a problem."

"You seem to be very diligent in collecting rupiah coffers" Clara said.

"Haha... He, as a responsible man must be diligent in finding money."

"Crains for a future wife?"

"I haven't thought of getting there. For now I want to spend money for my mother to go for Hajj."

"Great you, Emperor. Still very young, but had a mind to go to the house of God, parents to visit" Clara smiled.

"That's all nothing to do with the struggles and sacrifices of my mother and my sister Nabila."

"I salute you, you. If there is a vacancy me infoin to you deh."

"Khmmm..." Nabila.

"Eh Mbak Nabila is back. You sleeping, Mommy?" ask Emperor.

"Where have you slept at this hour, Sar. Mother took a shower" replied Nabila and then sat on the sofa.

The Emperor nodded, "Mak! Isar's hungry, is there anything to eat in the kitchen?"

"How many minutes did the food get here?" the Emperor asked impatiently.

"For at least 30 minutes" replied Nabila.

"What's? Why long, Mother? It is the same if we cook ourselves," protested the Emperor.

"How else, want to cook yourself do not have time. It's soon dinner too."

"Iadeh, Isar wants to go to the room first. Take a shower." The Emperor passed away leaving Nabila and Clara

"Clar, don't take a shower?" ask Nabila.

"Yes, Mother. I want to go back home too."

"Here it is," prevent Nabila.

"Don't, Ma'am. I didn't bring a shirt."

"Can wear my shirt."

"No need, Ma'am. My house we next to Mbak," said Clara cengengesan.

"OK, okay... It's over there, a clean hunt."

***

Food was on the dining table. The emperor ate first because the merchants were very hungry.

"Mom? Why is the food only covered? Don't you like the side dishes?" ask Nabila attentively.

"No, Son. I just look at the side dish your sister ate, she can eat it, '" replied Ros' mother.

"Haha... He's starving, ma'am" said Nabila laughing.

"Like never ate you all day, Isar."

"Any day, ma'am," said Nabila, "Clara! Let's eat, say bengong," said Nabila.

"Eh... Yes, Ma'am."

***

The first day Nabila returned to work after a few days off. Nabila was already in his room facing a pile of maps waiting to be done.

"OK, back to the laptop," said Nabila while opening his laptop.

Nabila was preoccupied with reports that would soon be signed by his boss, Galaxies. Before lunch time arrived, most of it was finished checking.

Tok tok tok tok

Nabila turned to the door that was knocked on, "Come in," he asked.

Cclek

"Mother Nabila! What about the report? Mr. Galaksi is asking to be delivered now" said Ikhsan.

"Yes, Sir. This is just now I will deliver the Galactic sir's room," said Nabila politely.

"All right, see you in the room of the Galaxy sir," said Ikhsan.

"Yes, sir." answered Nabila politely.

Mr. Ikhsan turned around and left Nabila's room. Nabila also immediately cleared the report he would bring.

Nabila road gracefully towards his bigbos room.

Tok tok tok tok

"Get in." said from inside the room.

The door of the room opened from inside. Ikhsan was the one who opened it.

"Please come in, Miss Nabila."

"Thank you, Mr. Ikhsan," said Nabila.

Nabila set foot on the Galactic table.

"Sorry, Sir. This is the report," said Nabila put the map that he brought.

"Why is this just a report you brought, Ms Nabila?" ask cold galaxy.

"Sorry, Sir. Some of the reports I still have to check," replied Nabila relaxed.

"Alright, I want the report tomorrow morning already on my desk" the Galactic Command said.

"Yes, sir," answered Nabila politely.

"Please, get out." The galaxy let Nabila out of his room.

"Excuse me, sir." said Nabila.

Nabila returned to his room, because soon lunch time. When opening the phone and opening the g0fo*d application.

"For the chicken fried krispy Raksa, for mom?" guman Nabila is still looking for food that fits his mother's tongue.

After finding it Nabila immediately ordered, 2 servings of complete package of fried chicken krispy and 1 serving of roasted chicken honey complete.

Cclek

The door suddenly opened from the outside making Nabila surprised.

"Astagfirullah.." - Nabila.