
Jakarta, Indonezja.
Five years ago, Almira finally set foot in Soekarno-Hatta airport. With the rest of the money from her parents' legacy, she was desperate to receive a scholarship at one of the Fashion Design Universities in Paris.
In the past, during his time as a student, Almira tried to live frugally. And now his life is better. Starting from, the acceptance of a job as a manager in one of the famous magazines in Paris. Now, his ability is undoubtedly by his superiors, because of the achievements achieved during his two years as a manager. This year, however, Almira quit her job. He wants to focus on his new boutique, which he founded a few months ago in Jakarta.
Almira stepped up with confidence, because she could go through all this well.At present, the atmosphere at Soekarno-Hatta airport, is quite crowded. Many fans of one of the Korean artists there, who is currently in the young bandrungi.
She stepped towards the exit, Almira looking for the figure of someone who picked her up.
And he saw someone holding a board inscribed 'Miss Almira' . He is Diandra Agatha, his boutique manager.
Almira waved her hand and smiled widely, as Diandra looked towards him.
" Welcome to Miss Almira! " shouted Diandra.
Almira just snorted, seeing the behavior of his office staff. Diandra is a big guy like the market. He could be a consolation for Almira.
When Diandra was already in front of him, Almira hugged tightly.
"Thank's, In " said Almira with a soft word.
Diandra let go of her embrace. Arriving – arrived, he clasped his right hand tightly.
With sparkling eyes and a smile of spirit, he said "Tomorrow Brother! My sister's house is waiting."
"Hayooo..."
Almira walked hand in hand with Diandra. Happiness was on the faces of both of them. Almira is very happy to be back in her homeland. He could not wait to get to his house. The house he missed in Paris.
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Almira is now in her parents' house. Time in Paris, with the help of his uncle, could eventually renovate his house. After that, Diandra occupies, because Diandra is his cousin. He's the son of a father's uncle.
Almira surrounds her home. He completely remodeled everything, becoming a modern, minimalist home.
"Comfortable, "murmured.
Almira stepped towards the stairs. He wanted to see his room, which was upstairs. Meanwhile, the lower room belonged to Diandra.
He had seen his room, through a photo sent by his uncle.
"Waoist.. "
Amazed, Almira's first impression to see his room according to his imagination. Bright and comfortable. For size , the most spacious Almira room.
Meanwhile, to his right, there is a work desk for Almira. For Almira, this was enough. He doesn't want to, having a house is too fancy.
After tidying up the items, Almira headed for the kitchen room which was downstairs. He wants to enjoy the afternoon with a cup of coffee.
After making a cup of coffee, step out of the house towards the reading room. It is located outside the house, there is a path to the reading room.
Almira, intentionally for the reading room to be outside, because she wanted the place to be quiet.
Enjoying the afternoon, along with a cup of coffee, with a view of twilight, will make the mood become melancholic, because thinking about someone he loves.
Sound notification whatsapp.
⁇ ️ My sunshine
I miss you ⁇ ️
I miss you to, Honey.
This malem, Almira is soundly asleep, as she gets the message, which makes her impatient to meet her tomorrow.
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The sun is shining on Jakarta. Dozens of people filled the city, and traffic jams became the mainstay of Jakarta. Currently, Almira was driving a car towards her boutique.
With a glass of coffee he bought at the starbuck, Almira headed to the meeting room. All the staff had gathered in the meeting room, Diandra had also stayed there.
Pushing the door slowly. Until the door sounds open. Everyone glanced at the door. Then Almira entered the meeting room and occupied the seat next to Diandra.
This was the first time that Almira was in the meeting room. During this time, Diandra was the one who helped and the other staff.
In the past, Almira always discussed via skype or Diandra will visit Paris.
Diandra glanced at Almira. He saw his brother's hand in the stomach. His forehead was wrinkled, his face grimacing like it was enduring pain.
" Why brother? Sick? " ask Diandra.
" Hehe... Forgot breakfast, Di."
"No breakfast but coffee. Substantial... "
Suddenly Diandra came out of the room, she was out of nowhere. Almira returned to focus on meeting , his subordinates are now discussing each other , he only heard and observed it.
After a few minutes Diandra returned to the meeting room with a meal in his hand. Truly, a very understanding cousin, Almira was moved to see him.
"Thank's Sister. You are very good ", said Almira by receiving her food.
"Other times, don't be late. I know, Magh's. Still a wayward. " After grumbling at length, Diandra refocused on the meeting.She smiled at Almira, now eating her food.
Fast rolling time. Now the afternoon changed.See Almira was getting ready to go to Soekarno-Hatta airport. Happiness was on his face. He can't wait to meet someone he loves so much.
While at the airport, Almira waited at the pick-up place. How long, he saw it. Pink clothes ran towards Almira.
The little girl, dressed in pink and her hand carrying the little pink bag, ran towards Almira.
Almira stretched out her hand, then '"Sweety.." she cried.
"Mommy.." cried the little girl.
"Be careful, Ara." she exclaimed, a middle-aged person who was with the little girl.
After which, the little girl called Ara hugged Almira tightly. Then Almira kisses Ara's entire face, channeling her longing.
" Mommy misses Ara" she said.
"Ara also misses mommy" she replied.
Only two days later they did not meet, but Almira's longing for her son could not be contained anymore. Now, the mother and the child are expressing their longing for each other.
Aunty, looking at them affectionately, felt their happiness.
"Hayoo's... We're going home, baby. " Take Almira.
Almira was holding Ara. His right hand was carrying his suitcase. Then almira looked at auntie,"Hayoo.. Our aunt's home."
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