Wild Roses For Luqman
93. Morning drama

"Ma, Luqman's out for a minute." Kissing the back of his mother's hand with reverence.

"Where are you going so early, Luqman? We haven't even spent time with breakfast together yet." Mama Firda frowned, looking at her only son who looked neat, when it was a weekend.

"Luqman has important business, Ma. But can't tell it now. Pamit first yes, Ma." After saying so, Luqman immediately passed away. And the mother looked at his departure in astonishment.

"Why is his behavior getting so weird? Is everything still in touch with Clara? Hopefully he can make the best decision. In order not to constantly behave strangely like that." Mama Firda also resumed her work tidying plants in the back garden.

"Auntie." Shortly after Luqman's departure, Clara appeared with a smile.

"Let Clara help ya." The girl continued after greeting the owner of the house. He picked up a few scattered stalks below, then put them in the garbage basket so deftly. So that makes Mama Firda smile satisfied.

"It's almost done anyway, let's continue with the gardener. Now we have breakfast with yuk."

"Clara's not hungry yet, Tan. By the way, where did Luqman go? Why did Clara see him in such a hurry, Tan? Is there an event to attend?"

"Tante doesn't know either, Clara. When he said it, he didn't say anything either. Only later will say it after coming home. Aunt is also very curious. But how else, Aunt can only hold it. I hope he's not weird." Mama Firda poked her shoulders.

Clara mustard heard the woman's explanation before her, and no longer thought of Luqman's departure. He focused his attention on the plants in front of him.

"Clara, you've taken a shower. What if your hands get dirty again?" Mama Firda feels bad, if Clara helps him, because Clara is now, not the old Clara. He is the son of a successful businessman.

The girl chuckled at Mama Firda's curse, which was overrated.

"Tante, Clara will be able to wash her hands. Come on, let's get this job done, then we can just enjoy breakfast." Bring it excitedly. Mama Firda finally followed Clara's words, both of them tidying up the plants in the garden.

Shortly thereafter, Lady Anita came and joined the two. The three women were gardening while joking cheerfully.

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Meanwhile in a place far enough away, Luqman was entering a shop. Then approached a long display case and reflected a sparkling glow and so spoil the eyes.

"Is there anything we can help you with?" A female employee greeted him kindly.

"I want the best and most limited edition ring."

"Oh, let's follow me sir." The woman soon passed away, and was followed by Luqman. The two entered a special room, and when the door was opened, a man in a neat suit was seated in a chair.

"Sir, he wants to buy a limited edition ring in this store." The workwoman expressed Luqman's request to her superiors. With a wide smile, the man in the suit stood up from his seat.

"You're not wrong to come to our store, sir. We do provide limited edition jewelry, so that everyone has different moments and memories with his partner. These are some of the jewelry shape choices, maybe some of which interest you." The man explained at length to Luqman about a row of jewelry that is more shiny than the jewelry on display in the outer storefront earlier.

For Luqman this was his first experience to the jewelry store, and he felt so amazed at each different form of jewelry.

For a long time he observed it, until finally he decided to buy a ring in the middle decorated with pink gemstones.

"I want this ring, sir." Luqman pointed at the ring that had been stealing his attention since the first time he saw it.

"That's the right choice, sir. Because the ring has the best quality and the shape is also very beautiful. Is there any more?" The manager was friendly.

"Okay, then we'll make the note now. Please sit down." The man allowed Luqman to sit on a wide, padded sofa.

"This is the item and the note, sir. Thank you for shopping at our store. May the woman of your choice happily accept gifts from you. And don't forget we look forward to your next visit." The manager's voice surprised Luqman. He immediately stood up and received a paper bag containing his groceries with a smile.

"Hopefully the show goes well, sir. Take it easy, don't be nervous, leave everything to God. It's only natural, because most people have experienced it." The manager patted Luqman slowly on the shoulder, as if knowing what he was thinking.

'Why does he know what I'm thinking?'

"Yes, sir." Luqman answered.

After reaching the parking lot, Luqman immediately spurred his vehicle to run faster. He wanted to surprise the woman he loved.

And now he was thinking the right words to express his feelings. Because from last night, he did not get the right word series.

His heart seemed to want to jump from its place, realizing his car had entered the garage. Cold sweat flooded his hands, which were still holding the steering wheel.

"Didn't the manager just say, if this is common? Everyone has been in my position. So I'm sure, everyone won't laugh at me. Huft." After monologuing and exhaling, to relieve his anxiety, Luqman finally got out of the car.

The man walked steadily towards the dining room. He was sure that everyone was gathering there. And sure enough, his mother smiled at his arrival.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat. Good morning everyone." Luqman greeted the entire room, smiling, to relieve his nervousness.

"Wa'alaikumussalam." All of the compacts returned his greetings, while looking towards him.

"Where did you go so early, son?" Mr. Andreas watched Luqman while stopping the movement of his hand stirring the food.

"My-I had a little business." Luqman was still commenting on the smile, then grabbed the water nearby and gulped it down.

"Em, there's something important, that I want to say." After relaxing enough, then Luqman said again.

"Oh yeah, what is it?" Mr. Andreas who was nearby enthusiastically asked. While Mama Firda and the others, looked at him seriously.

'What else does he want to do?' Mama Firda thought with curiosity.

"My age is no longer young, and good intentions should not be delayed." Luqman sighed, making those who were there look at each other in confusion.

"Clara, do you want to be my partner. Accompany me in joy and sorrow in a lawful bond?"

Everyone was shocked to hear Luqman. Even their mouths gaped, because of his insecurities.

'My son, finally dares to reveal his heart.' Mama Firda's inner voice trembled in admiration.

'Really, I did not expect that son Luqman would say that to my son.' Inwardly, Mr. Andrew and his wife.

'I-I'm not dreaming, right?' Clara patted both of her cheeks and also pinched her own hands, until she complained of pain.