Kirana stepped through the doorway of their family home, the familiar scent of home wrapping around her like a warm embrace. Her heart raced with excitement as she called out, "Mom, Dad! I… I got the job!" 💪
Anisa, sitting nearby, looked up and smiled softly, her eyes reflecting a mixture of happiness and lingering melancholy. Kirana's parents rushed toward her, embracing her tightly. Pride and joy shone on their faces. "Oh, Kirana! We're so proud of you," her mother exclaimed, while her father patted her back with a beaming smile.
Though Anisa still carried the heaviness of recent events in her heart, she joined the small celebration. She helped set the table for tea and cakes, laughing quietly at her sister's animated stories about the interview and her first day at Yusuf's publishing house. The warmth of the family gathering softened some of Anisa's sorrow, allowing her to share in Kirana's triumph, even if her own heart had not yet fully healed. 😩
For that brief moment, the house was filled with laughter, pride, and the comforting sense of family, a reminder that even in the midst of personal grief, joy could still find its way. 🙂