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Don't give up, let alone denounce destiny. If you know the pleasure that will be obtained after the storm comes, someday you will feel regret for having been bad to think about what has happened to you.

From Anas bin Malik radhiyallahu ‘anhu, Rasulullah shallallahu ‘alaihi wa sallam bersabda,

عَجِبْتُ لِلْمُؤْمِنِ، إِنَّ اللهَ لاَ يَقْضِي لِلْمُؤْمِنِ قَضَاءً إِلَّا كَانَ خَيْرًا لَهُ

“I was so amazed at a believer. Surely Allah does not predestine anything for a believer unless it is surely the best for him (CHR. Ahmad, 3:117. Shaykh Shuaib Al-Arnauth said that this hadith is sahih).

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Since the day that Afnan interfered in his personal life. The Shafiqah increasingly disliked Afnan. Moreover, Afnan always followed him wherever he went, making him even more want to fire him. But because of the threat of Wijaya which always leads to Fariz. He had no other choice but to let Afnan by his side. Even though he really hated it.

"Aagrin! I really can't concentrate like this! That guy has really driven me crazy!" shafiqah grumbling while ruffling hair. When he was in his work room. He seemed frustrated every time he remembered his fiancee whom he could not meet. And it's all because of Afnan.

"What's wrong Miss? Are you doing okay? Do you need.." asked Afnan, who happened to be in a room with Shafiqah.

Hearing Afnan's question made Syafiqah more emotional. So he immediately interrupted the man's question, "Shut up! I told you never to interfere in my business! Do you understand human language?!" he snapped, with a face that had been enveloped with anger.

"Partially, who has allowed Lo's desk to be in my room huh?! Very presumptuous of him, without asking my permission! Who is he, quickly say?!" shafiqah snapped with emotion, which overflowed, and with eyes filled with hatred.and at the same time the door of his room suddenly opened, accompanied by the heavy voice of an old man..

"Me! I'm the one, who ordered people to put Afnan's desk here! Wh why? Do you mind hm?"

Hearing a man's words immediately the Shafiqah's gaze turned to the source of the voice, and at once his eyes immediately rounded when he saw the old man's face, "Grandfather!" his jolt. The old man was Wijaya, Grandpa Syafiqah himself.

"Why? you want to protest because grandfather has been presumptuous to have people put Afnan's desk here hm?" asked Wijaya, with her flat face.

"It's not like that, Mother! It's just, it feels strange, Fiqah as President here, but Grandpa never asked for an opinion from Fiqah first and immediately decided himself, without asking for approval from Fiqah! So what's the point of Grandpa making Fiqah as a leader in this company if the opinion of Fiqah, not in need of Kek?" reply Syafiqah, with his face that looks disappointed towards the grandfather.

"Hmm... indeed if Grandpa asks for your opinion, then you will agree, son?" asked Wijaya, as he sat right in front of the Syafiqah, with his desk limited. Hearing Wijaya's question, Syafiqah did not answer him immediately. He speaks a thousand languages, for he cannot agree.

"Heh.Had Grandpa guessed it was Fiqah! You won't approve? So why should Grandpa ask for your opinion, hm?" said Wijaya again, casually.

"Tapkan Kek.." Shafiqah protest. But Wijaya immediately broke his words.

"No buts of Fiqah! This has been Grandpa's decision! So work with Afnan! Because the upcoming project requires the cooperation of the two of you! Do you understand, son?" vijaya said it sounded so firm, that Syafiqah no longer dared to protest it.

"Hmm.. understand Cake!" reply to the shafiqah by force.

"Good! Then Grandfather, will wait for the results of your cooperation! Whether it is satisfactory or not depends on your cohesiveness! So Grandpa hope you don't disappoint Grandpa!" concluded Wijaya, as he rose from his seat, then he passed away leaving Afnan and Syafiqah seen them look at each other after the departure of Wijaya.

"Sorry Miss, this is not my wish! I'm also surprised to see my desk in your room. But if it is Miss, feeling disturbed, I will bring my table back to its original place. Later let me talk to your Grandfather," explained Afnan, who actually did not know at all that Wijaya had ordered to move his desk in the Shafiqah room.

"No need! It'll only add to my problems!" cetus Shafiqah with a cold look at Afnan, "Here, back to work! Seeing your face makes my head hurt even more!" he continued, as he waved his hand, signaling he drove Afnan away.

"All right Miss!" reply Afnan, and he immediately returned to his desk which is not far from his desk with Syafiqah.

"Prophe Afnan, you should have more patience. However this is a test, which you must pass with a sincere and sincere heart, accompanied by extra patience. So that in the future there will be beauty in time," the inner Afnan, who reminds himself. While he glanced at the face of his wife who was seen focusing on the screen of his laptop. But he did not dare to look at her for long. Because the shafiqah always knew that he was stealing his eyes.

For a moment the room became quiet, because both were visible, focusing on their respective work. And all that was heard was the sound of typing on their laptop keyboards. But the silence was suddenly solved by the voice of the conjuncture tone caused by the phone Syafiqah. And immediately the Shafiqah took it, and immediately accepted it.

"Hello!" he said when the connection was connected.

"Hello, is this really Shafiqah's number?" ask a woman who is across the street.

"Yes, I am Shafiqah! Who is this?" ask the Shafiqah.

"Aaaah.. It turns out that Lo is still alive Fiqah? It's me Sarah! Do you remember guekan?" the woman who called her name Sarah.

"Sara? Where is sarah? Ooh Sarah's a rascal?" ask the shafiqah again.

"It's true Fiq, it's me! How's Lo Fiq doing? I thought you were dead because of that accident. Luckily Fariz told me you were alive, so I got your number from him too" said Sarah, whose tone he was very pleased with.

"Gue's fine, I'm alive too! Oh, Lo, how's it going? Aah I'm kangen same you deh," replied Syafiqah, who looks like he was also happy because he got a call from his old friend.

"Then we meet yuk? Where we used to hang out, you remind me?"

"Diclub Motorsport? Are you still racing cars often?" ask the Shafiqah.

"Yes really! You just come, you'll be alone, okay?" reply Sarah.

"Okay then, I'll be there tonight!" reply to Syafiqah again.

"Goody! See you there, okay?"

"OKay! Then I close up Bey"

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