The Past of the President
Still sore

Ameera entered her room and laid her weary body on the bed.

Aliyah pulled the suitcase and kept it in the corner of her room.

"Sister, here is the suitcase just in case you have something in need" said Aliyah while looking at her brother.

"Yes Al, thank you" replied Ameera without changing her position.

Aliyah walked out and closed the door slowly.

Ameera opened her eyes and woke up and sat wiping her bedsheets unchanged from before, although about two and a half years and a half long time left her position still remains like this, the bed, and, wardrobe, dresser and computer desk with television table. Maybe only the sheets are changed.

Ameera understood that there was no one place more comfortable than her parents' house, and that there was no place to go home most in the kangenin than her childhood home.

Ameera rose to look from the glass of her room in a direction some distance looks a lot of new buildings, maybe new hotels are just standing in the wake and in the modern right, so pangling and the atmosphere has changed.

Ameera does not know what she will do, maybe the most wanted to do is to teach and return to her parents' foundation school, H.Marzuki Family has a school from TK, MI, starting, or Madrasah Ibtidaiyah equivalent SD, and MTs, Madrasah Tsanawiyah equivalent Junior High School and Madrasah Aliyah equivalent High School. It is administered under the auspices of the Al-Ikhlas Foundation.

Perhaps then it should start to concern itself, Ameera will slowly forget all the nightmares and have been experienced.

What will manage the family inn is 'Vila Melati' which was commercialized by both parents for a long time. It looks like Ameera wants to change the order and if you can change the status to a modern hotel, it might be more commercial.

Ideas sprung up in Ameera's brain but want to be convinced good bad, what is the plunge into school or manage the villa?

Ameera got up, opened one of the suitcases and picked up a towel, went out and went into the bathroom.

Body that feels tired back fresh after getting a shower water splash.

Family H. Marzuki is a distinguished family that has assets in several businesses that are hereditary as well as the result of the development and expansion of H. Marzuki himself.

Businesses in the field of family lodging are Vila Melati, Al-Ikhlas Foundation and Tangkil plantation agro-tourism/ Melinjo and Pala are also natural tourism that has recently been developed in the area of Puncak Bogor aka Rain City.

H. Marzuki in addition to having so many assets that can be considered the largest taxpayer in the area, is also very famous religion in the neighborhood where he lives.

No wonder all people do not know the name H. Marzuki's.

Ameera toured her most luxurious and large house in the neighborhood, a very comfortable residence with very cool air.

With such a beautiful view towards the valley, settlements, hills and areas where growing vegetables spread far green.

His house is behind Vila Melati entering about 300 m from the highway.

Ameera attended and graduated from the Faculty of Teacher Training and Education. Did not have time to devote his knowledge to get acquainted and precisely in introducing his parents with the children of friends H. Marzuki is Fathir Fadhil Hikmawan who finally they both accept the wishes of their parents acquaintances dating briefly and then married.

"Neng Ameera ate first said Bu Haji." Her family's aunt offered Ameera a meal.

"Oh yes Bi, later on I still feel full." Ameera politely declined.

"Yes Neng, but do not just feel full, but do not enter anything even then catch a cold."

"Yes Aunty, I'll eat, where is Bi going? how about deserted?" Ameera wailed not to see any of the members of this family.

"Indeed since when in this big house crowded Neng? unless Neng Ameera later has a new child many times heee ...." Her aunt talked about it. Make Ameera Deg! there were pain and scratches wounds in his heart.

Everything Bibi said was right, indeed in this house since it was quiet, Ameera was just the same as her sister Aliyah who had a big busy life each. Her parents are also super busy with the most business affairs that exist in her home Bibi only.

"Neng Aliyah in the future with the same Mr. assigned in the villa, Mr. and I went there to the plantation, he said he wanted to see more people at work he wanted to make a big project Mr. there, Auntie doesn't know Neng."

"What project is Bi?" Ameera frowned.

"Year aunt is not clear Neng, just said Bu Haji want to make a family picnic entertainment place that." Aunt's answer even added to Ameera's curiosity.

Ameera smilingly rubbed the back of Aunt, who since childhood as she remembered always faithfully follow her family, taking care of herself and Aliyah since childhood with painstaking care.

"I didn't go home for two more years, come back here to be pangling Bi."

"Foreign Bi?"

"Yes, said Neng Aliyah a stranger."

"Hehehe ... Aunty of a stranger is an extraterrestrial, if still both humans are the same Bi."

"Say people, the new hotel next to Pak Haji's villa is Neng's joget place."

"Oh yeah? does that mean there's a night club?"

"Nait the club what's Neng?"

"That means nightclub Bi, make a group of people looking for entertainment, rest, eat, drink a gathering, chat to meet friends so Bi."

"Oh, so is there really no joget-joget Neng?"

"Maybe it's also true Bi, the name is also where people look for entertainment, and fun, there is usually a jogging place, there is a singer too."

"Kayak Neng Ameera with Neng Aliyah singing in the house together?"

"That's karaoke Bi, usually in the night club of the singer and the music is live or directly there, it can also be the bringain and who set the music DJ, so that the more the spirit of people who come there."

Auntie mangosteen, either understood or even confused.

Ameera laughed as she opened the dining table. Just this time it felt like Ameera was feeling a loose laugh.

Hopefully, with her being here and chatting with Aunt can release the burden of the heart she carries.

"What kind of food is Bi? I miss Auntie's cooking." Ameera opened the face-down plate on the large, carved and glassy dining table.

"Neng's habits, Mr. Balado's favorite purple eggplant, mother's favorite vegetable asem, Neng Aliyah sometimes eat here sometimes he likes to buy rice wrap padang, he likes to buy rice, but if Bibi said that she did not feel good, too much food, oil, Aunt asked to buy it because she wanted to taste it"

"If I all doyan Bi cuisine, want Padang, Sunda, Java is also important good on the tongue."

"But why isn't Neng fat?"

"Eat not much Bi, just enough."

Ameera ate in waitin Bibi who always pay attention to him, not a bit Ameera or Bibi allude to the household that ran aground.

Ameera understood that her domestic problems were not to be exposed and ignored. All her problems were enough that everyone close to her knew.

What's less Neng Ameera? beautiful like an artist, kind, polite, from a very respected family and rich children, everything but why is Mas Fathir so heartless to waste and betray him?

Aunty looked at Neng Ameera with her million feelings.

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- Meniti Rainbow

the Charm of Aryanti

- Let Me Choose

the Past of the President

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