End of Story (Rey & Rena)
ASC episode 68

Al can not be silent, he was on the way home to his apartment, he stopped in front of his favorite cake shop ex-wife, did the flowers still often there?

al tapped his hand on the car's steering wheel, watching the shop still open even though it was 9 p.m..

Al was curious, he opened his car door, he,

he had to ask this who knew it would be a clue, though,

"good night sir, there's something we can help you with" a woman of that age greeted Al,

Al smile.

"i'm looking for a cake"

"is there a birthday? " ask the woman

"ah no, it's for my son, he likes cake"

"well, over here, sir"

the woman showed me the right-hand display, some of the cakes looked so cute, it was designed for children, Al smiled again,

" the pink one, ma'am"

"well." the woman opened the glass of the cupboard and brought the medium-sized cake, which was,

"what sayings to your daughter sir? "

"just write the name _juliana wijaya_ "say Al dogged

the woman smiled, though,

he scratched the melted chocolate on the cake, and wrote the name of his daughter there, so professional.

"is there anything else" said the woman again,

"ah yes, sorry Mom, the usual mamah who bought the cake, but some time I lost it"

al's tone weakened, the shopkeeper's woman noticed him, alif took out HP in his suit pocket, and,

"have you ever seen this woman, she's my ex-wife'

the woman grabbed the HP alif, "sorry sir may be closer" Al nodded, the woman frowned, remembering something, remembering something,

"what are you, Mr. alif? " say the woman

Al flabbergasted, where did the shop owner know?

"yes I am alif"

"sir may not remember me, but lady flowers often buy cakes for master, she said to her husband, I remember very well, she said, make a cake that says happy anniversary to your 3 wedding that Miss ordered"

Alif was silent,

yes, before the war between her self and flowers, a few days ago they celebrated the 3rd anniversary of her wedding flowers giving her cake to the office, a few days ago,

"right mom, I still remember, if flowers ever come in the near future"

"yes sir, but I remember the lady was not with the master, I don't know who the man was, but as she looked rude, I saw her yell at the lady, so as to immediately choose her cake"

alif stared at the cake bearing his son's name,

"what exactly happened to the flower?? " he muttered in his heart

"sorry sir, maybe it was about 4-5 months ago, the lady was scared, and just as long as she chose the cake, she also had eyes that were as moist as long crying"

"does mom remember that guy"

"yes he is tall almost like a master, white, there are sideburns like the Turks are so"

Al nodded, he could not feel who the man was, "may I ask for help mom? "

"as long as I can help you"

"this is my business card, I ask for help, contact me quickly if flowers visit"

the woman nodded, though,.

"may the lady one day come, I'll tell you soon "

Al smiled, paid for the cake he ordered, thanked him, then went home.

_ little flashback _

Al found a pregnancy test in her room bin, she was looking for the paper she had thrown away earlier,

Al smile.

he saw his wife daydreaming on the balcony of her room, it was night she was still outside,

Al hugged the flower from behind, but the response of the flower so made Al wonder, the flower was very surprised, probably because of the effect he daydreamed, the flower away, his face looks pale.

"are you surprised..? sorry" Al smiled, watching his wife's face,

the flower simply nodded, Al approached her, but the flower instead retreated

"don't get near mas please"

"are you sick deck? your face is pale"

the flowers cried, causing Al confusion.

"dek what's up? you got a problem? here's the same story"

Al know, some months he was busy going back to Singapore, he only had time to communicate with his wife.

"i'm pregnant" said the flower, but her eyes glare, the tears in her eyes are full, ready to slide again

"that's good, isn't it, Juli's gonna have a sister, I want her" flowers shook her head,

"but I'm not mas"

Al furrowed his brows,

"are you not ready? " Al thought so, maybe the flower is not ready to get pregnant, and his treatment is the effect of her pregnancy

"i don't want to mas. I don't want. "the flower shook his head he cried again, Al spryly hugged his wlapun flowers had time to fight but Al did not let his wife loose, Al did not let her,

flowers crying loudly, squeezing a T-shirt on her husband's chest, Al clenching her, stroking her hair and her wife's back giving her tranquility..

until a few minutes passed, and the flowers looked calm, still a little sobbing from his wife, Al tightened his embrace, throwing a rough breath, still heard a little sob of his wife,

"we come in, it's night, rest it. " said Al to the flower, maybe if it improves the flower will tell the story as usual,

flowers wipe away the tears on her cheeks, stretching her embrace, she just walked towards the room, leaving Al alone on the balcony.

Al smiled, the flower behaved strangely when pregnant July first, at least Al know a little about pregnant women.

Al tidied up his work desk, he would also go to sleep, after seeing his daughter already asleep in his room, Al went straight into the room, turned off the main light, his wife was already asleep as well, Al went straight into the room, Al approached, lying next to him, staring at his wife's face until she fell asleep as well

**

the night passed, Al was disturbed because of the movement of his wife, seeing flowers still sleeping, even though the clock had pointed at 7 am

Al hugged his wife, and flowers woke up..

" let's get ready, I'll take a day off work and check the vehicle" Al asked, stroking his wife's hair

the face of the flower stiffened, though,.

"what if Al knew, my gestational age was already two months ' whereas she was not here last month, she was almost a full month in Singapore" the flower thought, he looked dreamy until surprised by Al's kiss on his lips

"mas... don't get close" the flower released the kiss.

"let us *main* before leaving" Al stroked his wife's arm, but the body of the flower trembled, and,

"mas I feel weak and nauseous"

Al chuckles, though,

grabbing his wife's cheek, she kissed the flower forehead "well, pregnant mother, I won't force, I'll take a shower and get ready okay"

flowers nodded, seeing her husband enter the bathroom, she cried again

"mas how do I say it's all the same to you? "

His HP rang, the man's phone flowers quickly rose, he went outside his room

"too long anyway? " said bram

"you know I'm home again, there's our Al in the room"

" i don't care" bram replied indifferently

"what do you want? " ask flowers

"the night I came to my apartment okay, no reason, remember I could've killed your son and husband" bram just hung up his phone, flowers crying again, and, his head rested on the HP he held, he was depressed really..