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With Zahra's pain coming out of the cursed apartment, her tears kept flowing as the night passed.
Zahra dropped herself on the bed on the floor of her room, sat leaning on her knees and hugged her tightly.
Then he got up and took off the jacket he was wearing, his eyes were looking at the jacket with annoyance he threw the jacket on the floor.between sick and angry Zahra like he still felt the scent of the man's body, and he felt the smell of the man's body, the man who had destroyed his future, as if still hugging him.
Zahra looked at her body in front of the mirror in her room, she felt dirty, very dirty.looking disgusted at her.His joy had been stained there was nothing more precious than a Zahra, she said, the village girl who went wandering for a dream she wanted to capture.
Zahra passed to the bathroom in her room to clean up, the pain still afflicted her.
Zahra lay herself on the bed, looking up at the ceiling of her room, regretting the bad luck that befell her but not making things good.
If only he still had a family, there might be a place for him to complain.if he had no desire to leave, he said, perhaps this kind of state never happened.only the regret and despair he felt at this time.Tired of his cries finally Zahra fell asleep.
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The next day, Zahra awakens to open her eyes to collect lives, hoping that last night's events are just a nightmare that will disappear when she wakes up. But no, he realized that this was real and his tears were back flowing, sliding on his smooth cheeks.he passed cleaning himself and preparing for work.
I wish that last night was just a nightmare that would disappear when I woke up. I'm ashamed I'm afraid I can no longer look at the world with my head held up proudly. I hope when I come out later when my skin is stung by the sun, able to make me back up my head to look at the future. I hope when the wind hits my face, I will rediscover my pride. I waited for the rain to fall on my body, to purify me again.
His hands outstretched open a nightstand drawer beside his bed, grabbed a box and opened it. His fingers reached for a photo, a picture of his mother and a picture of a man. a face he had never seen before that he did not even know where he was.
Yes, he was the man who brought him to this earth.his fingers back outstretched to take an envelope containing a letter. I don't know what it contains. a message that he must convey to the owner of the face.
"Zahra, you must be strong!" said in front of the mirror cheering himself on. "no event or events happened without God's intervention." Zahra claims to himself, "whatever happened yesterday forget it, remember every event must bring wisdom." fight against the fear in him.
Zahra set off for work on an electric motorcycle owned by Dea, her only good friend. Beautiful girls with dimples, clean skin tend to pale, pale,with straight hair that always said sweet sometimes sounds a little alay but able to make the listener laugh and quite understand that Dea is a good girl.
Unlike the Zahra who has an ayu face, jet-black hair long waist wavy, very beautiful.split skin, and lentic eyelashes that frame her beautiful eyes. natural red lips that are always decorated with a sincere smile that is able to make anyone who sees it will be charmed.
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Zahra arrived at the cafe where she worked, with a little nervous her feet stepped into the cafe.there was fear she walked while looking down and
Bugh...
His body pierced the body of a man in front of him, he rubbed his forehead and the man turned because he felt his back pushed.
zahra looked up and in front of him a handsome man was standing.he is Aldi, the owner of the cafe. boss who is always good to all his employees, Aldi considers all employees like friends. The perfect!!!
"Hey... are you okay??? "asked Aldi as her outstretched hand touched Zahra's forehead and was countered with a clumsy smile by Zahra while nodding faintly.
"Zahra, if the road does use feet, but still his eyes in use according to their function." his great-grandson again with a joking tone while smiling.
"i yes, sorry sir, I was moaning." replied Zahra nervously. "excuse me sir." Zahra passed while bowing and slightly bowing and was nodding his head back by Aldi.
Zahra walked quickly without turning her head, however, she was just a new employee who had not even three months working at the cafe.
Uftt..
Tumben really, the boss was nongol early in the morning, usually also a bit bad luck, Zahra satin.
Aldi looked at the girl's back
and smiling whether what is behind the smile is only Aldi who knows (but the author knows more 😃).
Aldi shook his head as he realized, "hhhh, what I thought," he muttered but could still be heard by the girl behind him, whether since when Dea was standing there.
"For the boss" he said.
Aldi jumped "ehm.." aldi cleared the jitters.
"Morning, Dea," he continued.
"In the morning, did you dream of the boss?" Dea chattering
"you're late for Dea, not today you're scheduled for pickets, are you?" aldi squinted his eyes,
"huh! ..
the picket??
Late???
"usually this hour sir, what try to picket the cake of SD children only, after all, the father who is parted," his great-grandson did not want to be wrong.
"That's proof, Zahra's first time." Aldi pointed with his chin.
Dea turned to the direction that Aldi the handsome boss pointed at and good, "Zahra, the tuh child," he said again. "That's an example of dea, you're a model" Aldi insisted!!!
"issh.. his side that brings new employees, lest...." Dea paused her speech and raised both eyebrows. Dea passed by rather quickly fearing the boss of the rampage because of the unfortunate morning joke.
Aldi raged "Dea, keep the attitude," he shouted again so that it could be heard by Dea who was getting away.
***
In the back in the employee's locker room, Zahra stood pecking, until the moment someone's hand patted her on the shoulder from behind.
"For Zahra, howling?" sapa Dea
"For De, I don't dream about not focusing enough." Zahra smiled, hiding her sad look.
Dea realizes there is something strange about her best friend, her eyes look at Zahra's usually cheerful face and realize that the girl's eyes are swollen.
"Zahra why are you? how are your eyes gini? you're out of nagis? are you sick?" Dea nodded with a question.
"I don't papa dea, last night I cried because I missed my mother until
overslept, don't worry." with his soothing smile Zahra replied Dea.
"yes, if that's the case, buruan yuk cafe will be open again." Dea clasped Zahra's hand walking together
I can't tell you anything about Dea, I'm sorry I don't want you to be burdened by my problems, let me keep this wound myself.
Zahra quickly wiped away her beautiful flowing tears on her smooth cheeks unbeknownst to Dea who was walking beside her.
Unknowingly, there were a pair of eyes watching Zahra's movements, and the two girls continued their work.
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to be continue...