In the morning around 4.30. WIB. Zia woke up to the ablution bathroom and performed the morning prayer with her mother at home, while her father went to the mosque which was near the house. After finishing the prayer, Zia also helped the cooking process in the kitchen, even though she did not cook a little, but Zia's food was very delicious.
"Allahulkafi rabbunal kaffi, qoshodanalkaffi, wajadannalkaffi, likulilkaffi, kafanalkafi, wanikmal kaffi, thank God" Zia hums as she prepares vegetables for tamarind.
"Alhamdulillah, in the middle of my heart, I heard you read sholawat, son," said Zia's mother, who fixed the slanted pan while frying the chicken.
After the cooking show, Zia and her mother, various kinds of side dishes, ranging from vegetable tamarind, fried chicken, tempeh, tofu, tofu rice, crackers and chili sauce were neatly available on the table, they just waited for Zia's father to come and have breakfast together.
Zia suddenly remembered that she had not opened the mysterious gift, Zia was sure it was not from her family because her mother or father would give her whatever she asked for without having to wait for her birthday, apart from Zia's mother and father. my father had a habit of giving alms to the orphanage as a gift. a form of gratitude and sharing to orphaned children.
Zia's parents always taught to share and help each other in goodness. While other families such as cousins, uncles and aunts are also similar like father and mother do not like to overdo things that smell worldly but if Zia asks her adoptive uncle for something it will be 100% immediately granted by them because they share the family of Zia's parents and Zia's late grandfather they are like real family.
"Dad going to the office this early?" asked Zia's mother as she was surprised to see her husband tidy.
"Yes, Bun, because that day there was an impromptu meeting at 9," said Zia's father, smiling at mother.
"Then let's have breakfast first." Mother said and they sat on the dining chairs.
"Zia, why are you daydreaming in the morning, kid?" said the father, surprised to see his son who just stared blankly.
"Eh… Dad… how neat… hehehehe why don't you daydream?" Zia said with a smile.
"What are you thinking, why don't you just shut up?" mother asked, filling a plate with rice and side dishes for Zia's father and then filling another plate for herself.
"Zia is just confused, Bun, yesterday Zia got a gift at the door, do mom and dad know about the gift?" Zia asked curiously.
"What gift, son, right, if you want something just say it, mom and dad will buy it?" Zia's father said asking for mother's approval.
"Yes my daughter, after all, you yourself said that you can choose what you just said to your father or mother what you want so that what happened 10 years ago doesn't happen again." said the mother with a bit of caution fearing that her son would return sadly remembering the events of 10 years ago.
"Yes, Bun." Zia said while looking down with a wry smile looking at the plate that already contained rice, chili chicken, and tamarind vegetables.
Mom coded dad with a wink so her husband could comfort Zya and not get lost in her sadness, because her mistake in speaking made the doll look a little sad. then the father who is sensitive to the situation immediately invites Zia to talk.
"Don't be sad son, continue eating, Zia wants to make mom and dad sad too, dad doesn't have to go to the office and just stay at home Ama mama and Zia at home?" said Dad, with a sad face. He would do anything to make his son smile.
"Zia, it's okay, dad and Bun, let's eat. Dad has to stay at the office, poor dad, if dad doesn't work and goes bankrupt, how do you feed his wife's children, I'm sure Zia likes to eat snacks, like Zia...," said Zia, who was back cheerful.
"But Zia has to promise that she won't be sad anymore, you can see that your mother is also sad, right?" said Dad, looking at the mother and Zya alternately.
"I'm sorry, son Bun reminded Zia earlier," said Zya's mother sadly and regretfully, even her eyes were filled with tears.
"Bun, it's not wrong, Bun don't cry... but if we both cry, it's a pity that dad is confused who has to calm down first...," said Zia then hugged her mother who was beside her.
"Don't be sad, why don't you just hug the two of you, don't invite dad." said Zia's father with a frown on his face.
Then father and Zia hugged Dad at the same time and they smiled again and continued to eat breakfast.
When Dad went to the office, Mom went to social gathering and the monthly shopping was almost gone, Zia was busy looking at the mysterious gift, and pacing like a scrubber.
"Open or not?, open or not ..., open." said Zia from earlier while blooming rose petals to get an answer, accompanied by pacing in her room like a fool, even though you can just open it.
"Well why open anyway." Zia said because the last rose petal that was picked ended with the word open.
Finally Zia opened the city slowly and was surprised by its contents.
"Bismillahirrahmanirrahim, how come my diary 10 years ago that was stolen can be here, and a red dress that is luxurious and too revealing, and a complete set of jewelry consisting of necklaces, bracelets, and earrings that look expensive and shiny, this seems to be very suitable for a lunar couple. honey, who gave such a strange gift?, and it looks like a scroll of letters that looks like it's made of bark." Zia said that the contents of the gifts were strangely one by one, because Zia felt that the person who sent this gift must have had the wrong address.
Contents of the letter: Barokallah fii umrik, you are mine....,
black roses turn red.
Zia was just surprised how that person got to know Zia's diary 10 years ago, and what was that red dress for, like that person meant to return Zia's book but left a complicated message, Zia didn't understand what she meant... or maybe the person had the wrong address. ... said Zia then Zia massaged her head which was a little dizzy thinking about who the gift was from and what the message meant. Zia wonders why just having a gift can make her dizzy and her head hurts a little, whereas usually Zia only gets a headache if Zia forgets to eat and Zya doesn't eat breakfast and besides that it's only 10 o'clock where Zia might be sick because she was late to eat, after the dizziness subsided.
Then Zia looked for a novel that she hadn't finished reading yesterday because she remembered the novel her father had just bought yesterday, Zia chose to ignore putting the contents of the gift in its place and put it in the cupboard, then Zia focused on reading the novel and didn't want to bother with riddle messages. it just makes his head hurt.