My Girl, My Inspiration
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"Finally, I was finally able to set up this restaurant with the results of his efforts for 15 years through the twists and turns and ordeals. I can prove to everyone that I can succeed despite my lack of skill. However, with effort and determination, I was able to get what I wanted" Fahmi looked at the restaurant that was now standing in front of him with a happy feeling.

"I'm sorry, boss, you've been waiting inside, for the grand launching of this restaurant" one of his employees approached.

"Yes, I'll be right in, tell everyone that the show is about to start, I'll catch up, I'm still waiting for someone and he's a special guest" Fahmi told the employee.

"Alright, sir" the employee passed from before Fahmi.

From a distance, Fahmi sees a woman running around in her brown dress. Fahmi smiled looking at him and waved at him. It was Kinan, the woman who had always been faithful to accompany him from zero to success like today.

"Sorry, I'm late, because the road is jammed, so, I had to get out of the car and run here" Kinan explained.

"But, relax, there is a driver who brought a car, he later picked it up here" Kinan continued.

"Udah, you relax, Nan, the show has not started yet" Fahmi said casually.

"Follow up, your hair is a mess, here I tidy up, this is also a point you are wet with sweat" Fahmi tidied up Kinan's slightly messy hair and wiped his sweat with a tissue.

"Although you've been successful, you haven't changed, still remain this attentive" Kinan smiled.

"My principle, I will still behave as it is, even with the success I have achieved, I will not change, will remain the same as the old Fahmi" said Fahmi.

"Udah, Yuk, we're in now" Fahmi took Kinan's hand and walked in. Everyone in the restaurant clapped as soon as the two entered as a welcome.

"I thank you to the fathers and mothers who are willing to attend the grand launching event of FK resto today" Fahmi began his speech.

"I'm very happy with this restaurant. This is the fruit of my hard work so far and of course with the help of all the employees and employees who are here, who contribute greatly. And a woman who from the beginning always helped me in any situation, always gave me support and encouraged me. When I wanted to give up, she was never desperate and there was no sense of boredom to do so, she was the woman wearing the brown dress There, Kinan!" Fahmi. All of them turned towards Kinan and smiled as they clapped.

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15 Years ago, before he achieved his current success. Fahmi fought hard to achieve his dream of becoming an entrepreneur in the culinary field, as he always saw motivated.

"Gee... It was so good his life. Have a car, have a luxury home, keep his business smoothly and open branches everywhere, when well I can like him" Fahmi fantasized.

"Ouch.... Fahmi, fantasizing continues, your dream is altitude, later if you fall, it hurts so much. Think realistically, Fahmi. Don't mess around" said his father who seemed to want to drop the spirit of Fahmi.

"Fokus aja tuh with your school, after you graduate school, it's up to you, want to imagine until dawn also do not care, the important thing is your school first, father has worked hard to finance your school, you know, you know, just so you know!" Further.

"Father do not like that dong, the father should pray Fahmi, so that he can achieve what he aspires to" said his mother advised.

"Yes, but, his dream is height, want to be a successful businessman who kayak cultivated it, how to be a businessman, he sells fried pismab at school only, sometimes there are still many who do not sell" his father said cynically.

"Sir, you need to remember, in this world nothing is impossible, if God wills, everything can happen, even things that are impossible for humans" said his mother.

"Udah... Udah, I want to go to the rice field first, later to hunt again" his father hurriedly wanted to leave, because lazy to listen to his wife's advice.

"Yes, ma'am, Fahmi's spirit is not lost, because Fahmi believes God will grant Fahmi's prayer, sooner or later" Fahmi said with confidence. His mother smiled at him.

"Oh yes, ma'am, today Fahmi want to sell on the field there, ma'am, there are many people who sport there, let alone this Sunday, well, ma'am" Fahmi asked his mother for permission.

"But are you sure, son?" His mother seemed doubtful.

"Fahmi is sure, ma'am" Fahmi reassures his mother.

"Yes, if so, I can only pray for the best, you can go, but, you have to be careful, the road to the field is crowded with vehicles and then tares" his mother reminded.

"Yes, ma'am, Fahmi will be careful, yes Fahmi left now well, ma'am, Assalamualaikum!" Fahmi left on his bike, after everything was ready.

"Glamma!!"

About 15 minutes drive from his home to his destination. Fahmi saw a lot of people passing by.

"The trade where yah" Fahmi was looking for a place to go.

"Bang, I permit to go here well, beside my brother" Fahmi said to a large cilok trader.

"Can't, this is where anyone has, find somewhere else" he said with a slightly irritated face. Fahmi immediately went and looked for another place.

"Bang, permission to go here well" Fahmi stopped and asked permission from the hodgepodge seller.

"Eh... No, there will be a friend of mine who wants to stay here, just a moment later he came, find another place" he said.

Fahmi pushed his bike back and began to look confused looking for a place to go and trade his wares.

"duh... Find a place where again well, I don't know where else to look, if I can't, mending I go, around kayak usually" Fahmi began to despair.

"Hey, haven't got a place to go yet?" Ask someone who approached her.

"Yes, I was fawning from earlier, but, no, some of the merchants I met, in an abhorrent, no, some said there was already a friend who was nowhere, confused me" answer Fahmi.

"Where, if you deny beside my sister, empty really, yuk" he asked.

"But, if I deny there, are you not afraid of trading you do not sell because there is also me there" said Fahmi.

"What kind of thought is that, I never thought like that, because I believe the fortune of each person has been rooted, if your trading is selling compared to me, it's your fortune" he said.

"Well... Here's my stall, I sell cookies, keep selling clothes like that" the girl showed her the place to sell to Fahmi.

"You sell here just like me, if suppose someone buys, you please help well, who knows someone who bought this shirt at the same time. The price of the cake is a thousand, and the money you please hold first, will be counted, okay" he said.