2 Flower Stalks
character recognition

Hanafis

very handsome man, pure white skin, statured

the height of each word spoken is very polite. It works in the company

his parents' legacy.yes.his father and mother died 6 years ago.

Still imagined in Hanafi's memory at that time he was sitting

on the bench smk exactly class 2. The morning was very clear Hanafi weather

preparing to seek knowledge, he achieved a black bag with a classic accent of dark blue

ala young man. He opened the zipper just check the schedule of lessons that will be

he took it, of course he prepared it first last night. There are 3 inside

a small book and 3 large package books as well as some stored stationery

in the dark blue box it looks like his accent bag. Hanafi was a student

who is diligent in his class he always gets a rank 1 every year. It too

the only child in his family, no wonder he had to study hard because of a

when later Hanafi will be the heir to his father's company that has been pioneered

start young. Of course he did not want to work his father all this time just lost, just like that,

at least in the hands of Hanafi later the company can be more advanced and

has many branches.

In Hanafi school became the idol of many students because of his face

handsome, there is not a single student who does not know if he has heard the word

Hanafis. The most handsome, smart and rich students. In that classroom

quite spacious, the walls are painted clean white, in the corner of the room there are shelves

storage of books or anything that is privately owned, in every corner

each student's name was given.

Hours after the lesson began, Hanafi looked at each chapter that was delivered,

suddenly a boisterous voice from outside the classroom sounded like the voices of some people

running with pretty hard shoes. Sayup-sayup is called Hanafi

called repeatedly, he turned his head to look behind the glass windows 3 people wear

neat black suit. Hanafi knows one of them, he's Sun's secretary

trust his father, as well as his right hand. I don't know how long he's been

working with his father since childhood Hanafi already knew him very well.

 Mr Sun? why he's here what he's doing here. Hanafi muttered deeply

hearts

The door hinges opened, 2 people with Mr. Sun spoke

to the teacher who had read the material. The face of the teacher became

he looked at Hanafi. Mr. Sun who had been silent before his door

walk slowly towards Hanafi.

What's the matter, actually? in a low and polite voice Hanafi asked Mr. Sun

 '' What's the matter sir, why are you here?''

Mr. Sun with his low voice and pajama face, in sight

his hand was already

the strong clenching was also a grain of cold sweat visible on his forehead. With

the unstoppable move, Mr. Sun, retractedly said to Hanafi.

''we have to go home now young master, there are things that are not

can I explain here.Let's come with me those who will bring the goods.

you later ''while pointing at the 2 people in black suits who were with him earlier.

 Without a second thought Hanafi followed in the footsteps of Mr. Sun

walk in a hurry, down the cool and silent school hallway. Of course

because at this hour teaching and learning activities are ongoing. At

hanafi's parking lot saw the white car his father used to drive to the office,

Next to him was a black-clothed man opening the door at the exact moment

Hanafi. Hanafi stared at Mr. Sun ''papa has returned sir'' complete with

what a sweet smile.

Mr. Sun just fell silent and raised his hand slightly

while pointing at the car door that opened politely with the expectations of the master

the young man could get in the car immediately without saying much.

What should I say to the young master now, what if he can't accept everything, what

what will happen later? Mr. Sun's mind is not necessarily directional while

walk into the car.

Hanafi came in and saw no one there, he

entering and sitting followed by Mr. Sun beside him, the car had already driven by

fast poking the streets are quite lengthened.

''Young master, I hope you can be patient, me and also

the team has been trying to find information hopefully all is well'' not yet

hanafi replied, Mr. Sun has continued his sentence

''I'm sorry for the last information I got on the plane

the one raised by mister handoko and mrs Rima lost contact and could not be in

make sure his whereabouts now'' Mr. Sun sighed long as if heavy

delivered the news.

Hanafi who was looking at Mr. Sun's face listened carefully to what he was trying to explain. The more he listened to the explanation the more changed the face of Hanafi.

Now her face was pale, scared and sad into one .

''the plane's final position was over the sea at the time of the strike

08.43 WIB with altitude that continues to swoop down, until now the pilot and

co-pilot has not been able to contact again young master, I hope you can

be patient.'' Mr. Sun turned his head with an anxious face towards Hanafi.

Papa mama were you all right, a week ago you promised to take me on vacation

Europe after my exams are over in 2 months, you guys are going home right? What

I'll do without you guys, you're all I've got...Oh God, I beg you

save my parents put us back together...

Hanafi bowed miserably, his silent tears began

berlinang wet the cheeks, school clothes that look neat did not escape from

wet the tears. He cried he couldn't say anything just to pray

in his heart, his parents are fine.

The car entered a large gate along a neat grass green area, in front of it looks a magnificent house with 3 floors, the paint is predominantly gray and white.Just in front of the house there is a small garden

complete with beautiful colorful flowers and well maintained, of course all that

the services of the Hanafi home gardener, Mr. Sardi he called him. 10 years sir

Sardi is credited with caring for the garden in the house, he has become like an uncle

Hanafi for his kindness.

and take you wherever Hanafi goes, while Mbak Risna, mbak Fatimah

and Miss Ririn who helps inside, cleans up

home, washing and tidying clothes, cooking and responsible for

all the housework there. They are all like family

for Hanafi he and his parents never distinguished their position, even

they are also often invited to vacation together to just unwind their work.

Hanafi got down from the car, he circulated his gaze forward

his house there already looked bustling sobbing heard from

his aides, some office trusts and 3 cops are there

there. He walked slowly away from the car his gaze shaded because it was full

tears, Over time the shadow of the people in front of him faded and’’

bruukk’’ Hanafi unconscious. In the view that is beginning to disappear

some people ran up to him and all looked black and

gone.

‘’huuuh..huuh.astagfirullah why I dream it again’’

Hanafi tried to regulate his breathing, cold sweat visible on his forehead.

Yes dreams about the incident of his parents' accident that has not continued to repeat. Of course he can't

stemming tears when dreaming of the incident, his heart was sad and sick

when remembering.

Hanafi circulated a glance in his still-looking room

dim with lighting sleeping lights next to the bed. Sayup-dyed sounded

the sound of dawn, he immediately woke up from his place wearing fur sandals

gently on her feet staggered into the bathroom while wiping her tears.

After the bath did not forget Hanafi took water wudlu to

immediately perform the prayers of dawn, pray for his late parents and also

pray for his activities today. Yes. today is the day that.

historic for Hanafi, he will marry a village girl not far away

from this new home. This house is still in his place 2 months ago, he

selling his parents' house and building a new house on the outskirts of town

still cold air. That's all Hanafi did because he didn't want to dissolve in

sadness about the departure of his master, which even 6 years have passed .

Put it on a prayer mat to worship, prostrate and

humble yourself before the Creator. At the end of the prayer he sat down

rest, give the hand, and hope all mercy and forgiveness in prayer.

‘’God may You forgive the sins of my parents, put

they are in your jannah. Make me

be a person who is good at thanking You for Your blessings and always be in Your way

God, today I want to stop a woman from perfecting

my faith, may You spread everything, may he be the best

for me, my life and also my future children.aminn’’.

Hanafi stood up and tidied up his alphabet on his back

next to the couch. He sat quietly looking at the suit he had been since last night

he hung it in front of his closet.

Insha I'll stop

our relationship today, may you be the best woman for me. I love you

with all your advantages and disadvantages.

With a sweet smile Hanafi imagined her beautiful face

wrapped in a white kebaya dress that he had given yesterday, his smile

the sweet one complete with her dimples.

Tok.dok-a.tok..

‘’mas.apa mas Hanafi is up’’

‘’eh yes mbak,.sudah..a minute I down’’

Hanafi's daydreams instantly crumbled to hear Risna's voice

who wakes him up every morning.

Aahh just bother you mbak, oh yes has it all finished downstairs? Hanafis

get off the couch and walk open the door

Still seen mbak risna down the stairs, he immediately turned his head

upon hearing the door of the room open and seeing Hanafi come out.

‘’eeh..new bride is up’’ while looking

Hanafi with a seductive smile.

‘’duh mbak Ris apaan si.., not yet agreed,’’ cheek Hanafi

redness and smile shy’’ how mbak all ready for delivery?’’

‘’hehe.ya but it still mas, just count at the end of the day

so the newlyweds.., it's ready all the mas just left. Look at it in

under all breakfast is also ready,.’’mbak Risna smiled with pride

because all the work is done while going down the stairs to the room

the meal.

There is already a fatimah and Ririn's book that has just been

serve breakfast.

‘’Den here breakfast first, so it's not too late

departures’’

‘’iya bude, you guys also come to breakfast yes it is ready

we leave with’’ Hanafi walking and sitting in the dining chair while

looking at the face of Ririn's book, she was already like her own family.Ririn's book

I don't know how many years it's been with the Hanafi family, since Hanafi was

small he works there. Bude used to call Hanafi because of his age

who is no longer young.

That morning everyone had eaten breakfast with a humour

teasing Hanafi is certainly his who will soon have a wife. Likewise with

mr. Tono and Mr. Sardi also spent their breakfast at the front post next to the gate .

There's not much Hanafi has prepared this time, he doesn't want to

making a fancy party in the building, all the events in the series are simple in

the bride's house. He just invited his office staff

some employees to attend the agreement, do not forget Mr. Sun also participated

ushered in the event that morning as the guardian of Hanafi.

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