
The clock was ten at night, when Kiandra arrived at her parents' house.
Although Kiandra drives herself. But he believes that Victoria is still following with her sport bike.
Her bodyguard was win never tired to always guard and protect her wherever she went, unless she had gone inside her apartment room to sleep.
Aldo, as soon as they got to the office. The man immediately pulled up and boarded his own car to go home.
Kiandra grabbed her bouquet of white roses, then observed for a moment the clean petals.
"Anne." He immediately imagined the woman's sedu face. "I'll remember that name." Kiandra made sure, then got out of the car.
The Marthadinata House looks the same as when he lived. Many memories in this spacious mansion, which made Kiandra feel longed, but also disappointed. The thing that makes Kiandra's judgment about marriage, it's not so good. Although he was born from a very harmonious and harmonious couple.
"Young master?" a guard who was going around was surprised to see his arrival.
Kiandra greeted with a smile, then passed the large tall man who lowered his head as she walked in front.
"The figure of the young Master from behind, really resembles that of the great Master." Another guard who had just come to observe. "Even the way the way can be the same."
"Parents and children must look alike, right?" He's sloppy.
"Totally so." His partner laughed.
The two of them looked at Kiandra until the man with the bouquet of flowers in hand entered the house.
"When he was a child, he was a cheerful and kind child." The guard responded. "I still remember, every time he had a birthday, the young master himself would hand out cakes to all who worked in this house."
"Yes?" a colleague who had only worked for a few years bought eyes.
The tall man smiled broadly. "Egyptians come from a family of conglomerates. But young Master and young Miss since childhood have been taught to respect subordinates, therefore also we work wholeheartedly and until many years of service."
"I've never seen a young lady." The guard with the smaller posture said.
"After the young lady got married, she lived in Japan. Until her first husband died, Miss was still living there for years."
"First husband?" he's shocked.
"Yes, the young lady married twice." The senior guard explained. "The first husband died of illness, and he remarried after ten years."
The two black-clothed men went back around while chatting.
"Just her second marriage was a bit.yes..." He seems to have trouble explaining.
"Well?" colleagues curious.
"That's how." The tall man shrugged his shoulders.
The junior doesn't understand.
"Life is good, but full of drama behind it." Ambiguous he answered.
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"Hello, Mother." Kiandra smiled as she handed him the bouquet of white roses she was carrying.
"Ah.. Kian, this is beautiful." His mother's eyes sparkled. "Thank you, son." He hugged his only son for a moment.
"I'm sorry, I'm here all night." Kiandra looked at the wrinkled face that was still the first woman at heart.
"Why do you talk like everyone else?" her mother is not happy. "This is your house, son. You're free to come anytime."
Kiandra just smiled.
His mother called one of the maids and said something, as Kiandra sat on the living room couch and dropped her achy back.
"How's the office doing?" Kiandra's mother walked straight towards her with the bouquet of flowers still in hand. "You must be tired of taking care of everything." The woman sat down beside Kiandra and looked affectionately.
"Not really." Kiandra's tone was relaxed. "Mom knows, don't you, I love working."
The mother smiled widely at the movements of her son who was very similar to her husband when young.
"Sales, development and HR are also no problem. Everything's stable, so just relax." Kiandra continued in a slightly conceited style.
Kiandra folded both hands and smiled proudly.
"When I thought, you were in trouble until the night came here with flowers." He who understands the character of his son also smiled arrogantly.
Kiandra who was complacent, immediately surprised and turned to the woman with a long nightgown of satin in the double knit cardingan.
Because it is a habit of Kiandra if she is thinking a lot, then she will come and tell her mother. But over time, the habit disappeared.
"I just thought of mom." Kiandra covered her heart. "Last we met, mom passed out because of my talk."
"Who said mom fainted because of you?" kiandra's mother was shocked. "Mother passed out from soy sauce." The woman explained. "You see for yourself, you're old." He laughed.
Kiandra knew her mother intended to divert the conversation so she wouldn't feel guilty.
"Your mother never said anything, but you should know, she's the one who's the most worried about you!"
His father's rampage is still very Kiandra remembered.
"Where's Daddy?" kiandra asked after being silent for a few minutes.
"I'm asleep" replied the mother. "Lately things haven't been so good." His face looks grim. "Disease complications that have been many years in the sufferer also often recur." He sighed. "Sometimes your Daddy looks fresh fit, can even jog around the lake. But all of a sudden, to walk his legs couldn't."
"Mother..." Kiandra held the hand of the woman who had given birth to her.
The face of the woman who for life never snapped or demanded to be in accordance with what she wanted was seen grieving.
For couples who have aged twilight, pain is the scourge of the most frightening. Bad thoughts are always haunting. Fear of losing each other, because if that happens, the rest of the life for those left behind is like death.
"Daddy can still threaten and scold me for hours telling me to get married, that means Daddy's age will still be very long, because I don't want to get married." Kiandra comforts while smiling ignorantly.
"Bad boy." His mother's death, which had been covered in grief, was now met with laughter.
A waiter came with a hot vedah uwuh and some snacks.
"Please, Madam, young master." He looked down respectfully, then passed.
"Mom can't imagine your existence buying this bouquet of flowers." Kiandra's mother stroked the white rose petals on the bouquet she placed on the side sofa.
Kiandra who was sipping her uwuh wedang just smiled.
"Surely the shopkeeper thought this was for your partner." Mother guessed.
Kiandra again thins her lips. Put the cup that he had half drank into its original place.
Maybe her mother was just joking. But Kiandra felt, if the mother wanted to get her married through the sentence said.
"If only the white rose is local, but its beauty and fragrance are not inferior to the imported roses in our gardens and greenhouses." The mother looked softly at the beautiful bouquet, then smelled its fragrance.
Kiandra who saw that, suddenly imagined the pale face of Anna. But beautiful among the flowers.
Immediately Kiandra closed her eyes, then rubbed them. It was as if Anna's shadow would disappear.
"Mom remember, your Daddy used to send a huge bouquet of white roses." He looked at Kiandra.
"Daddy must be a very romantic person." Praise him with a big smile. It has been seen from the photos of his youth who look playboy. Siandra's scorn in the heart.
The woman with her long black hair was smiling knots. "Your Daddy is not a romantic person. He tends to be selfish and self-absorbed."
Kiandra immediately imagined.
" Your dad sent a bouquet of white roses too out of guilt and wanted to apologize to mom. But not brave." Mother chuckles.
"Coward." Ejek Kiandra was excited, because she knew the weakness of her father who always looked superior.
This time, her mother laughed.
"Maybe your Daddy is a coward." His mother's voice suddenly turned serious. "He's also the meanest and most arbitrary person I've ever known."
Kiandra was stunned, and a little unexpected would hear such a sentence from a couple who looked so loving.
"But..Your dad is also the most sincere person I've ever known." the old eyes of the woman who gave birth to him were teary.