The Lost In Mission
THE LOST IN MISSION #04

"Thank you for the welcome, Aunt Elle." Eleanor went deeper. His pair of eyes were treated to various types of flowers that filled a fairly large room.

"The flower you ordered just came to Elea, you chose." Estelle said while pointing to the roses in the corner of the room.

"okay.. Aunty," Eleanora pointed her foot in the direction that Aunt Estelle pointed out.

"I don't see Angela, where is she?" eleanora asked as she picked up a white rose. Her mother's favorite flower.

"She's permission not to enter today," Estelle replied beginning to prepare the tools and materials for making the bouquet. Eleanora. "Is he sick?"

Estelle returned Eleanora's gaze. "No, the girl was accompanying her mother to Benetusser. There's a relative of his mother who died."

"Then, uncle?" Eleanor gave the white rose she had chosen to Estelle's aunt.

"You seem to have forgotten the old man's habit! as usual after lunch, Gilberto fell asleep. How was your operation, earlier?" ask Estelle. He started doing his job. "Is it going well? " his question was to glance at Eleanora at a glance then he continued his work.

"Thanks to the prayers of aunt, and uncle Gilberto, the operation went smoothly."

Estelle smiled proudly at Eleanora. "Congrats babe... You're so great. Your mother's there must be so proud of you. Tell me what you want to eat, I'll make it for you."

Eleanora seems to think "Hmm... Fettuccine, aunt." He said while imagining the typical Italian food.

"Is that all? "

"Yes aunt, add a lot of cheese sauce."

"Well, I'll make it for you."

The door of the shop opened, making Estelle stop her movement and straighten her eyes. "Welcome, sir, someone can help!" welcome Estelle to be friendly.

The man smiled kindly as he stepped up to his position behind Eleanora.

"You bought a rose apparently," whispered the man making Eleanora flinch. He also turned his body. "You surprised me, doctor Zafer!" peekkik Eleanor. He held his chest.

Zafer showed his smile, the best smile that was too stunning. In fact, Estelle was amazed, to the point that the woman stopped her work.

The woman forgot her husband.

Estelle leaned her body, to be close to Eleanora. He whispered: "So this handsome man is your friend, Elea?" Eleanora nodded "you never told me."

Eleanora grinned in response to Estelle's aunt's complaint. "Zafer, meet Estelle's aunt."

Zafer extended his hand. "Include my name Zafer, ma'am" Zafer smiled.

Estelle returned the man's smile. "A very good name! my name is Estelle, just call aunt Elle" she said, replying to Zafer's hand.

"It's good to meet you, aunt." Zafer's words amazed Estelle.

"Oh, my gosh, you're really friendly, and also handsome." he said honestly "where are you from, by the way? your face is like the faces of the East. "

"Zafer of Turkish descent, aunt. Her father is from there."

Estelle clucked, amazed. He leaned back toward Eleanora. "Why don't you make her a lover, Elea?" the whisper sounded Zafer. "He's very handsome, and also ahem."

"Auntie!" sahut Eleanora quietly shook her head.

Zafer heard the chatter of two women nearby, further widening his smile. The cup feels hot.

The man also circulated his gaze to see the entire room that contained many flowers. Regarding flowers, ah.. he was curious what flowers did Eleanora like?

"It's over" said Estelle, tidying up the ribbon that ties the bouquet. "Get it, you don't have to pay. "

"No aunty, I intend to buy for my mother's gift."

Eleanora opened the bag intending to take out her wallet. "Let me pay," Zafer took out his wallet in his pants pocket.

Eleanor looked at Zafer. "No need Zafer. I can pay for it," he refused, which the man ignored.

"Let me!"

"Ta-but, Zafer... I, "he hasn't been able to continue his sentence, Zafer has paid for his bouquet to make Eleanora exhale. He really feels sad. This guy's gone too well.

"Thank you Zafer, " said Estelle, and she gave Eleanora a bouquet of flowers that she immediately took over. "Come here again Elea. Take Zafer with you."

"alright. I'll let you know again, aunt. I'll go first, and thank you."

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"You're sure you don't want me to be with you?" zafer asked after he closed his car door, then ran to catch up with Eleanora. He still insists, and hopes Eleanora changes her mind to take him to her mother's funeral.

Eleanor looked at Zafer who was already nearby. "You've asked three times, Mr. Zafer, and my answer remains the same."

"Don't use your word, it sounds formal." The man was protesting.

Eleanora hissing slowly. "Do I need to repeat it again?"

"No need, Elea. So, explain why I can't accompany you?"

"There's something I want to tell my mom. It's a secret, "the reason is to make Zafer understand that Eleanora needs time to herself. All right, he'll have to give up this time.

Eleanor left Zafer after she said goodbye. The girl passed through the entrance of the cemetery, towards her mother's grave.

Now, Eleanora was close to her mother's last home, then she crouched down while staring at a tombstone bearing her mother's name, Carolina Rachquel with a pushy look, full of longing.

His hand moved, rubbing the tombstone. "I came again mother, and brought you a bouquet of white roses" he said, laying a bouquet of roses on his mother's funeral.

"But earlier, I wanted to apologize to you, Mom. Because, I can't linger here. There's a guy waiting for me out there. If you're curious about the man, you have to hold back your curiosity, because now I can't tell you. There's some happy news I want to tell you, mother."

"Good news, today I performed the surgery for the first time, and the operation was successful. I'd be happy to hear that. I said right, didn't I?"

" If you were still here, I'm sure you'd celebrate my success by making brownies for me." Eleanora exhaled her choked breath, then a crystal swirl came out from the corner of her eye "suddenly I missed the mother-made brownies, no-no. Very." Very."

Eleanor bit her lower lip, wiping away her tears. "I can't cry." He said as he took out a candle, and a lighter from his bag. Eleanor lit the candle. "Happy birthday, may you always be happy with God." Eleanor placed the candle next to the bouquet. Suddenly the wind blew, making the candle die.

Eleanora smile. He raised his face, kissing his mother's tombstone. "I said goodbye to you, I promise I'll visit you again. I love you."

Who told Doctor Zafer who's hayoo?? I'm up but please calm down... Okey👌😉

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