
Dira snapped from his sleep. The dream came again. Three times the dream came to greet him. Dira did not understand what the dream meant. Dira got up from his bed, and gulped down the water that was in the glass. Time shows at four o'clock in the morning, Dira rushed to the bathroom, cleaned himself, and then taught before the morning adhan reverberated.
After finishing with his morning activities. Dira immediately went to the kitchen to make breakfast for everyone.
" Good morning, Mbok."
Sapa Dira to Si Mbok who has been with his parents for a long time.
" Morning is Not Dira."
Welcome Mbok with a distinctive smile on his old face.
" Mbok, as always, let Dira just cook. Okay?"
The Mbok who is very friendly and loves Hanan like his grandson also gave two thumbs up, then did other work.
Dira was still cool in the kitchen, when Luna came to him.
" Good morning, Ra. What are you cooking?"
Luna pulls the chair at the dining table. Pour some water and then gulp it.
" Cooked vegetable soup, corn parchment, fried fish and sambel. You want another one?"
" I'm helping ya."
Dira nodded. Finally that morning Dira was helped Luna prepare breakfast. They talk lightly.
" Sir, I dream that again."
Luna stopped the movement of her hand that cut the meatballs to put in the soup.
"Then you haven't seen that guy's face?"
Dira shakes. And refocus on the fried fish.
" I had such a dream after I finished praying istikharah, Ma'am. I also don't know what dreams mean."
" What a dream you have, dear."
We looked at the source of the voice. My mom is behind us. Seriously looking at my face. Dira calmly told her dream. In his dream Dira was sad, and sat in a garden. His heart is not okay. But a male figure whose face was faint, approached towards Dira, and stroked her head. He hands her to Dira. And invite Dira to a comfortable, shady place and Dira feel happy there. Then Dira was jerked from his sleep.
Mama Yasmin who heard Dira's story just nodded. Mama looked at Dira's face.
Dira thought a little.
" It doesn't seem like it, Ma. His stature is different from Mas Alby's. Dira thought it was Dad. But different too. It seems like that man is young too. Not like Dad."
Food is now available at the table. Dira goes to Hanan's room to help Hanan get ready for school. Mama and Luna are still in the dining room.
" Lun, maybe that's a sign that Dira and Alby can't be together. How did mommy think of ya."
Mama Yasmin talks to Luna who is making tea for Bram and also papa Haidar.
" I don't know, Ma. But if according to Luna, it's just a dream, just a sleeping flower. So mom doesn't have to think about it."
Mama Yasmin smiled, and each of them went into the room.
Dira came down with Hanan, who was already in a neat state with her school uniform. Dira was neat and would go to his shop.
" Good morning, everybody.."
Greetings to everyone at the dinner table.
" Morning, Honey."
Reply Oma Yasmin. And Haidar's opa ruffled Hanan's little hair.
" Morning hotshot, Mami."
Luna also chimed in. Luna is currently on leave from her job. They also eat quietly.
" Hanan, go with Opa."
Opa Haidar said to Hanan. Makes Bram frown.
" Why's your car, Dek?"
Dira looked towards Bram.
" Dira's car is still the same Zaidan. Maybe it's still on the road, if you wait for Zaidan, Hanan will be late."
This time, Mama Yasmin answered. Make Bram look at Dira with a question mark.