Tangled Yarn Shackles
A bouquet of flowers is troubling!

The time Anne and Dara were waiting for finally arrived. Graduation graduation is awaited for several months finally implemented in one of the famous hotels in South Jakarta. A series of events have been held since morning and by late afternoon the event was finally over, all disbanding and breezing from the hotel.

Just like the two beautiful women who just got into the car. Both are none other than Anne and Dara, they both look very beautiful and graceful thanks to professional MUA brought by om Rudi. Now, the car that carries the three baskoro core families is breezed towards the photo studio that has been booked far away by assistant om Rudi.

"My make-up is still good, isn't it, Dar?" anne asked, changing her position to face Dara.

"Come! Only later if we have arrived, added lipstiknya," said Dara after observing the face of his best friend.

"The two of you are still beautiful!" sahut om Rudi who sat in the front seat. This time Bald was the driver.

After splitting the road for almost thirty minutes due to the traffic jam, the black car finally arrived in front of the photo studio. The three baskoro families immediately got out of the car and into the studio.

The two girls who were still wearing the toga were still preparing before posing in front of the camera. They added some make-up that felt less on, until finally the time where they had to pose.

"Please see who was photographed first," the photographer instructed and finally Dara who stood in front of the prepared background.

Various styles have been done by Dara, ranging from formal style to alay style. Now, he came posing with Rudi as a parent who accompanied. Anne sat in a waiting chair to wait for her turn to pose.

After several tens of minutes of standing in front of the camera, finally the photo session for Dara was completed. Now came Anne posing in front of the camera.

"Bapy! That's a picture of Anne, Pi!" said Dara while patting his father's thigh after getting a code from the photographer.

Om Rudi gets excited when the photo time with his wife has arrived. Only a few shots of Anne wearing her toga, after that she took off the toga and photos wearing modern kebaya that she uses today.

Dara sat quietly in her current place. He observed the two men posing in front of the camera. Sometimes Dara frowned when she saw the facial expressions shown by Anne and her father. Some poses that were done also made Dara raise one eyebrow.

"They're graduation photos or couple photos, anyway! Very friendly!" gerutu Dara's in his place.

Dara moved from her current place as Anne waved at her. Perhaps, this was the last photo session, so .. the three of them posed in one frame.

Suspicion that had filled Dara's mind, just disappeared while they were busy posing. After more than sixty minutes, finally, the shoot had been completed.

"Geez! Finally, it's done!" Dara exhaled. He felt relieved that he would eventually be free from the hot clothes.

The twilight is beautifully etched on the western horizon, accompanying the baskoro family's long journey towards its residence. The black car was several times stuck in traffic at some point. Until the car driven by Mr. Bald it reached the spacious yard of an American-style house, when the sky turned dim.

"Non, there is a bouquet of flowers for Non Dara and Non Anne" said bi Sari after seeing her employer's daughter arrive in the living room, "But non Anne, got two flower deliveries," continue bi Sari before leaving the family room to take the bouquet in question.

"Eciee .. from whom! Two bouquets at once!" Dara lowered her eyebrows while nudging Anne's shoulders several times.

"Eitherway! Let's see after this" Anne said after sitting on the sofa there.

"Wow where can the bouquet come from, huh?" Om Rudi undoes his intention to go up to the second floor, he approached Dara and Anne in the family room.

Dara smiled to herself as she read the greeting card tucked there. He was happy because he did not expect Juna to send him a bouquet of white roses. Of course, it makes the level of purity increases.

The situation is inversely proportional to Anne at this time, two bouquets of flowers from people who make their way life feels like a rollercoaster ride. A bouquet of pink turns out to be from the ex-lover, Bagus Narendra. There was a tremor in her heart as Anne read the words Good wrote on the paper.

Happy graduation, Anne. May your life destiny be much better.

Good Narendra

Anne immediately placed the bouquet on the sofa by her side. He immediately grabbed a bouquet of red roses that was much larger than the gift from Bagus. He smiled faintly looking at the name of the sender on the greeting card. 'Om Flirt'. Of course it is just a pseudonym used by om Rudi.

"Cie got a bouquet from the ex!" Dara seduces Anne after seeing a bouquet of flowers on Anne's side.

Anne's facial expression changed instantly when she received a sharp look from the man sitting on the sofa not far from her. His palm suddenly became cold for fear that Rudi would hunt Bagus after this.

"Who are you, An, in your hand?" dara asked after getting closer to where Anne was, "from a new boyfriend huh!" continued Dara without seeing the expression of his best friend's face.

Dara smothered her mouth when she realized what she had just said. He forgot that his father was watching. Dara drew closer to Anne, and she whispered, "Sorry, An! I forgot there was Papi!"

"Take your girlfriend to this house, An! Papi wants to know, which man dares to love this part of the Baskoro family!" said Rudi with a look that looks cold.

"Emmm .. No, Pi! Who said Anne's boyfriend, I don't have a boyfriend!" Anne looks nervous at the moment, "yes, doesn't she, Dar?" Anne turned her gaze to the side, giving the code for Anne to help her at this moment.

"I .. Yes, Pi! Anne is single!" Dara was glued to Anne's side. He himself was afraid to see the unfriendly face of his father.

The atmosphere of the family room was suddenly cold to cause frost between the three. Perhaps out of fear, Dara invited Anne to go to the room while carrying the bouquets.

"An, why Papi, anyway? It doesn't seem like it's very nice to see we get a flower delivery," grumbled Dara after arriving on the second floor.

Anne did not answer immediately. He was neutralizing his heart that beat faster when he saw the look of the eyes shown by om Rudi.

"Not us, Dar! But your papa doesn't like to see me get a delivery of flowers from Nice!" anne answered in her heart.

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