Although Alana is gone, her legacy lives on in her successful business and inspiring presence in the community. Although she is no longer around personally, her passion and expertise in managing her business is still reflected in the sustainability of the bookstore she built.The management team, led by Johan and some of Alana's loyal friends, has carefully implemented the principles and values that she instilled in the business. They maintain the friendly and relaxed atmosphere that has become the bookstore's trademark, and continue to organize the cultural and literacy events that Alana has built.Although they were faced with strong external pressure from Lisa's development plans, they remained steadfast in their belief to maintain the Alana legacy. They looked for creative ways to attract new customers and expand their base, while still maintaining the values they believed in.Alana's expertise in managing a business is not just limited to the financial aspect, but also in her abi
Although Alana is gone, her legacy lives on in the hearts of those who remain. In the bookstore that she once loved so much, the atmosphere of warmth and happiness was strong.On that night, as the friends gathered around the small table, they felt an invisible, but very real presence. They felt Alana's endless happiness, as her spirit always pushed them forward, and the love that never faded even though she was gone.In their laughter, sweet stories about Alana, and the unity they felt, they found true happiness. Because in moments like these, they feel that even though Alana is gone, her footsteps live on in every action they take, every word they speak, and every breath they take.That night, inside a dimly lit bookstore, Alana looked on from somewhere far away, smiling happily. Though she had left this world, her legacy lived on in infinite happiness, in the hearts of those she had loved so deeply.And between the glow of the lights and the sound of their laughter, Alana was at pe
The slightly cloudy morning atmosphere makes anyone still feel at home to wrap his body with a blanket. Unlike Raisa, the woman had to wake up early to prepare provisions for her husband to go to work.The sound of a four-month-old baby crying came from inside Raisa's house. The woman immediately went into her room."Don't cry anymore," said Raisa's husband. The man calmed his fussy son.Raisa, who was still busy in the kitchen, shouted to her husband to give the baby some milk."Honey ... Anya, give me the milk on the table," Raisa said with her hands deftly chopping vegetables. Her husband immediately gave a baby bottle filled with milk to Anya, their child."Oh... it turns out Anya is thirsty, honey." the husband chatted with their daughter. There was no more sound of Anya's crying. Raisa could finally cook in peace.Her deft hands move here and there to make provisions for her husband. Her enthusiastic face is reflected in the song she sings while meak."Is Anya asleep yet?" Raisa
It was late afternoon, but Arka had yet to show her face. Raisa stood on the front porch of the house. While waiting for Arka to come home, she played with her little daughter, Anya."Anya is beautiful, look at Mommy," said Raisa talking to her daughter.Anya, who is super active, can already lie on her stomach smoothly. She also has a habit of looking closely at her mother."So smart! Raisa chuckles at her little daughter's responseRaisa and Anya were busy playing on the terrace of their house. Laughter and jokes fill the afternoon."Why isn't Arka home yet?" Raisa looked at the fence several times."Anya misses you already? Do you want to play with me?" Raisa looked at her little daughter.The girl immediately replied while laughing loudly. Raisa, who saw Anya's development very quickly, felt grateful to have been given a happy little family.The sound of a car horn in front of the house surprised Raisa, who was playing with Anya."Unusually late." Raisa turned her head toward the
The noise of falling objects woke Arka from her deep sleep. She was startled and immediately got out of bed. Arka hurriedly looked at Anya's bed."Ah...thank goodness Anya ih sleeping," Arka rubbed her chest in relief.Arka came out of the room, curious about the voice that had woken her from a deep sleep."This must be Raisa dropping the pot," Arka guessed to herself."Honey?" called Arka to Raisa."Ouch Arka... help!" said Raisa softly.Arka was surprised to hear Raisa's call for help. She rushed to the direction where Raisa's voice was."Baby! What's wrong with you?" asked Arka with a panicked face.Raisa collapsed on the floor, clutching her sprained foot."What happened to you? How did you fall like this?" Arka panicked. He immediately took his wife to the living room. He sat her on the sofa, while straightening her sprained leg."Ouch, it hurts!" cried Raisa in pain."What's wrong with you, baby?" Arka asked again."That, I was going to get the pot on the top shelf. I forgot tha
Arka arrived at her workplace. She wasn't very excited, as her closest coworker wasn't in the office today."How come Restu didn't say she wanted permission today," said Arka, checking her cell phone again.Arka searched for Restu's name on her phone's whatsapp, but it was true. Restu hadn't sent her a message.Arka started to get nervous. She felt that Restu had left her. Even though Arka already considers Restu a good friend. Inevitably Arka sent a short message to Restu."Where are you Res? You didn't tell me you were going on vacation."Arka sent a typed message to Restu's WhatsApp number, hoping that her best friend would reply to her.While waiting to hear back from Restu, Arka worked on some of her not-so-much work. Designing buildings was a job that Arka had always loved. Many buildings have been built in the city where he lives from his designs."Hem ... what kind of style should I make? Do I have to come up with new innovations again? But then my work will keep piling up."A
Arka drove his car across the highway he was traveling on. The thumping music with the swinging bass made Arka's mood dance."I haven't had a party in a long time. This is great, you can wash your eyes," Arka shouted in the car.His momentary pleasure had made a great sin to his wife, Raisa. He was heartless and two-faced. Arka had the heart to lie to his innocent wife.The notification from Arka's cell phone rang. Arka hurriedly took the cell phone that was not far from her reach."You want to come here?" Arka glanced at the whatsapp message she had received."Reply or not," Arka muttered."Yes." Arka replied to the message briefly. A little angry with Maya, he intended to ignore her when he reached his destination.The car Arka was driving was traveling fast. The distance from Arka's house to the vacation spot she was going to took about four hours. For Arka, that was not a long time. The shadows of the party were already gracing her wicked mind.A ringing cell phone interrupted Ark
"Looks like Arka ignored my message," Raisa muttered a little sadly. His mind became frantic. She deliberately sent a message like that, hoping Arka would call and ask about Anya's condition. "I still can't believe that you would lie to me. Even though all this time I've given you all my trust," Raisa softly closed her eyes. "Raisa," Aunt Iyem held Raisa's shoulders. She knew that the woman's mind was not well. "Why Auntie?" Raisa turned her head. The old woman's gaze was very gentle. Like the gaze of a mother to her child. "Having a baby, don't think too much. You won't get good quality milk." Aunt Iyem reminded, while gently stroking Raisa's shoulder. "It feels like it's been a long time since I've had a touch like this," Raisa recalled her departed mother. "Thank you, Aunt Iyem, for being so kind to me." Raisa looked sincerely into the old woman's eyes, she was truly helped by her presence. "Think of me as Raisa's parent. After all, we've known each other for a long time,