2 Flower Stalks
New car

Insha did not care about the car keys that hang in front of her face, she now even hugged Hanafi in excitement.

"That's fast, dear.."

"What's..."

Hanafi was confused by Insha's question.

"Even I just told you this morning.now you've given me a car and you told me to start learning to drive tomorrow.so soon.."

" Why.you want to put it off.Say when you're ready to start.."

"Eehh no dear is not so. I'm just surprised.I'm ready to start tomorrow.."

It had been spoiled on Hanafi's shoulder.

"Then hold this.it's yours now..."

Hanafi gave the car keys to Insha.

"Thank you dear.I love you.."

Insha smiled brightly and landed a kiss on Hanafi's cheek.

"That's just a sign of your gratitude.I'm not enough with just a kiss.."

grinning thinly at Insha now.

Insha who understood the meaning of the grin just giggled softly, then a few seconds later Hanafi held the tiny body of Insha towards the top floor.

As he climbed up the stairs Hanafi looked a little breathless.

"Your little body is heavy as well apparently.."

Insha just laughed and wrapped her hands around Hanafi's neck tightly as if she didn't want to put it down before she got to the room.

Hanafi also laid Insha in bed, overpowered Insha's body, then launched various activities that had been delayed earlier this afternoon.

Until the activity they do make the temperature in the room AC it becomes warmed, sweat pouring from whose body. And even long nights they pass until midnight.

*

The morning has arrived, Insha and Hanafi do their respective routines. They finished breakfast this morning. Then immediately went into the room again to prepare for Hanafi's departure to work.

Insha was still seen preparing Hanafi's suit and briefcase, after a few minutes a new Hanafi emerged from the lower floor carrying something in his hands.

Hanafi carried some paperbags in his hands, with some familiar logos on the paperbags.

Clothes again.just a few days ago buy clothes.mas han already bought again..

"This insha..."

Hanafi raised the paperbag high in his hand.

"Other clothes, baby...I have a lot of unused clothes.."

"Yes I know.but this is for you to learn to drive the next few weeks.remember just to learn to drive.you can't wear it out of the car except when you're with me...I don't want anyone to see you with this.."

Hanafi took out his jeans from one of the paperbags he was carrying.

"Malanaa..."

Insha seemed surprised by what Hanafi brought, because he never wore pants when he had begun to enter his teenage years. Everyday and wherever he always wears a long skirt complete with a hood.

"Wear this.this will make it easier for you to learn to drive.you will be difficult if you wear a long skirt like that later.this is only for a while.and do not wear these pants carelessly Insha..once you're good at driving then you can wear your long skirt again.."

It was a wonder Insha stared at the pants but after hearing the explanation from Hanafi he also understood the intention of Hanafi to buy him jeans. Insha just nodded.

"And this is dear..."

Hanafi seemed a little hesitant to say it.

"What darling.."

Insha furrowed her forehead staring at Hanafi.

"There are two dresses in this large paperbag.choose one..."

"There are two reasons why I should choose one..."

insha's head was filled with question marks.

"Emm.iya because the only one belongs to Salma...Kriss chose all these clothes, and I asked him to buy you both a dress with the same model..."

"Emm..one has Salma's sister yes.if I like both colors how..."

"Darling.I'll buy you again later.that's just one dress.I'll buy you more if you want.again you also often buy your sister clothes before..."

Insha smiled and picked one of the paperbag dresses.

He studied it is exactly the same model only the color that distinguishes.

"Oh yes dear.Can I ask you again this time.."

"Hemmm.yes, I already know where the money is.."

"Hehe..you understand very well my way of thinking dear.thank you for understanding me.."

Hanafi embraced and kissed Insha's forehead slowly.

"Yeah..only for this time and the next few months right.it doesn't matter to me.after that it will all be over soon..."

Insha picked up the brown envelope that was in Hanafi's hand that was hugging his waist right now. Take it by pulling a little rough.

He tried to open the envelope and peek inside.

"They're just as dear as the moon was yesterday..."

"Hemm.alright.."

*

Hanafi gave a nominal sum of money to Salma as his second wife.

He feels responsible and has an obligation to provide a living for him.

Since the incident at the hospital, Hanafi and Salma never again met except with Insha who accompanied. Hanafi did not want the events like before to happen again.

Every month Hanafi always told Insha to give his living to Salma. Hanafi also did not cover up the amount of living he gave. All with Insha's consent of course.

The amount of money given is much different from the amount received by Insha every month.

Insha was not at all concerned about it all, for him this will make his brother's life better without having to work hard after father's death.

He can also save for his wedding expenses in the coming months.

As in this house, no one knew about Hanafi's second marriage to Salma. Likewise, no one there knows it, when Insha and Hanafi often visit there residents just stare at ordinary relationships like brother, sister and sister-in-law who look quite normal.

*

Insha had changed clothes because Hanafi asked for it.

Hanafi is quite fascinated by the appearance of Insha who now, looks fashionable like the city girls in general that he meets.

hmmmm...Kriss I told you to pick out clothes that are as ugly as possible.Why do you even make my wife more beautiful like this...

Insha looks uncomfortable wearing jeans that he has never worn at all. He was seen several times covering his legs with his hands.

"Darling.why are you looking at me like that.."

Insha looked a little embarrassed by Hanafi's gaze.

"Whatever you're wearing you look really pretty baby.Thankfully the one I hired to teach you was a woman.I could just quietly leave you with her.."

"Don't seduce me anymore.Just tell me I don't deserve to wear this..."

"Don't really love I'm not lying..."

Hanafi glanced at the watch he was wearing."It's already 8 o'clock baby.ayo quickly I have to go to the office immediately.I'll introduce you to the person who will teach you.."

"Well baby ..ayo.."

Insha grabbed a large paper bag containing one dress and a brown envelope containing money in it that he would give to Salma.

They joined hands down the stairs, there was already a woman standing at the door to turn her back on them, she was wearing a uniform that looked foreign in Insha's eyes.

Insha's mind captures that uniform as a driving course agent uniform.

apparently it was a woman who would teach me.In fact she has come so early.Why now my heart feels pounding yes...

Hanafi and Insha arrived at the doorway, a woman in front of him turned around when she heard the sound of footsteps behind him and bowed politely to the two.

"Include yourself.."

Hanafi said without looking at the girl, he was still engrossed in looking at Insha beside him while smiling incessantly.

"Okay sir....My name is Alnaina Miss can call me Nana.I will teach you to drive from today..."

Nana seemed to give her sweet smile to Insha who was in front of her.

Seriate...