Ada Cinta Abang Courier
this is too much

arriving at Zahra's home then entered his room. He put the Dimas gift package on the nightstand, looked at the package with a smile. Then he rushed out of the room to berwudlu and joined the others in the musholla to perform the ashar prayer.

after finishing the prayer he went straight to the kitchen to help Ms. Yulia prepare a menu for dinner later. There is also Ambar's mother, she is a substitute assistant who takes care of the children's home if Yulia's mother is busy or out. Indeed the orphanage of Kasih Bunda is not too big. It consisted of only ten young children. The average age is still four years to twelve years old, while the adult there are four people and one of them is Zahra.

after all the tasks in the kitchen were completed, Zahra was allowed to return to the room. He can't wait to open the gift package from Dimas. But he was very surprised when he entered his room the package was in Tiara's hands.Yes in the room there were two beds and there were two nightstands.one for Zahra and another for Tiara. Zahra did share a room with Tiara. Likewise with other orphanage children they also share a room.

tiara was sitting on her bed holding the scissors ready to open the package.

" uh uh uh. Is that mine? Zahra rushed up to Tiara and was about to seize the object, but Tiara swiftly brushed Zahra's hand away.

" who said? if it's in my hand it means it's mine " replied Tiara ngasal. Unbeknownst to her, Tiara admitted the item that was not hers.

" Tiara give it back. it's mine" . Zahra tried to grab it but Tiara climbed on the bed and jumped down and ran outside the door carrying the package. Zahra ran after him.

" what the hell are you chasing after like a kid?" accidentally when coming out of the door Tiara hit Yulia who was walking, and the package was thrown in front of Yulia.

Tiara was about to pick up the package but since Yulia was closer, Yulia took it first.

" who's this? " asked Yulia while lifting the package and asked Zahra and Tiara.

" have me mom! " and Zahra answered, immediately Zahra came to Yulia and was about to take the thing.

" if this is yours, then why did I see Tiara carrying this thing? " . Ask Yulia full of search.

Zahra was silent.if she knew for sure Yulia would scold Tiara. Zahra's unbearable nature is now beginning to be seen. He just bowed down without looking at Yulia.

" Can Tiara explain it to you? " Yulia stared intently at Tiara.

" sorry Mom, it did have Zahra. earlier I just wanted to know what it contained. But Zahra refused it. Therefore I took her running out ". Tiara replied.

" what is Zahra? " ask mom Yulia.

Zahra just nodded.

" next time don't repeat Tiara? it is not good to take something that is not ours especially without permission. understand!. now you follow mom. there needs to be the same you" yulia then gave the package to Zahra and she left, followed by Tiara from behind.

" Alhamdulillah "Zahra rubbed his chest while giving thanks.

in Zahra's room opened the package.His heart was pounding guessing what the contents of the package was. All this time he never wanted to accept the gift of anyone except having this Dimas.

after the black plastic package has been released on the inside there is still a buble warp that wraps the package.

the buble warp that wrapped a gray box was released.

slowly Zahra opened it.

eyes wide. A white branded bag, on top of which was folded a soft glamour white veil, and on top of the fold of the veil was a blue-eyed hijab brooch surrounded by a small white gem. it looks so beautiful.

" yes, what is this? it's an item that must be very expensive.I can't possibly accept it. pity Dimas. He works every day to slam bones, surely his parents expect a lot from him.the money that should be given to his parents but instead he bought something that is not important like this. I have to give it back" . Zahra murmured.

but before contacting Dimas, he was curious about the price of the goods given by Dimas.

Opening the orens color application, then one by one the item in the photo.

how surprised Zahra was when he saw the price listed.

" Two million for the price of this bag? " Zahra clenched his fingers into his mouth.

then he continued to photograph the veil and brooch.

the veil cost two hundreds and the hijab brooch cost five hundreds of thousands.

Buru Buru Zahra switched to the green application.he searched Dimas messages a few days ago hopefully not yet deleted, because Zahra did not save the contact.

Zahra opened a Dimas chat room, where the owner of the number was online.

Nervously Zahra's pretty fingers began to type one by one a series of arranged words, then she looked at the results of her writing. So next.

just suddenly. " Dertt... Derttts...Derttt. "the phone rings. There is a profile photo of the owner of the number. Zahra knitted her eyebrows.Yes, of course, she was astonished that she was the same person but with different contacts.

slowly he raised the watsap call.

" heaven.. Assalamu'alaikum "Zahra begins his call.

" waalaikumsalam "heard a greeting from across the phone.

" Zahra it's me Dimas. How did you open the gift package from me? do we like it" asked the caller.

" he did I open it. Is this not too excessive mas? " ask Zahra in a soft voice.

" what does it mean? " ask Dimas.

" this item is too expensive mas, it's a pity the money. mas Dimas can use the money for important purposes only" .

there was a little noise across the phone.

" it's not how much Zahra is, even if you want I'll give you more than that" he said later.

" no mas, mas Dimas doesn't need to do all this. I'm not who Dimas is . Better mas canister money for the future mas Dimas" Zahra's face looks sour.His hands feel very cold. He was afraid that if anyone knew the Dimas' gift, people would say matre. Being seen from the one who gave only a courier brother.

" i'm sincere with Zahra, just accept it. I'll be very happy if you want to accept it" Dimas tried to convince Zahra.

" i want to see Dimas tomorrow, can Dimas? work breaks are fine" Zahra said

" hmmm. yes it can. tomorrow at the corner of the street of the orphanage . We meet there. At the cafe. do I need to pick up? ask Dimas.

" no need mas, it's close to the home.I hung up, assalamualaikum" he said then he hung up.