Unanimous

RESUMING

One year since that empty day.

Zayn began to work on life. Although he did not stop at all chasing Wiya even though he never knew where wiya was . His life goes on, though not as it usually does.

As per Mama Wulan's ultimatum one year ago, Omelate Food is now falling into Nikki's hands. Nikki actually really did not want this to happen, but it turned out that under his leadership everything was going very well. Many new branches in various cities and abroad. Nikki's educational background in business is very useful in this family company.

Mama Wulan lets Zayn wake up and realize his own dream. Slowly but surely Zayn began to pioneer his business in the field of Graphic Design. Although only one year old, IQ Media, the company of his dreams, already has many talented Staff and designers. Countless illustrative works have sold expensively for several well-known brands and entertainment industry needs.

Even if his heart doesn't change, he's waiting for the same person. But not physically. Zayn who usually always trim hair and shave the fine hairs on his face, now he let the hair a little long stretched out, the fine hairs on his face no longer he shaved. Although it looks mature but does not reduce its charisma, as if describing the appearance of true art actors.

That night after attending an annual carnival program of the local government using his company services, Zayn drove his car to the mirror hill area. The place where two years ago he forced Wiya to come with him. Zayn parked his car and went up to the 3rd floor, where all that remained were memories that Zayn might have remembered.

Zayn swept around the open room, quiet. No table was filled, just Saturday night two years ago. If that year he accidentally rented an entire table on this floor, and tonight maybe the same date fell on Monday so the cafe looked quiet and the 3rd floor was completely uninhabited.

Zayn ordered a cup of ginger tea and sat down exactly at the table where two years ago he could stare at Wiya in front of him. It is still clear in his memory the innocent face of the little girl who to this day has not wanted to leave his mind. The girl who made him fall was heartbroken the first time.

"What are you now, Wiy ? It has been two years in fact your shadow has not faded in the slightest" he muttered while sipping warm tea, inhaling the aroma of ginger from his glass returned the wishful thinking while inhaling near the scent of Wiya's breath that night.

"Where the hell are you, Wiy ? Everything is still exactly the same here, the wind is also still very cold, the difference is now I'm just alone, no you whose nose can I pinch the pinch ? "

The second question dragged his memory of the events of the next year. That night when she expressed feelings felt so beautiful in her memory. Maybe Wiya even remembers the night one year later, when they were happy to celebrate the first Anniversary and will make further plans for their lives.

The night when the red rose withered. Zayn recalled the fatal mistake that was the answer to why the night that was supposed to be the second Anniversary was only commemorated by himself. Didn't she have given a beautiful reflection about passing the wedding anniversary as a family ?

***

While in the country sebrang, Wiya who had begun to busy with her study activities returned to the residence she rented not far from the campus. Wiya studied hard to keep the scholarship she got. The target date is at most only 3 years. That means that in less than 2 years he has to get a Doctoral degree.

Although it is only one year, Wiya has designed a dissertation proposal and has developed a plan in which direction the research will be. In fact, he has started pioneering while developing his business plan to be increasingly able to compete in the global world. The presence of a little angel in her life makes Wiya feel her life more colorful.

Wiya laid herself on a soft mattress in the room, not a large, small but quite luxurious and very comfortable residence, Wiya left the window of her room open, his heart could not lie that his brain was remembering something to coincide with today's date.

He let his wishful thinking float on the roofs of the city building he was staring at. From his room on the 21st floor, the Twin Towers, the icon of the country of origin upin-ipin was clear and more beautiful when viewed at night.

Once again his mind he let travel and catch a shadow that has never gone from wishful thinking.Then he took his phone, after one year, this is the first time Wiya made a post on his social media account.

Magical view from my room. Good night, you. from Kuala Lumpur.

So the caption he brought on the photo he uploaded. Wiya need not be afraid because he has made sure Zayn and his entire family will not be able to read the post.

Then Wiya threw herself down and ignored all the incoming notifications from her photo upload just now. Wiya instead pressed the Home button so that her phone returned to the front screen, then she pulled the curved lines from both corners of her thin lips as if to return a smile, seeing a innocent face without sin from the photo that became the lock screen of his phone.

"Wait for Mother to come home, Yes dear."