Let Me Fall in Love
25. Initially, Hampa Kedama Kaget

Ibu Sekar felt relieved after getting news that the children had arrived safely at the Puput house at nine o'clock in the evening. Now you can start sleeping quietly.

The house feels deserted by all her children. There was only Bi Ela accompanying at home. There are drivers and some employees who stay in Mes. Not worried about security. CCTV installed in every corner. But one less, lost a interlocutor. Usually the middle room becomes a place to relax and talk with Aul and Ami before going to bed.

This afternoon was unexpectedly the arrival of Haji Romli who is famous as a shepherd. The widower who was just left by his wife died a year ago was blatantly expressing the intention to propose. And the shepherd became the ninth person that Sekar's mother gently rejected. There is no intention of getting married again.

Morning greet. It has been almost a week that Ibu Sekar did not take care of his rose garden. Moreover, this weekend, which usually starts at ten o'clock is already crowded with visitors who average bring family. And the rose garden has always been a spot for visitors to take pictures.

Mumpung not yet opening hours, while sunbathing at half-eight in the morning sunny, Bu Sekar began to pick and pluck the yellowed leaves. Then the employees who start work by cleaning every gazebo, become a regular sight and task every day. He dissolved himself in his hobby of gardening and collecting various colors of roses.

"Oh rose quickly expands 🎶."

Bu Sekar suddenly stopped the activity of cutting dry stems using special scissors, with shock. The voice of the man who was singing was so familiar. He shook. "It may be a hallucination" he said in his heart.

"I want to quote you...."

Bu Sekar suddenly turned his body because he believed that the sound was behind him. "Sir Bagja?!" He said with a gasp face and a look of disbelief.

Mr. Bagja smiled and nodded. "How are you, Miss Sekar? We haven't seen you in a long time."

Bu Sekar let out a long breath. A sudden feeling of tension and thumping, is trying to normalize again. "You're this. Go without saying goodbye, come without telling. Make me surprised. Thankfully not a hanger." He stroked his chest while staring at the sturdy figure who was lighter skinned than the first tanned brown skin.

Mr. Bagja chuckles. The position of the stand is perpendicular to Bu Sekar. It's just blocked bamboo fence as high as 60 cm. "Where did I go? Though I'm not everywhere," he said evasive.

"Don't lie. You went to Germany, right?" Bu Sekar squinted his eyes.

"Wow, someone misses me, right?!" Mr. Bagja stared back with a knotty smile.

"Eh, ma'am - it's not like that. I used to accidentally hear the gibahan mothers fitting the event in the Regent building. They sounded whispered, he said disappointed the admiral dream of mother-in-law going to Germany." Error Bu Sekar with a little nervous. "Aren't we friends, but friends just disappear for two years." So Bu Sekar thumped lips. But the retired man remained calm, smiling, in an aura of authority that did not fade.

"I can come in, right?" Mr. Bagja has not answered Bu Sekar's interrogation. Even though the gate was wide open, he still maintained his politeness.

"We'd better sit in the gazebo. Great guests should I treat well." Bu Sekar smiled obliquely.

Mr. Bagja laughed. He can catch the irritated look has not faded on the beautiful face of Bu Sekar who blushed because of the warm sunlight. He entered the mini park without waiting for permission.

"I want to be here while helping the queen of roses get rid of dry stems and pests. Do not let the queen's delicate hand be pierced by thorns. Then I'm not willing to let that happen." Mr. Bagja stared softly with a dikulum smile.

"You have another talent as it turns out. Good at saying." Bu Sekar also threw his face in the opposite direction. Not strong face-to-face for long because it raises unusual hissing.

Mr. Bagja chuckles. He asked for the scissors held by Bu Sekar. "Are we not friends, Miss Sekar? Please don't be formal keep calling. I'm you, yeah!"

"If a friend will not leave without saying goodbye, come without telling." Keukeuh Bu Sekar's. He noticed Mr. Bagja who started cutting dry stems.

Mr. Bagja turned his head while making a smile. Then refocus looking at the stem that should be discarded. "If you're asked about the heart, it's really nowhere. My heart left in Ciamis. So when I lived in Germany for a long time, no acquaintance of the Caucasian can stay in the heart." He remains focused and calmly chooses a rod that should be discarded. While the woman standing next to him was blushing because she felt the meaningful sentence was addressed to him.

"My youngest son, Gina, chose to study in Germany. As a father, I was worried about letting girls go far into Europe. You see, Gina used to be in Germany with the family just for vacation. So while enjoying retirement, yes, I also understand Gina culture there. Also a bodyguard. Let's keep an eye on the company there." Obviously Mr. Bagja answered the curiosity of Bu Sekar.

"When did Mr Bagja arrive in Ciamis? Same with Gina? Going home on vacation or what?" Cecar Bu Sekar who was filled with curiosity.

Mr. Bagja chuckled at such successive questions. "Me and Gina arrived at Ciamis' house last night. Previously transiting at Jakarta's house, two days of rest because Gina had jetlag. Coming home for three months college vacation."

"If there are still other questions, just say don't hesitate." Pak Bagja noticed Bu Sekar who was just a mangosteen. He finished throwing all the dry and dead rods together at the edge of the fence.

"That's enough. We're sitting in the gazebo, sir!" Take Bu Sekar first out of the park.

This time Mr. Bagja did not argue. Following Bu Sekar's steps. Sit face to face wearing a pillow. For a moment he looked at various angles.

While Bu Sekar waved a hand calling one of the employees. He ordered the coffee as requested by the guest. And a glass of tea for himself.

"So when the employee was brought here, I was honestly amazed. This restaurant has made a lot of progress. Now there is a gazebo area that makes you sit for a long time." Mr. Bagja looked warmly at Bu Sekar. Sincerely praised.

"Alhamdulillah. Thank you." Thank you." Bu Sekar smiled and nodded.

"But there's one that hasn't changed." Mr. Bagja smiled faintly.

"What?!" Bu Sekar stared with a look full of curiosity.

"You. You haven't changed. Your beauty doesn't fade. Young as 30." Mr. Bagja at home staring at the two cheeks that are now blushing.

"Emmm. Could be the mauji. Fortunately, I am immune to the praise of men. Because there must be some end to it." Bu Sekar broke his gaze by turning to look at the white rose in bloom.

"Well, time anyway? I think I should stay again in Ciamis to keep the queen mother rose from the temptations of the brunt-nose grandparents." Mr. Bagja put up a standby attitude by sitting upright.

"Through you, grandfathers too, right?" Bu Sekar smelled a smile.

"Just like that." Bu Sekar laughed crisply. He did not realize that his laughter pleased the man sitting in front of him. Makes Mr. Bagja fascinated.

***

"Somewhere..yourself is. It feels like my life without you." Ami sings in front of the mirror while combing her hair and tying her up, before putting on the hijab.

"It's singing in a really bad way again." Padma taunted her bestie. He already took a morning shower and part of the task of tidying up the bed. Tomorrow it's Ami's turn to tidy up.

Ami breathed a rough sigh. He is indeed upset. Want to tell Akbar that he is now in Jakarta. But after thinking about it, it feels inappropriate for women to first report. The effect is attention seeking. Later it was discovered that he actually liked the Panda.

"Dorrr. Even dumbly." Parma shocked Ami to the point of being shocked.

"Ouch, Munaroh. My heart almost fell." Ami spontaneously rubbed his chest.

"Hishihi. Early in the morning tuh breakfast, not eating the wind aka dumbfounded. Why the hell, Mi? Wanna confide?" Padma looked seriously.

Ami nodded weakly. He sat on the edge of the bed beside Padma. "I want to confide in you..."

"Yes let's say. I'm your bestie." Padma patted Ami's shoulder. Give support.

"So gini. Why do goats have beards. You know what the scientific answer is?" Ami looked at Padma with a confused expression.

"Wow, I don't think either. That's biology, huh?" Padma asked back. And answered a nod by Ami with a limp face.

"Aah!" Ami flicked two fingers with a glowing face. "Padma, I just got inspired. So you know the answer."

"What - what?" Padma waited enthusiastically.

"Because if the mustache will be mistaken for Mr. Raden." Ami puffed out her tongue. Then twitch with a laugh as Padma will pummel him.

"AMIII...LOOKOUT!" Padma ran after Ami out of the room. The action of the chase up to the middle room was witnessed by Rasya who had just descended the stairs with Umma Puput. Make the toddler cheer while laughing.

While having breakfast together, Panji, who was staying at Om Krishna's house, came to pick up Aul. Ten o'clock will have made an appointment to meet designers at Sundari boutiques branch Jakarta.

"Om Panji, join breakfast yuk!" Puput pointed at the menu presented on the table.

"Udah before here forced Aunt Ratna to have breakfast first, Tea. The banner wants apples. Yang, please take it!" Panji told Aul because it was closest to the container of fruits.

Ami and Padma spontaneously looked at each other. Equally giggling.

"What are the two whispers?" Rama raised one eyebrow. The presence of Ami and Padma just arrived last night has made Rasya hold back sleepy because he wants to meet soon. And as soon as we met, the mansion was bustling with cheerfulness and laughter.

"Regular, Brother. Duo M likes baper if Aul is called Ayang." The banner that answered casually. Because the duo M chose silence to hold back the laughter.

Rama chuckles. "Duo M means what?" He felt new hearing the title for Ami and Padma.

"It's okay, I know, Papa!" Rasya raised his hand because he wanted him to answer.

"What, Aa?" Rama gave attention to the firstborn to answer.

"Ate Padma, Munaloh. Ate Ami, Malimals. Hihih." Rasya jiggled at his seat giggling.

"Haha. Do you know from whom?" Rama asked who was laughing because he felt funny.

Before Rasya answered, all eyes and index fingers were directed at Ami.

"Dali Ate Ami kalo vc." Rasya replied accompanied by a laugh because Ami immediately threw his body under the table.

Panji and Aul leave the house at nine. Will drive casually to the boutique will take Aul for a walk to choose goods as soon as the application.

While Ami is being a fighting opponent Rasya who wants to practice silat. He dramatizes by pretending to be stranded when the active toddler kicks. Pretend to complain when the tiny hand blows. As a result, Rasya was excited to train. All the basic style scenes were under the supervision of Puput and Rama who became spectators.

"Ami, there's a call from Panda!" Padma brought Ami's phone from inside the room that had not stopped ringing.

"Yes Greetings!" Ami was torn between surprise and joy. He woke up when he was pretending to be stuck. Take over the phone that is still ringing with a confused look. Confused about the situation and conditions.

"Mi, why aren't you lifted up?" Tanya wonder Escape.

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Just imagine the visual of Bu Sekar is Marini Zumarnis. If visual Mr. Bagja is a former TNI commander Andika Perkasa. That author version yes 😁

Panji Aul's dialogues and the designer are skipped. It will appear in the Kartika story. Understand the house onoh pocecif.