
Zyva's father's funeral was held even though it was night. After everything was done, Zyva returned to her house in a very ruined state. He could not cry anymore because he had already shed a lot of tears.
He opened the door of his house. Lonely and very quiet, that was what he now felt. "I cannot dissolve in sadness" he said encouraging himself. "I have to make you proud of me. I am Zyvanna Ray. Dear daughter Ray Pratama's. I have to be successful like what dad told me." murmured Zyva braced herself.
He went into his room and rested. Today was really a very tiring day for Zyva. But Zyva still has to live his life tomorrow, even if only a piece of kara.
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The next day, Zyva's house was filled with neighbors who came to worship and comfort Zyva. Many offered to let Zyva stay in their home for a while. But Zyva politely refused and said that she would be fine.
After the neighbors came home from Zyva's house, he began to clean up his house and some of his father's belongings. Clean up his father's closet and store some important data that he will one day need.
While the goods - goods that are still feasible to use, the plan will be sold. Zyva plans to sell Zyva and her father's house for the past two years so that he does not dissolve in sadness when he remembers his father who is struggling in pain.
As Zyva collected some of the items she was about to sell, she heard the door of her house being knocked by someone.
"Choover... Are you inside?" asked someone outside while repeatedly knocking on Zyva's door.
"Iyaaaaa." cried Zyva and opened the door for her guests.
Adrian was standing at the door and smiling to see Zyva opening the door for him.
"Sir Adrian" said Zyva looks less like the arrival of his guests. How not? If Mr. Adrian is the son of the owner of the foundation, it means he is the stepson of Tina, Zyva's biological mother.
"Didn't you let me into Zyva?" ask Adrian.
"Please enter sir, I will make you a drink" said Zyva who then walked towards the kitchen.
"Thank you, Zyva. I was very thirsty after traveling here." replied Adrian who then sat on the living room sofa.
I want it to taste Zyva put poison in the drink that he will serve for Mr. Adrian. But Zyva expressed his intention, because he thought that Mr. Adrian must have nothing to do with the behavior of his biological mother. Finally Zyva brought drinks for Adrian.
"Please drink it, sir." said Zyva while offering drinks to Mr. Adrian.
Adrian immediately gulped down the orange ice made by Zyva made Zyva shake her head.
"Thank you Zyva, your brew is so delicious and fresh" Adrian said.
"Do I want to bring it back?" tanya Zyva is stale.
"Oh, no need Zyva. I came today to ask you how about my offer yesterday. Did your father give you permission?" ask Adrian.
Zyva immediately shook her head. "My father didn't give me permission. So I declined your offer, Mr. Adrian." Zyva's reply stunned Adrian.
Adrian did not think about Zyva's refusal, while others were racing to enter Gelora International High School and they were willing to pay whatever it was, Zyva even refused a scholarship offer from Gelora International.
"Where's your dad? Can I meet him? I myself will ask her permission so that her daughter can go to school at Gelora International" said Adrian who still has not received a rejection from Zyva.
"Go home, Mr. Adrian, my father was gone last night" said Zyva.
"I'm so sorry, Zyva" said Adrian. Adrian began to guess nebak, now Zyva must be living alone because he did not see the figure of the mother in the house Zyva or in some photos stuck in the living room.
"Thanks Mr. Adrian. If there is no other need, go home immediately. I want to clean up the house." said Zyva, who kept pushing Adrian away.
"What if I help you pack the house?" adrian asked himself.
"No need, I can do it by my self." replied Zyva made Adrian more amazed with Zyva. He was very sure that the girl in front of him must be a smart girl.
"Then I will wait for you here." Adrian replied. "Your house is very relaxing for me" he said again.
Adrian doesn't want to come home from Zyva's house. He leaned his body on the living room sofa of Zyva's house.
"Huh, that sucks." Zyva grumbled as she left Adrian. He now tidied up some stuff in his room while thinking where he was going after this.
He never knew his father's family at all. After finishing the whole thing, Zyva started to go to the kitchen to cook her lunch regardless of Adrian still relaxing on the sofa.
"Hemmm, are you good at cooking?" adrian asked who suddenly stood behind Zyva because he was tempted by the smell of Zyva cuisine.
Zyva was silent and did not answer Adrian's question. He continued to finish his cooking and ignored Adrian.
"Zyva, not a day with you alone makes me more amazed with you," said Adrian making Zyva more careless.
"Sir Adrian, what do you really want?" ask Zyva ketus.
"I don't mean anything bad to you, Zyva. I'm just offering you some help. I'm sure your father would have wished you a successful woman later on." explains Adrian, who continues to force Zyva to accept her offer.
"Don't take my father's name, I'll rethink your offer. Now go home." said Zyva, expelling Adrian for the next time.
"You have so much Zyva, now is the time for lunch. You've cooked too. So I'll have lunch here with you." Adrian replied as he pulled up the dining chair and sat down without feeling guilty.
"Why are you so troublesome, Mr. Adrian." grumbled Zyva who then prepared lunch for Adrian.
Adrian smiled at Zyva who still remained with his jutek looks. Although he had only met Zyva twice, Adrian somehow felt he had to protect Zyva, especially Zyva's father is now dead.
Now they both have lunch together. There was no conversation between the two. Adrian himself really enjoyed the cuisine of Zyva which he thought was very simple but the taste was amazing.
"Can I add more?" adrian asked without embarrassment.
"Basic is shameless" said Zyva, taking rice and side dishes for Adrian again.
"That's really delicious Zyva. I will often visit you to eat with you." praise Adrian while eating again the food that Zyva has taken.
"Just boy. Is my home warteg? This is the last time. It can run out of my money if Mr. Adrian continues to eat with me." replied Zyva still with a thin tone.
Adrian again just smiled at Zyva's answer and his tone was still ketus.