2 Flower Stalks
Season 2 A new beginning of Insha's life

Insha lived her days cheerfully, she was free everywhere and met anyone.Only within 2 weeks of her moving into her rental house, he knew the people and neighbors around his house.

His cheerful and friendly nature is able to make anyone easily close to him.

Her beautiful parasites also made many young men approach her, but Insha did not necessarily accept every invitation of the young men.

Although just chatting, accompany the streets in the village, or even invite him to go out and eat.

Insha always rejects him for all kinds of reasons. It was also difficult for him to know the man near him.

He prefers to walk alone or with small children who like to play in his yard, or with village girls to just entertain his boredom at home.

In recent days Insha knit a small black and white hat out of woolen thread. A new science that he got from the village girls he met.

The hat is small round with a slight wavy at the edges. Also inscribed on the front of the hat was an initial "K".

" This hat might be good for Khanza.."

without realizing it, Insha gave her attention to Khanza, she always thought Khanza was just a baby and she knew nothing about all this. That's what makes Insha's heart slowly open to Khanza.

2 days ago even Insha bought cute shoes for Khanza who she met at a store in one of the alleys near her house. He felt that hating Khanza was a mistake, considering that he was just a tiny creature created because of the unwillingness of the people around him. And maybe it's also God's destiny to bring the little baby Khanza in this life.

But Insha did not intend to go there, to the main house which would certainly meet with Hanafi her ex-husband. Why did he only buy and knit the hat for Khanza but did not intend to give it.

Insha hung the hat in the air, the hat she had just finished working on. Insha looked at the hat.

"It's funny.it looks like I want to make it again..."

"Yes really funny.you're very smart to make it Insha..."

Prass's voice suddenly filled the room. Insha deliberately sat in the living room, he left the door open so that cool air from outside could enter and breathe it directly.

Insha was amazed by the sound and almost dropped the hat she was holding.

"Jeez..Why are you this sister.always appear suddenly...

and yes where your car is.I didn't hear it at all..."

"Hahaha.I love your startled expression.it looks so funny...."

Prass walked up to Insha who was still sitting in her place, then pulled out the hat that Insha held and lifted her up high.

"What is this.hat..it's so small.you're talented too...K..Who K...."

Prass looks to gnash his forehead thinking whose name is started with the letter K.

"Khanza.is this hat for Khanza.."

Prass now looked seriously at Insha.

"Heemmm.it's for Khanza..."

insha answered, he now tidied up the remaining wool and knitting tool in his lap, he put it neatly in a box on the table.

"Do you intend to go there..."

"Absolutely not brother.yes exactly I just want to make it..."

insha replied with a sinister look.

"Hehe.I think you're starting to miss your ex..."

Prass tried to laugh lightly, to be honest he was worried about what he said just now. That Insha longs for Hanafi and starts wanting to see him again.

"It's crazy, yeah...."

Insha stood up, wanting to walk towards the kitchen that was still visible from the living room.

The house that Insha occupies is a minimalist modern style, not too large only consists of a living room, kitchen, bathroom, and one room. Surely the house is wide enough to occupy one person only.

Prass tailed behind Insha, heading towards the kitchen as well, he threw the tiny hat haphazardly on the sofa.

"Insha..."

"Hemm..kakak Want to drink what.teh or coffee.."

"As far as you are.but don't you want to ask me what I'm carrying this Insha..."

Prass held a white pouch in front of his face, wiggling a little.

"Hemm.what is it..."

Answer Insha who has started pouring hot water in a glass, while glancing at the bag that Prass carries.

"Dry fried chicken..."

"Really.."

Insha immediately turned her eyes to look at Prass with her sparkling face.

"Yes, of course.have you eaten..."

"But hearing fried chicken I was starting to get hungry again..."

Insha tried to mask her delight by stirring a glass of tea in front of her.

"Then take this and eat it.I specially make it for you.and yes.you fry it again before eating it yes so that it still tastes good...."

"Waahh.kak Prass who makes it himself.really..."

"This is her tea, brother..."

"Hemm..thank you.your tea is always delicious..."

"Hemm..all teas are the same kali kak..kakak has not answered what kak Prass can cook.."

"I'm serious In. yes of course.indeed who will cook me every day for 2 years in cairo.I don't even have a wife..."

Prass puts the bag in the kitchen, right next to Insha making the tea, and then follows Insha again towards the living room.

"yes.yes.yes.yes..I know.we are single now...hahaha.."

insha answered while putting the glass of tea on the living room table.

yes..maybe will be a couple after this.if he will accept me anyway..

prass murmurs in the heart.

"Loh brother Prass was here with a bicycle...."

Insha looked out and saw a motorcycle with a model of a fairly large and tall Men's bike, making anyone who rode it look dashing, he said, moreover, Prass' tall and handsome stature with his large body made him very suitable for the bike.

"Heemm.yes I brought a bicycle.I think it is difficult to bring a car with a terrain like your village road...Eat In.Try it must be delicious.I specially made it for you..."

Prass picked up a glass of tea and went out and sat on the terrace.

"Of course I'll try, brother..."

insha replied a little yelling, because Prass is already on the porch of the house.

After that day, when Prass had learned that Insha was divorced from Hanafi. Prass often visited Insha there, Prass who met all his needs. He sometimes visited by carrying several pockets of various needs Insha.

And that's also what Prass does, drinking tea or coffee on the terrace of the house Insha. He does not want to arise slander later, if they chat for sure Prass will invite Insha out. Given Insha's status, it's also because there's no one in her house.

Insha had eaten half of the fried chicken that Prass had brought. Then he approached Prass on the porch and sat quite far away from him.

"What a son of your fried chicken feet..."

Insha said with a blinking smile.

"Of course.I specially made it for you..."

prass replied with a sweet smile at Insha.

"Hehe thank you, brother..."

Prass didn't answer he was silent for a moment, apparently thinking of something.

"Insha..."

"hemm..what's up, brother.."

"Do you intend to give the hat to Khanza..."

prass asked who was starting to seriously look at Insha.

"Yes.more precisely just an intention.I don't want to go there anymore.indeed why..."

"I can help you.give it directly to Khanza..."

Insha was silent, looking at Prass with questions.

"Are you going there, Prass..."

"Yes.I'll go over there and bring the hat to Khanza..."

insha was very happy at that time, he could give it to Khanza who was just a wishful thinking, although not directly, at least the hat reached him.

"Bring her here.I'll bring her..."

Insha did not answer he immediately took it, also the small shoes he had bought 2 days ago, Insha put them both into a small paperbag, then immediately handed them to Prass.

"Will brother Prass be there now.."

"Sure.I'll be there first ..then just come home to my house..."

"Sorry, brother.I am troubling you.Send my regards to Khanza ya..."

what does not make this person I love...

prass murmurs in the heart.

That is also what Prass always does he never linger there visiting Insha, he just deliver some of his needs and make sure Insha is okay. After that Prass immediately went home. Although the distance he traveled quite far to the house of Insha, but he was willing to go back and forth to visit Insha there, just to see the beautiful face of the woman he adored now.

Prass put the glass that had run aground on the terrace table, then grabbed the paperbag that Insha gave.

"All right.I go first yes.keep yourself well...I will be here again tomorrow...hmm.if there is anything you want to eat again.or there is something you need maybe..."

"No brother Prass all that you gave me is too much..maybe even be enough for the next week.thanks for my brother Slalu helped me.Thanks also for the fried chicken..."

Insha said to Prass with a sweet smile.

"Isn't that the duty of a brother.yes, take good care of yourself..."

Prass was a little silent in his place fixated on Insha's sweet smile, before he regained consciousness and sauntered off on his bike. He waved at Insha as a farewell, and the bike disappeared from view.

Seriate....