The Journey of Love of the Monty Girl
Special Breakfast

From the eastern horizon there, orange color began to decorate the sky which is still dark ash. A sign of a new day has arrived to take us to do new activities or continue the work that was delayed yesterday.

Currently, the clock is still showing at 05.20 WITA. Naziah who still seems to wear a complete face. He had just moved from his seat on the prayer mat.

Yes, like the usual day Naziah will immediately teach after carrying out his obligations as a Muslim. After putting the scriptures he had just finished reading, onto his study table.

Then, he approached the window of his Mess room. To open the window and let the air still look clean. To enter and fill his room.

"Good morning, world. May it be with God's permission; today will be the best day for me, aamiin...!!!" naziah

When the window was wide open and the morning air was so cool immediately like scrambling to hit the natural beautiful face.

Feeling the fresh air that touched his skin. Naziah closed his eyes for a moment. While inhaling greedily the air to fill every cavity in his lungs.

After a few moments of satisfaction enjoy the fresh air that morning. Naziah left and planned to make breakfast for himself. After before, he took off his face and put it on the stand hanger in the corner of his room.

Because last night he put out a lot of extra energy against the thugs. Then proceed with blood donation to Rega.

Be that morning, Naziah wanted to recover his physical condition which was a little weak from fatigue. To be back energized and fresher. By making a breakfast rich in iron, copper and vitamins. Like making fried rice mixed with green mustard pieces and also a little slice of chicken sausage. And given a fried shrimp topping. Then, he plans to drink avocado juice for his food friends later.

After opening the refrigerator and looking at the contents. Naziah seemed to be smiling happily, as all the ingredients he needed were still available there. No need to go to the market or to the mini market to buy it.

Tok tok tok tok

Just now Naziah's hand was outstretched to get all the ingredients out of the refrigerator. Suddenly, the front door of his Mess sounded knocked by someone from outside. By force, Naziah also undo his actions and close the refrigerator again. Afterwards, Naziah stepped away to look and make sure. Who was the guest who came to the Mess this early?

Before opening the door, Naziah slightly opened the curtains and peeked out from behind the window of his Mess. To see first the person behind the door.

"Mr Devan...!" naziah said with a frowned, confused. When I see the person behind the door.

Ceklek, Naziah opened the door.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Miss Naziah" Devan said with a friendly smile.

"No, Miss. Thank God, Mr. Rega is fine in the hospital and nothing happened to him. I came here to deliver this, Miss." replied Devan explaining. Then show Naziah, a plastic bag that has been in his hand since.

"What is that, sir?" tanya Naziah stared at the thing.

"It's a special breakfast to restore your condition and stamina, Miss. Said Mr. Rega, "Maybe this time, Miss feels weak because last night had donated blood for her.". That's why, he ordered me to buy breakfast like this and deliver it directly to you. Please accept, Miss!" obviously Devan. Then ask Naziah to accept his Master's gift.

Because they feel bad, Naziah was forced to accept the gift of Mr. Rega entrusted through the Devan.

"alright. I accept it." Naziah said resignedly. "But .. actually, you don't have to bother like this, sir. Really am! Right now, I'm okay. The blood that was taken from me was only one bag. And ... with the reduction of one bag it will not make me limp, sir." added Naziah telling the truth as it is.

Because he didn't feel weak at all at the moment. He just feels a little tired.

"You could have said that, Miss. But, your face cannot lie. You look a little pale at the moment, Miss." Devan said honestly.

Yeah, since waking up from his sleep this morning. Until I meet Devan at this time. Naziah had not been able to look in the mirror to see the state of his face. Which looks a little pale. Although she felt like she was okay. Then, his face will look normal and ordinary as well.

"Oh ..really!!!" naziah said he did not believe it. " This is .. maybe, just the effect of the blood donation. In the afternoon ..for sure, my face will be back to normal again. Yes, I have to get ready first. Because it's office hours soon."

Naziah deliberately changed the topic of their conversation by circulating his view. Hinting at Devan; if the day has started to light up. Which means, it's already noon. Because Naziah wasn't wearing a watch. For that, he only relied on the environment for the sake of estimating the time of the time.

"Yes, Miss. Please prepare! I will also be at the office later. But before that, I need to go back to the hospital first. To make sure of you and have one of the nurses there to take care of him temporarily." Devan replied, allowing Naziah to get ready.

"Ep... Oh yes, I say thank you because you already want to bother delivering this breakfast yourself for me. And also, please convey my thanks also to Mr. Rega for his concern. If today I have time to spare; in shaa Allah .. I will visit him later." replied Naziah with a slight nod of his head. Then say thank you to Devan and also send a thank you to Rega.

"Thank you, Miss. And I'll give the Miss's message to you. All right, I'm sorry. Enjoy your breakfast. Assalamu'alaikum." replied Devan all resigned. And passed away leaving Mess Naziah's.

"Yes. Wa'alaikumsalam." replied Naziah.

After Devan's departure, Naziah again closed the door to his Mess. And exhale rough while staring lazy plastic bag in his hand.

Because of the bag, all his plans to make his own breakfast failed miserably. She had to eat the breakfast inside the plastic bag for now. In order not to be a redundant food later. And that plan, it's just a plan.