OLD LOVE HAS NOT BEEN LOST (CLBK)
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After going through a series of tests and having to accept the fact that he did not pass the SIM A, now Dipta comes again to try his luck again.

This was his third time coming after the first and second tests failed. This time he was more confident because he had learned from the mistakes that occurred in the first and second tests.

Early in the morning around 08:00, he had already come to the office of the Administrative Maintenance Unit. He has also prepared his requirements such as photocopies of ID cards and physical and spiritual health certificates that he had previously requested from the local health center.

He took the form and filled it out, because he had not passed twice so he was not charged again in taking the form and about an hour later he was called to take the theory exam. He was also faced with a computer on whose screen already listed questions related to various types of traffic on the highway.

About an hour later, it was finished. Now he is waiting for the results of the theory test with a sense of caution. Luckily, he finally passed the theory exam. After that he took the practice exam, he also used a car that had been provided previously by the officer.

Practice exams include incline and derivative tests, back and forth, and others. He did not wait long to receive the test results. Thank God he graduated. Now he is waiting for a call to the counter to complete data such as signatures, fingerprints and photos.

About an hour later, he finished carrying out a series of SIM-making equipment. Now he is waiting for his name to be called and takes his SIM A.

While waiting, Dipta seemed to be getting bored. He was also very thirsty and hungry because he had not drunk or eaten in the morning. Arrested thirst and hunger it is to wait for his SIM so.

Suddenly someone sat next to him and gave him a bottle of mineral water. "Drink first Dip," the father scolded. The Creator looked to his left. It turns out that the person sitting next to him is Mr. Herman. The guardian of his class when he was in class XII first.

"Mr! Oh, God, Mr. Herman. Healthy Sir?" Dipta was very surprised to meet Mr. Herman here. He hugged Mr. Herman spontaneously.

"Alhamdulillah healthy Dip," Mr. Herman also returned Dipta's embrace. "What do you make SIM here?" ask Mr. Herman again.

"Bikin SIM A Pak, because I need to be a driver," replied Dipta innocently. Mr. Herman scrunched his forehead and asked, "What do you want to be a driver?"

"My personal driver ustadz sir,"

"Are you busy all this time, Dip?" ask Mr. Herman again because he is still curious.

"I help you guard your shop Pak while opening small study guidance" said Dipta.

"Oh yeah?! Great you can have tutoring. I, who was a twenty-year-old teacher, had never had any tutoring. Haha," said Mr. Herman with a laugh.

"Not great sir, after all only the children of neighbors who became his students," said Dipta with a smile.

"Lha continues now your work also wants to increase meaning huh? So the driver's ustadzmu,"

"Yes sir,"

"May your life be more blessed Dip," Mr. Herman sincerely prayed for Dipta.

"Thank you for your prayers sir. May Mr. Herman always be given health by God. Aamiin, "Dipta prayed for his teacher.

"Aamiinu. Oh yes Dip, you are still interested in college? Because this year SMA we began to get scholarship quotas from several public universities in Indonesia," said Mr. Herman.

Dipta felt these few days like the clove-loved shoots had arrived. He was hoping to add his savings to college. Unexpectedly Ustadz Irfan came to offer him a job as his personal driver especially if he wanted to go to lectures out of town. Then today unexpectedly met Mr. Herman and gave information about the scholarship. Indeed, the help of Allah is real to every believer.

"Still sir, I still really want to go to college. Therefore, at this time I am trying to collect a lot of money for college sir," said Dipta spirit.

"Yes, hopefully there will be more information, usually six months before the opening of campus registration there is information and if there is definitely I will contact you. I'm asking for your HP number, right?" pinta Pak Herman while taking HP in his pocket. Dipta immediately gave his HP number, then Mr. Herman called Dipta.

"Save yes Father's number" he said.

"Yes sir" said Dipta.

Hopefully there is a way for him to go to college, thankfully he can get a scholarship so that automatically the expenditure is not too much.

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Dipta already has a SIM A and it has been conveyed to Ustadz Irfan. He also asked Dipta to try to bring his car to the city and take him to one of the department stores in the middle of the city. Then the day after tomorrow before dawn, he was assigned to take him to the Bogor area. Because he had a call filling a lecture in the rainy city.

Arriving at the house of Ustadz Irfan, he was welcomed by Ustadzah Mila, his wife, and also Alya his youngest child. Ustadz Irfan was still in his room changing.

Now they only live in a house of three even though Ustadz Irfan actually has four children.

That's because her first child, Aisya, was married about six months ago and brought her husband to Jakarta. Because her husband works there.

Then the second male, named Fajri, was two years above the Dipta. Now, Fajri is studying at one of the public universities in Yogyakarta.

Then the third Miya, she is still in 1st grade High School. But since graduating SD, it has entered the pesantren in one of the regions in East Java. He rarely came home either. His return was just a holiday and a semester break.

Well, only the youngest Alya who is still in 6th grade SD. The distance between Alya and Miya was very far, it was because Ustadzah Mila felt it was no longer possible to have children because she was four heads at that time. But it turns out that God said something else. God gives a child a fortune at a young age.

Ustadz Irfan was finished changing clothes, then he invited his wife and child to get into the car immediately. Not to forget he also gave the car keys to Dipta.

Dipta also opened the car and took a position on the steering wheel. Followed by Ustadz Irfan who sat next to Dipta. Then Ustadzah Mila and Alya sat in the middle bench.

They immediately went to the city center. Sukabumi City is still friendly with the name of congestion. Only at certain hours it is not a traffic jam that is difficult to decompose. Unless it's just a creeping solid.

Sukabumi City is still cool even though the sun is stinging but the wind is breezy bringing coolness. The people are friendly, some of them do not hesitate to smile even shake hands even though they are not familiar.

The streets of the city center are indeed quiet because the workers have not returned from their place of work.

About 20 minutes later, they arrived at one of the largest department stores in Sukabumi City. Dipta was asked to accompany Ustadz Irfan and his family into the department store. Although Dipta initially refused to join but Ustadz Irfan forced him on the grounds he needed his help later.

Dipta thought Ustadz Irfan wanted to buy daily necessities such as rice, eggs, soap, shampoo or other kitchen needs but it was not. Because they turned out to be more frequent shopping of daily necessities at the neighboring stalls. Unless what is sought is not in a neighboring shop, then he bought at the nearest department store or mini market.

They don't want to shop but just go to lunch. They headed to the 3rd floor where the food court was located.

They are also looking for a seat in the no smoking area. They asked Dipta to choose what food and drink menu he wanted. He refused on the grounds that he had eaten. But again Ustadz Irfan forced him.

"Eat Dip, when we eat you do not. Later people see judes to me, I guess dzolim do not feed you. Haha..," joked Ustadz Irfan.

"Okay Ustadz, I pesen siomay just like sweet tea," said Dipta with a smile at the joke Ustadz Irfan.

"That's dong. Yes, yes, my wife ordered it first" said Ustadz Irfan, asking his wife to go and order their food.

Then Dipta also circulated his gaze to the surrounding food court. Many visitors who still wear uniforms Junior High School or High School. He then noticed a high school student he saw from behind. It's like he knows her.

The high school student is white-hooded and wears a light purple backpack patterned with cherry blossoms. At first he was alone, then came a man in high school uniform as well, bringing him a bottle of cold-looking tea.

Dipta was really curious about the woman. Who her?

Before long the woman turned to her right side and it was clear that she was SHAKILA!

Created to narrow his eyes to ensure that what he saw was Shakila and true, he was Shakila.

Why did Shakila come here with a man who was clearly not her muhrim? Is he lying and playing behind the Creator.

The creator felt disappointed. She thought Shakila was a good boy. He did not expect that Shakila turned out to dare to walk alone with men.

Worrying, what should he do? Should he meet Shakila right now? Or should he wait until later tonight he meets Shakila?

His anger is no longer stifled! Jealousy burns his chest!

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