THORNY ROSE
CHAPTER 1

everything that has ever happened in life always gives an impression to the perpetrator.

whether it ends well or badly, it gives good memories or wounds

behind the wide window Nadira enjoyed the twilight that afternoon, considering Nadira at dusk that he saw first with Fahrul, who was also in the middle of the night, can be said Fahrul first love Nadira but all her must be released for the happiness of parents Nadira who do not agree with their relationship.

for Nadira, whatever he would do for his mother's father even though his own heart was broken to pieces

you how are you? I want to feel like I'm greeting you

"Nad, have you not been home in the afternoon?"

aunt Yuni's voice roused me from this daydream

"yet Aunty, the new work is finished. oh yes Aunty the goods that want to be sent to batam have been settled so tomorrow only hakut aja"

"Alhamdulillah if it's settled, the new office people nanyain continue.you go home gih already very late in the afternoon"

I work as an admin and in charge of my Aunt's company, maybe I can say all the work I have done from the purchase of materials, manufacturing processes, distribution and payment I handle it

on my favorite motorcycle, I continue my daydream in the office earlier.it feels like repeating all the beautiful things first but it feels impossible after so far I returned to it, it's impossible if I'm going to be with her again.

after taking a bath, I lay down this tired body I close my eyes hoping all this sadness is over.

I opened my phone, still the same as before there was no chat I was waiting for.

deserted? maybe yes I feel lonely it feels like someone wants to ask how your job today? or just remembering to have lunch

I laughed wryly laughing at this self that was so pitiful.

gradually I was overwhelmed by the chat that went into my account, quite cool as well but my eyes were too tired to continue the chat that night.

"Nad, wake up for dawn prayers"

I wrote the wall clock in my room, my break is enough time for me to do this boring activity..

wake up, work, go home, go to sleep

"Nad, you brought me some food today. Aunt Yuli said that during your break you never eat at all"

I just nodded, and prepared to go to work

the morning air really made my mood very good, the view of the rice fields, the blue ceiling as well as the wind that hit my face as if cheering me on today..

"morning mbak Dira" said the employees who had just come to park the motorbike beside my motorbike

a glass of warm tea accompanied me this morning,

may this day be better and better, may luck come to me and give happiness to my life

"mbak Dira, there is a purchase letter from the sparepart company. the goods are already below the courier hastily so just this tip only he said"

"okay, thank you "

I recorded all the spare parts purchases, material purchases, corporate expenditures, company insertion. This really was too confusing for my brain, not to mention if there was a personal burden I could die with this situation.

but I have to hold on. Keep on holding on