Secret Admirer

"Calm down my wife, how could I let you get into trouble just because of a black tape." muttered a man hiding behind a wall while watching Zia, and smiled to see Zia smiling.

The man who is proud of his college alma mater who proved himself to be a final semester student, looks handsome with tan skin, sharp nose, tall and sturdy body and a bit muscular maybe because he is diligent in exercising. while Zia and Sasya went straight to the campus multipurpose warehouse where the Ospek took place. Zia put back our clothes and shoes and put her mukena and sandals in a separate plastic bag and put them in the bag, as did Sasya.

"It's ready and complete, sis." said Sasya excitedly.

"That's right, so don't worry anymore," said Zia with a smile.

Then they sat listening to speakers explain about the campus, vice chancellor, dean and also the lecturers concerned in their respective faculties.

"Are you complete?" asked a man rebuking Zia when Zia's ribbon was missing earlier.

"You have." Zia answered with a slight bow because she didn't like having to look at people who weren't close to her.

"Good." said the man with a faint smile, then went to check on the other students.

"Insolent he dares to stare at my wife so intensely, next time I will give a small reprimand... hemmmzzz ...." Said a man who had been watching Zia.

It doesn't feel like Kezya will finally finish his ospek period and become a student at IAIN, after his experience a year ago failed the agribusiness major in Bangka, and now he has succeeded in the BKI entrance exam even though it was his second choice, before PAI but Zia feels very grateful .

"Subhanallah, what blessings from Allah have I lied so that this morning I can hear the sweet voice of someone who is reading the holy verse of the Qur'an that can win hearts." said Zia muttering to herself.

"What are you talking about Sister, it's cool to talk to yourself in the morning, how about this afternoon?!" asked Sasya angrily.

"Younger sister I only heard the sound of Surah Ar-Rahman chanting which sounded calming," answered Zya.

"Oh, yes sis. is our senior who reads, maybe she is one of the best qori on this campus." said Sasya with a rather serious face.

"Apparently he likes a man who can read the Koran, okay I will learn to be a priest worthy of my wife," said a useful man himself from behind a tree adjacent to Zia.

"Now it's 7:25 pm, let's go to class, the lecturer will be here soon." Sasya said.

"Come on." Zia said walking following Sasya to the classroom.

In the class there were other friends who were also waiting for the lecturer, they shook hands as usual to all the students in the class as a good Muslim, and then sat back in their respective seats of choice.

"Peace be upon you, and Allah's mercy and blessings." said the male lecturer who had just entered.

"Waalaikumussalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh, sir." the students answered in unison.

"Okay, my name is Muzzamil Latif, as a conflict management lecturer, I'm 27, I've only been teaching as a lecturer for 2 years, one hundred fiancées.

"Well... why fiancé?"

"Well think single"

Those are some student villages who admire Pak Latif.

"Regarding the learning process in my courses, you only need to be serious and punctual in doing the assignments that I made and you can relax as long as the assignments are completed." said Mr. Latif firmly.

Zia was just busy listening to all the complaints of her friends while her mind was drifting somewhere, from earlier looking forward but her gaze was blank, because Zya felt she missed her mother.

"What's your name?, why daydream when I explain?!" asked the lecturer, who did not know his name because he had been daydreaming for a long time.

"Eh... I'm Kezya Sir. Can I help you, sir?" said Zia who didn't realize it made the lecturer angry because Zya had not heard the introduction before explaining.

"Okay class leader please contact my wa number I have written on the blackboard, and you start tomorrow don't take conflict management courses if you will only daydream in class" said the lecturer.

"Okay sir, sorry...." Zia said looking down in a sad voice because of regret.

"So innocent and melancholic." The Tampa lecturer mumbled for anyone but a stalker behind the window to hear. Then leave the class.

"Begitu polos dan melankolis." Lecturer Handsome mumbles for anyone but the stalker behind the window to hear. Then leave the class.

"What is this deck, his father is angry," said Zia to Sasya.

"Ma'am, are you daydreaming? I thought you were focused on the future, you know you were daydreaming. Are you okay, sis?" said Sasya.

"Yes, dek hemmm.. let's go home, we have another hour later this afternoon." said Zia languidly then walked home to the boarding house with Sasya.

"He's crazy to have the heart to scare my wife like that, he doesn't know that yesterday when someone made him uncomfortable during my examination, I injured his leg, now what should I do for the new lecturer who has made Zia feel guilty, hey? ... hmmmm." said a man thinking about what he should do to rebuke the new lecturer.

Now Zia and Sasya stop by a food stall to buy side dishes, while cooking their own rice. Zia buys kale and 1 chicken thigh while sasya only buys pindang fish after that they go home, the distance from the boarding house to the village or food stall is not too far, they prefer to walk while exercising, he said even though he brought a motorbike but didn't use it if he is not in a congested state or very lazy.

"Eat a lot dear, don't forget to open my gift after arriving at the boarding house later." muttered a man who was squeezing a long black dress while looking at Zia from afar and of course Zia didn't notice.

"Sister, there's a package for you, the box is too big," said Sasya, calling for Zia.

"The package from whom, mother didn't tell me to send the package," said Zia feeling strange.

"Just look sister, but there is no sender's name and only writing for the manager," said Sasya.

"Okay I'll check." said Zia and then left the room after wearing a knee-length hijab with long pants.

"Please Sister. Kezia, my autograph." said the woman.

"Thank you, ma'am." then Kezya just signed it and brought the medium-sized box into the room, the same size as the gift she received on her birthday 1 year ago. Zia is surprised.

"Who sent the package, I've chatted with Mum, Dad, even my cousins ​​but they said no one sent the package here, was he the one who sent the gift containing the riddle message, or maybe he is my secret fan." Zia mumbled feel dizzy thinking about it and conclude it yourself.