Love Choices Mas Duda
Florist

"Jelly," call Afrinda to Jelita who is still engrossed in her picture book.

"Yes, Miss," said Jelita.

"You want to go with miss?" ask carefully. This is a kid, not just carrying him.

"Where to?" Jelita closed her book enthusiastically.

"Get Allen."

Jelita fluttered back to Allen's pale face that he saw made him wonder, visiting meant his friend was sick. "You, Miss. But we asked permission first, yeah."

On the way Mang Leo drove, Afrinda just kept thinking about Allendra's condition. Imagining a child as small as it had to endure pain in the heart, sometimes Afrinda must be smart to find reasons so that Allendra does not do activities that can harm. Allendra was indeed a student of Istinewa at the school, which is why Afrinda who was sent was responsible for the boy when he was in school. Not himself who wants, but Allen who chose him to survive with the assistance of Afrinda, Afrinda herself with her love is able to undergo the task.

"Miss!"

"Yes, Jelly." Hurriedly wiping her tears regained her senses from her daydream after Jelita shook her hand.

"Why cry?" Jelita looked at her miss with an innocent look, her tiny hands rubbing Afrinda's face.

"Miss is sad that Allen is sick" he said in a short statement.

"What pain, Miss?"

"It hurts here," Afrinda pointed to Jelita's chest. "His heart hurts."

"Heart hurts? What pain? Who is sick, Miss? Allen or the heart?"

Afrinda chuckled softly at Jelita's words. "It's hard to explain, honey. Later Miss for help, Jelly comfort Allen yes."

"All right."

In the middle of the journey Afrinda down pulled over to walk into a flower figure, Jelita did not come down to wait in the car alone.

Focus on crossing until you don't realize someone is following you.

"Dahlia's flower shop, there's something we can help you with, Ma'am." One of the employees smiling sweetly came over to Afrinda looking down respectfully.

"Please arrange flowers for a sick child, Ma'am. Surely the mama already better understand choosing a flower that is suitable for it, so there is a meaning." Afrinda.

"Ready, Ma'am. Wait a minute."

While waiting for Afrinda to walk around the contents of the shop looking at the flowers, until her shoulder was patted by someone who left her shocked to death.

"What's up, Mom?" Feeling unfamiliar with this man, he stared warily.

"Luck it, I'm not a bad guy. Just want to get in touch, okay?" The man smiled warmly and made the atmosphere as comfortable as possible.

"You." Afrinda still flinch in disbelief.

"I'm Juardan Pratama, just call Ardan. Eng, what's your name?" Ardan maintained his smile in order to reassure this woman he had missed so much.

"My-my Afrinda." Afrinda returned Ardan's hand. As the hands of the two of them shook hands, a shadow flashed through his memory. But he shook his head, maybe remembered wrongly.

"Ehem!" Ardan berdrhem controlled his nervousness. It turned out that this was more than he thought, Afrinda had her name and her face was also beautiful, her voice was very friendly in the ears, her hair was long and she was blistered with a lot of beauty which made her perfect.

"Hello-hey!! Hey!" Afrinda shook her hands before the face that claimed her name was Ardan.

"E-eh sorry-sorry, so daydream. After you are beautiful," she said spontaneously without shame. For whatever sake, he misbehaved to scratch his head that did not itch and put on his silly look.

"What was that?" Afrinda.

"Ehkhe. You are beautiful just like this flower." Ardan picked up a red rose and directed it to Afrinda with a seductive smile.

"Thank you for the compliment. But do not have to pull the flowers too, later we are scolded by the seller." Afrinda chuckles funny looking at Ardan's behavior.

His smile! Ardan is getting more and more flowery. "In order not to be scolded, the flowers are for you."

"Sir, this flower is done!"

"I accept it. But I'm in a hurry, I was both." Without hesitation Afrinda grabbed the flower Ardan was holding.

"E-eh, but we haven't exchanged social media or-" Ardan frantically followed in Afrinda's footsteps.

"Just look for my name, Afrinda Sinatrani."

"Oh, okay. I hope to see you again!" ardan shouted after Afribda who was about to cross.

Afrinda did not reply to him, just waved her hand from behind. Entering the car lowered the car glass, smiling drugs once again to Ardan who was still standing in front of the flower shop.

With the spirit of four-five Ardan returned a wave from across the street, his smile faded instantly when he saw a little girl who appeared beside Afrinda. "He has a child?"

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