
A week passed, Artha's face increasingly looked lethargic. Dark circles under the eyes indicate a lack of rest. Artha is restless every night. Think between going to the Flower room or not.
But of course the result is the same. Artha did not have the courage to meet his wife. Contract letter that becomes the limit of their relationship.
"Good morning, sir."
The housekeeper greeted while pulling the chair for Artha. He sat down at the dinner table with no passion at all. The assistant noticed and ventured to ask.
"Are you sick, sir? Your face looks pale" he said, pouring a glass of mineral water.
"Huh .. I don't know, Bik. It feels lazy to go to work, lazy to eat, and lazy to do anything." Artha answered her question and according to how she felt.
"Does aunt know why?" ask the assistant.
Artha shook her head. He himself was not sure what the cause was. But it was like he had lost something in his life. Moreover, this morning Bunga had already left when he came out of the room.
"I'm sorry, sir, if I'm presumptuous. Maybe ... Because you didn't sleep in the room with your mistress, you just felt lonely, sir," she said with a downcast face.
Lothawat! What if you're angry because of my lassiness?
Artha seemed to think. Could it be like that? Does he feel lonely so he doesn't sleep and eat? The question swirled in his mind.
Before the man replied, the housekeeper had already left. Artha drank the water, then left without saying goodbye. I don't know where he was going, the housekeeper dared not ask.
***
Alden came to the production house. Approaching Ani slowly with a bad goal. She wanted to tease her sister-in-law who was currently working in her room.
Ahead of the holiday, orders for frozen food of sorts continue to rise. Flowers are preoccupied with reports and notes of orders piling up. He could not bear to let Ani work alone while the order was crowded.
In addition to work, there are other things that make Flowers choose to go to the production house every day. Whenever she met her husband face to face, she could not control the strange beatings in him. In fact, he felt awkward to just eat his dinner with Artha.
"Sister Flowers!" call Ani out loud.
"God! You are …"
Flowers are upset. He almost rolled off the chair. Fortunately it could still be held back by Ani's hand.
"Partially, Brother .. I'm calling, just shut up."
Ani defended herself. He entered after ten times calling out the name of the Flower. However, the middle Flower dissolved in her daydream, and did not hear Ani's call.
"What's wrong?" ask Bunga while tidying up the order notes that have been sent.
"Bang Al wants to talk he said," Ani replied with a sparkling face.
"Speak what, anyway? Usually also talk to you, right," teased Flowers with a horse smile.
Lazy flower meets Alden. After several times hearing the words of death seduction that made my feathers stand up. Not touched, but disgusted.
A sister-in-law seduces sister-in-law. In any case, that's not a good thing. As men and women who are not partners, they will be the scorn of people if they look familiar.
A phone call came in, pausing Ani and Bunga's conversation.
[This is my number, Flower Rain or ... I should call you 'Flower'? You still remember me, right? It's me, Prince Andymion.]
The brown eyes are round. Prince's? The name was very familiar in the heart of Flowers. Chat friends who have a lot in common in thinking. Their food, drinks and hobbies are the same.
"Who, Brother?" search Ani while looking, peeking at the Bunga mobile screen.
Flowers hide her phone behind her back. For some reason, curiosity returned. She wants to meet her only male friend she knows from the virtual world.
Flowers reply to that message. He asked for time to meet. The call was responded to by Prince and they would meet an hour after the message was sent.
Flowers also sent a short message to her husband. He asked for permission to go home late because he was going to meet his friend. It was not immediately clear who the friend was.
The girl was very curious because Prince knew her real name. His heart pounded as his feet stepped into a cafe. There, he would meet the person who had sent him a message.
Who the hell is he? Why does he know my name?
"Flower!" The familiar male voice in the ear called out to the Flower.
"Sister Alden?" Flowers murmured wonder.
Alden's voice came back. Inevitably, Bunga stepped towards the table where the sister-in-law was. On the table has presented his favorite food Flowers, drinks, and favorite cakes.
The girl's astonishment grew when she saw all the dishes Alden had ordered. As she remembered, even Artha did not know what her taste was. Only Prince ever asked what his favorite food and drink was. The man alone knows everything well thanks to the flower that tells.
"Why? How, you wonder?" alden asked while pulling the corner of his lips.
"Ka-kak .. is waiting for someone? The food is aplenty," said Bunga while smiling awkwardly.
He was trying to get rid of the bad thoughts he had. However, Alden's speech seemed to tear down the cafe building, and hit right on the head of the Flower. How not? What he thought was impossible actually happened.
"I'm waiting for you. Meet me. I. Prince Andymion. Greetings, Flower Rain," he said as he pulled the height of both corners of the lips.
A smile that hints at happiness when meeting old friends. Contrary to the girl in front of him. Alden spoke at length, but Bunga did not respond.
"Flower," called Alden while patting the back of Flower's hand.
"Yes! Sorry, Sis. Flowers still can not believe that .. Kak Alden is Prince," replied Bunga reasoned.
"It can be understood, anyway. I can't believe it either, the girl I've been looking for has been in plain sight all along. Although, I'm a little disappointed that you married my sister."
Alden pushed the plate plan containing the favorite roasted chicken Flower. A glass of avocado juice without added sugar and milk was shifted towards the girl. Alden tells her that he remembers what the Flower likes and dislikes.
"Spicy grilled chicken and avocado juice with no added sweetener. This is, right, your favorite food" he said in a soft voice.
At another table, people looked at Alden's desk with frowning faces. Their cynical and disgusted gazes showed the Flower. In fact, the girl heard a mother sitting at the side table whispering to her husband.
"Must be a girl. Cheating time is the same sister-in-law as," she whispered to the bearded man called 'Mas'.
His heart ached hearing those words. Without knowing what happened, they had already judged Bunga as a bad woman. Judgment without defense, what a white heartache belongs to the Shandya Flower. The pure white flower was stained in the sight of others.
*Connected*