MAHMUD, I Love U
A Good Friend

Among the priceless sustenance is to have good friends. Didn't we?

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Griya Cantika is now deserted. Besides because it is not the wedding season, another reason is because Mayra and Lina who incidentally as important people in Griya now rarely come. Wuni and other friends who still come to Griya have several times refused client bookings on the grounds that no one is good at decorating other than Lina. Mayra has also ordered Wuni to always stanby in Griya even though the atmosphere is not comfortable, Wuni manut.

Elsewhere, a tall and sturdy man who was none other than Rendra came alone to a flower shop he accidentally met on the side of the road. Last night Rizal forced Rendra to buy him a bouquet of flowers that were for nothing. Rendra thought maybe her friend would start dating a girl again. For this reason, he wanted to obey the request of his friend.

Outside the store, Rendra was made dizzy because there was a lot of various kinds of colorful flowers. Rendra dyedukan himself confused to buy which flowers. He immediately reached into a flat object from his pants pocket and called someone.

📞 "Bang, I'm already at the flower shop, nih. I was confused, which flowers would you like to buy? There are also discount flowers here. It's a bit withered anyway. But it fits your face which is also withered," Rendra's cerocos as the person across the street picks up her phone.

📞 "Hahahaha, sia gelo!! Don't wither! How are the roses?" Said Rizal across the street giving advice.

Rendra was silent for a moment. Rose, she immediately remembered Mayra. The woman loved the flower.

📞 "Don't rose, Bang. Poked. Besides being expensive, your sister's money is not enough. Should your sister sell a kidney for a rose?" Rendra started ngaco.

📞 "Rather than selling kidneys, mending you pawn your car. Or just exchange it for a rose, how?" Rizal goes ngaco.

📞 "Hahahaha." Rendra was blown away with her eyes still going around looking there and here.

But her laughter stopped as her eyes caught a hand writing Mayra's name on a light purple piece of paper. Beside him was a bouquet of beautiful white roses complete with a red ribbon that bound him. Without permission Rendra immediately decided the phone.

"Wait, wait, Ma!!" Rendra dismissed the hand of the shopkeeper who was writing in front of him on a table. Rendra read slowly the letters that have been strung there. - For Mayra, hopefully ..-.

The servant's writing was up to that limit. Rendra squinted her eyes sharply. Mayra, all her life she had just found one human by the name of Mayra, the woman she loved. Rendra was finally curious. Is that flower really for the tree?

"Sorry, Ma'am. Whose flower is the order? Which one is Mayra for?" Tanya Rendra began to investigate.

"Well sorry, Mom. I can't tell you" replied the friendly waiter.

"Hm, I mean, I just want to know, which flower is for Mayra? Mayra Griya Cantika isn't it?" Rendra was still trying to persuade the waiter to open his mouth. He was reminded of the flower terror that had been addressed to Mayra. Perhaps the flower in front of him could give him enlightenment right?

But the waiter did not reply, he just smiled kindly while apologizing again for not being able to tell. The paper in front of him was hidden.

"Sir, sorry I should know. I am Mayra's husband. And lately my wife often gets flower deliveries without the sender's name. And maybe the flowers are true for my wife? I just want to know who the sender is?" Rendra finally lied.

The waiter looked at Rendra at a glance. Rendra immediately put on a pity face. He hoped that the servant would have mercy on him and give him the info he wanted to get. And sure enough, the waiter was finally willing to speak as well.

"Is her husband Mayra Griya Cantika right?" Ask the waiter to doubt. Rendra immediately nodded, trying more convincingly.

"Please help me, Ma'am. I fight almost every night with my wife because of the flowers" said Rendra, a melancholy snob, pointing at the bouquet of roses in front of her.

But Rendra's behavior even made the long-haired young maid chuckle.

"Friends? May I know her name?" Rendra was curious.

"This is a girl, Mom. She used to order flowers for Mayra. So there is no need to fight anymore with Mas's wife at night, hehe," replied the potluck waiter.

A female? Rendra thought for a moment. The names Lina and Risa flashed in his mind. His conjecture so far on Sandu as the sender of roses turned out to be wrong.

"Lina's name isn't it? Or Risa?" Rendra is getting urgent.

"Hm, I don't know, Mom. He never mentioned his name."

Rendra thought again. It was very desirable that he kept urging the waiter to tell him the characteristics of the woman who had been ordering flowers for Mayra. But that intention he broke. Shame on him if he keeps asking.

"Then can I bring the flowers to my wife? So that the courier of this store also does not need to bother delivering the flowers, right?" Persuade Rendra while reaching into his wallet ready to pay.

"Hm, I could have. But she's really her husband, right?" Ask the waiter, still hesitating.

"Yes, Ma'am. You want to see my picture with Mayra?" Rendra is ready to open her mobile gallery to show her photos with Mayra when both of them were in the Blue Lake first. Rendra still kept the photos of the two of them. Every time he looks at the picture if he misses.

But the waiter immediately held him. He prefers to believe rather than have to see a private gallery owned by his customers. Finally the flower was brought Rendra into his car. He immediately drove his car fast.

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Rendra is now sitting in the living room of his house. The bouquet of roses he was carrying was placed on a table in front of him. He looked at the flower. Lina and Risa's names filled her mind again. If the rose terror is really them? Then what is their purpose?

"Widiih, so buy roses too you? Sell kidney dong?" Said Rizal sok looking at the parking lot just to make sure his friend's car was there.

"Sell myself, Bang," answered Rendra without letting go of the rose in front of him.

Rizal sat down in front of Rendra, grabbed the flower and kissed it inside.

"From the fragrance anyway I'm sure this is not a discount flower, huh?" Ask Rendra.

"Hahahahaha, free instead," replied Rendra honestly. Because the flowers are obtained for free. The flowers are paid by the customer. "Just, Bang, that flower belongs to Mayra."

Hearing Mayra's name called, Rizal who had been crying jokingly, now gave a serious glance. "You mean?"

"That flower is for Mayra." Rendra answered lazily while leaning his body on the chair body.

"Crazy you!! Mayra again, Mayra again! What do you think I'm asking you to buy flowers for?" Rizal asked seriously until he made a friend in front of him straighten out his seat. "Forget Mayra, Ren! I want you with Raras. I'm asking you to buy flowers for Raras. He's having a birthday tonight."

Rendra listened to his friend's words carefully. He was happy because his friend was like that to him. But on the other hand he was annoyed as well, he couldn't be that fast replacing the Mayra in his heart with Raras. However, Rendra chose to give up.

"OK, Bang, okay. Later I will buy more flowers for Raras," said Rendra finally.