Roses, Not Balsa
Getting Closer

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The closeness of Arsy and Frans also makes Adi more careless himself, added again with the attitude of Siska who is not sweet as the beginning of his meeting. He demands this and that more often, which is very different from what Arsy used to do.

Not only Adi, but also all his family who thought the first separation Adi and Arsy will make Arsy sad and down, in fact, all that did not happen.

Arsy is more advanced now, with more and more efforts and began to be known by many people, obviously the order will be more and more.

Sitting between Ms. Tantri and her husband, Arsy was talking about her intention to develop her intentions. Renting a stall near the market he would make to scavenge his fortune by sewing it up.

He was already very confident to be more independent without help from Tantri, if at home he still asked for his help but if in the place he will rent maybe he will only be alone for a while.

"Son, you're actually gonna rent a stall near the market?" ask Mr. Nirwan who is now staring at the focus on Arsy who is like his own son in the house.

"Yes, Son. Are you really sure?" ask Mrs Tantri too. Both are still very worried to release Arsy with his own efforts the place they might not go but they also can not block Arsy's good intentions to be able to progress.

"Yes, Sirde, Budhe. Arsy was sure. Moreover, Arsy has also seen a very good place."

"But, Son?" it's very clear that Miss Tantri's concern for Arsy.

"It's okay, Budhe. Arsy could. Moreover, get a prayer from Pakde and Budhe." Arsy smiled so sweetly made both of them smile even though they were forced to.

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Everything was started by Arsy. With the second machine he bought as well as all the equipment that had not been much, he had already started to clean up the stall and arrange the place accompanied by Laili.

The boy looked so happy despite not knowing much about his mother's new venture. Just arranging the threads and needles alone has made him so happy like getting a new toy at this time.

Arsy, who saw his son sitting on the floor, made him smile. He was so happy, there was at least Laili who would be the reinforcement for all his efforts.

"Mom, is this not yet?" Laili asked, showing the thread she had arranged in the box. So many and so many colors. Although only Arsy buy at a cheap price but the quality is still not in doubt. Arsy bought a kilo with a variety of colors so cheaper.

"Thank you, beautiful. Pinter's mother's son really, thank you," said Arsy. Walking closer to Laili who remained seated and received the box.

"It's like this, isn't it, Mom?" ask again.

"Yes, Honey. Thank you for helping me." in elus for a moment Laili's cheeks are increasingly puffed up, maybe because he can always eat well and also live by getting an abundance of affection so he became. better now.

"Together, Mom. Is there any more?"

"Hem, it seems to have been." replied Arsy who momentarily circulated his gaze.

"Assalamu'alaikum," said someone.

The two turned their heads simultaneously and instantly made Laili smile brightly upon seeing who had come, even she also immediately stood up to greet him.

"Of Sam!" his screeches. He came straight to the doorway, hesitating to enter.

"Wa'alaikumsalam," replied Arsy who also stood up after earlier he crouched before Laili.

A little confused because Sam came suddenly, how did he know that he was there, did Miss Tantri tell you? could have.

"Look, Om bring Laili lunch. Laili hasn't eaten yet, has she?" he said it showed a white crackle containing three boxes of rice in it.

"No, Om. Thank you, Om. Laili's needs are very hungry."

"Please come in, Mas." take Arsy.

Frans smiled, he stepped in and followed Arsy who took him in a simple seat that was available.

"Thank you for bringing us lunch, you shouldn't bother."

Arsy shook his head, he had not eaten even breakfast yet.

"Thank you again, Mom." Say Arsy again."

Sam just smiled as an answer, looking fixed Arsy who now looks embarrassed by lowering his face because he realized he saw.

"Ma_sorry, why is Mas looking at me like that, is there anything strange?"

"Nothing."

Arsy's increasingly wrong behavior because of the gaze of Sam who looks so different from usual. Don't know what Sam feels because Arsy doesn't know that Sam likes him.

"Let's eat" said Sam.

"I_iya," nervously Arsy replied.

"Om, Om not working? how come you're home?" ask Laili. Start kepo tuh son.

Usually Sam will come home only on Sundays but lately he has come home more often and he always took time to meet with Arsy and also Laili. Or maybe he came home because of both?

"Hem, Om's off so Om's coming home. Om kangen the same Laili," he said with a face that made as blank as possible and also a whining voice.

"Oh, Laili is also kangen om."

"Hem, how about you take a walk, would you?"

"But same mom, right?"

Sam turned his head again towards Arsy who was silent because he heard their words.

"If Laili's mother wants why not" said Sam. His eyes were still on Arsy.

"How, Mom, will you?" now Laili is whining.

"I_mother?"

"You yes, Mom. Mumpung Mum has not opened if it is open later there is no more opportunity to walk."

Sam kept looking like he was waiting for an answer from Arsy. Will they be ready or refuse?

"Hem," Arsy nodded slowly barely noticeable movement but was able to make Laili smile happily as well as Sam.

"Yes!!" her cheers.

With Laili eating, he was so impatient to immediately go for a walk with Sam, whether to be taken with him after this.

"Be careful, Laili," said Arsy and Sam as their hands moved at the same time wiping the rice left in the corner of the boy's lips.

The deg!

Sam's heart worked so fast when his index finger touched Arsy's. The look of the eyes met with silence. Awkward, that's what's happening now.

"Mom and Om, healthy?" ask the bocil innocently.

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