
Her fair flowers wrapped her body in a blanket, sleeping curled up.
Flowers don't think negatively, believe me that Brother Rex there didn't betray you, all will be well, Inner Flowers that support themselves.
Although tonight Bunga difficult to sleep but trying to sleep until somehow at what time, Bunga just fell asleep.
Morning arrives.
When Bunga opened his eyes and found that there was no Rex next to him, the loneliness attacked. Flowers stretched out her hand rubbing the spot next to her, which Rex used to occupy, not feeling her tears dripping down. A miss? That is what the flower feels right now.
What else is a morning that feels silent, time is still pointing at five o'clock at dawn, in this state when feeling sad will feel very sad, without being asked to tear down, like listening to an afterthought.
The crying flower sobbed there until it was satisfied until its tightness subsided.
After half-eight in the morning, Bunga came out of her room looking haphazard, but the servant who saw her did not rebuke for what, only insinuating in her heart that Madam was like after crying.
When Bunga went to the kitchen almost collided with Ayu who walked quickly.
"Dark! Be careful" said one of the servants who saw the incident.
"Yes yes!" answer Ayu ketus.
"I went to college first yes, today I have to go in the morning," said Ayu bersamitan with Bunga, even though the child had never done that even though this selma had lived together for a long time.
But what's up with today? Is the kid's head against the wall? such was the statement in the mind of Bunga in silence, who kept staring at Ayu until the boy breezed away.
Flowers let out a long sigh which then wanted to continue its way to the kitchen, but not yet to step Bunga again undo his intentions when suddenly Ayu again walked up to him.
Flowers did not understand as Ayu raised her hand in front of her, Flowers stared with frowns. Until Ayu finally spoke.
"Asking for pocket money dong, you will have a lot of money" said Ayu accompanied by a grimacing smile.
Aunt Eka who saw Ayu's behavior asking for pocket money Bunga directly approached her child and hit Ayu's arm.
"Dark! Once you ask for pocket money with Flowers! What money you gave me was lacking," Angered Aunt Eka as she left her waist.
Meanwhile, the flower takes the money in the room.
"Mom, stop. Flowers alone did not mind," Ayu replied who felt no problem, completely did not understand that her mother was currently embarrassed.
"Craff," Aunt Eka's words came to a standstill when Bunga had returned.
"This is enough, right?" Flowers give two hundred thousand pieces of money to Ayu.
Ayu accepted with joy even her smile instantly expanded. "More than enough, thanks you." Straight away ran fast before hearing his mother's chatter to return the money to Bunga again.
"Well ..." cried Aunt Eka furiously, the child was completely timid inwardly.
While Bunga just walked past Aunt Eka, not to interfere in their affairs.
The flower picks up drinking water in the fridge then takes her to sit in the dining room chair.
Flowers obscure the drink with a face that looks sad, I don't know what Flowers are thinking, Aunt Eka who saw it so pity.
When the other waiter would drop off breakfast for Bunga, the tray Aunt Eka took over, all delivering breakfast for Bunga, Aunt Eka wanted to talk.
After arriving beside Bunga, Aunt Eka immediately put the breakfast on the table right in front of Bunga. A bowl of chicken soup and a plate of rice. There is also a glass of pregnant milk.
"Flower please eat breakfast," said Aunt Eka after all presented neatly.
The flowers nodded and began to bribe. Aunt Eka had not yet left still standing slightly behind Bunga.
Flowers that felt Aunt Eka still standing behind her, then turned her head. "Is there anything Aunt wants to talk about?"
Bunga asked like that is not without reason, because what other servants if they want to talk to their employers always do such things, do not immediately leave.
Aunt Eka who got the question from Bunga immediately cleared her throat, then approached the Flower that was still chewing her food.
"Flower, I'm sorry if Bibi interfered, it's just that Bibi didn't have the heart to see you grieving like that. If you want Auntie to ask you to make cookies, when you were a kid you would love Auntie's pastries."
The little smiling flower heard Aunt Eka's long words, but upon second thought there was a point as well, that right now the Flower needed something that could distract her from her sadness.
Finally Bunga approved the proposal of Aunt Eka, after breakfast finished Bunga and Aunt Eka immediately made a cake.
All the ingredients for making cookies have been prepared, because it is the intention of Aunt Eka's heart to make cookies alone, but when she saw the sad Flower, Aunt Eka mutusin invited Flowers to comfort the woman.
Now they start making cake.
"Your flowers still remember not when Bibi made chocolate-flavored pastries as much as one jar you umpetin in your wardrobe, until Ayu nangis."
Flowers laughed hearing her childhood story from Aunt Eka. And all of that is true.
"I'm sorry if Aunt was fierce with you," he said again with sadness.
"It's a masala and then Aunty, then forget it." Smiling flowers.
Hah Your flowers are very kind, inner Aunt Eka.
Flowers are entertained by a cake making event with Aunt Eka. After nightfall, Bunga sat down to relax in bed while reading comics.
Eight o'clock at night Rex's home. His lips instantly drew a curved line after opening the door of the room and his eyes saw the figure that was missed.
As the door of the room opened Flower heard even the moment that opened the entrance walked in, Bunga also knew but lazily greeted.
After Rex stood beside the bed and from this close distance Rex could see the face of the sour-looking Flower.
"Dear." Rex wanted to touch the Flower's arm, but the Flower brusquely brushed it away.
"Don't hold me, "tough talk, look away from me.
"Oh my God, why did he turn so fiercely like this," muttered Rex softly so surprised, but the Flower was still able to hear, and immediately floated the scathing words again.
"Why! no like! I have a husband like I have no husband!" grumbling with a look of dejection again.
Oh my God, it seems like he needs to be embraced, inner Rex, not wanting the Flower to reply to his words so it's better to speak inwardly.
With a quick movement Rex immediately hugged the Flower, immediately the Flower revolted but instead made Rex laugh, and over time the two of them so laughed together, but the Flower laughed in awe. Rex smelled those tears.