
After the departure of Ms. Venna that morning the day that Flower had lived that day really felt bad. Her already bad mood became even worse given her in-laws' spicy words to her.
"Mommy, Flow misses Mommy." Flower said softly while hugging tightly bolsters in his embrace.
Flower stared at the clock hanging on the wall. Still showing at five o'clock in the afternoon. It looks like Malik will be home soon. Remembering that made Flower immediately rise from his bed and then move towards the kitchen.
Flower intends to make warm tea for her husband later and now he is trying to scare sugar for the tea he will make.
"It looks like the tea was too much sugar because the size of the glass is smaller." Flower compared the two glasses he was holding at the moment. Flower also tried to scare the sugar with the same dose as he made earlier in a glass large enough for Malik.
"Wait for Malik to come home and I'll pour hot water into the glass." Flower Say.
Flower tries to behave like Suci and Nia who says she always waits for her husband to come home in front of her house.
"It doesn't seem too bad to wait like this." Say Flower after sitting on the porch chair of his house.
Twenty minutes waiting for Malik to come home in front of his house, finally Malik's car appeared to stop right in front of their house. Flower got up from her seat to welcome her husband home.
"Why are you sitting in front of the house this late afternoon?" Malik asked after standing before Flower.
"That's because I'm waiting for you to come home." Answer Flower potluck.
"Waiting me home?" Malik's forehead was made to wrinkle at the words of his wife.
"Yes. I'm waiting for you to come home." Answer Flower.
Malik chose to no longer answer Flower's words and asked Flower to enter the house.
"Wait a minute, I'll make you a drink." Flower said then stepped towards the kitchen.
"What's wrong with her? Why does he look so weird." Malik.
Not long after Flower had returned with a glass containing warm tea in his hand.
"Let's try drinking first. Does this tea taste good?" Pinta Flowers.
"How's it?" Ask Flower.
"Nob." Answer Malik.
"I mean how does it feel? Is it too sweet?" Ask Flower again.
"No. It doesn't taste too sweet. What's wrong?" Ask Malik.
Flower simply shook her head without intending to tell her what happened to her this morning.
"Oh yeah, is it true that your mother asked us to stay at her house one week?" Ask Flower.
"How did you know?" Instead of answering, Malik asked back.
"Your mother told me." Answer Flower potluck.
"Mother? You mean my mom called you?" Ask Malik to make sure.
Flower shook his head. "Your mother came here this morning." The answer.
"What?" Malik was surprised to hear that. "Why did my mother come here?" Ask Malik.
"none. I just came to tell you that." Answer Flower.
Malik stared at his wife's face intensely. I don't know why he felt that there was something that his wife was hiding right now.
"Did my mother do you any harm?" Malik asked stared intensely at Flower.
Flower who was stared at like that by Malik was made silent for a while.
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