Besan Ooooh Besan's...

Keira and Arga

Keira decides to sell their modest home and makes it a down payment to buy a modest apartment in the same building she rented.

Jodi did not comment much because he also did not have further plans after his dismissal.

Fortunately Keira's florist business is now growing. Jodi decided to be part of his wife's business.

Once upon a time, Keira once found her husband crying in silence in the kitchen. But he kept smiling in front of him.

Keira knew how much she loved that woman. I don't know what he looks like and what his character is. But strangely, Keira did not feel the slightest bit angry and jealous.

Even after several years passed, Keira still often found her crying. Keira can only be her best friend. Even they have never had a husband and wife relationship despite sleeping naked. Although their status is still legal husband and wife. They never demanded and demanded each other.

Year after year passed. Arga is now in XII High School. In her spare time Arga always helped her mother take care of the store. Sometimes replacing the father to do the service send a bouquet.

"Ma, order a bouquet of white roses from a regular subscription has mama strung together?" tanya Arga who is compiling a bouquet of beautiful flower bouquets ordered by regular and new customers of the mama's shop.

"This is again mama rakai. How's papaamu? have you taken medication?"

"Ma already. But papa refused to go to the hospital"

"Yes already. Here's the bouquet. Let mama persuade papa. Niss.. Aniis. I tipped the store yes"

Keira immediately went home after leaving the store to his employees. She was really worried about her husband's health condition which had been declining for a week. The husband refused to be taken to the hospital.

"Jodi. Oh my goodness. Jodi. We're going to the hospital yeah-"

Jodi grabs Keira's hand, who is tugging at her phone. Weakly he said

"Don't. I don't want to be treated like people I don't know. I want you to take care of me" Jodi then pulled Keira's weak hand and told her to sit next to him.

"But your body temperature is why it's so cold" Keira added a thick blanket to her.

"I'm okay. Key, thanks for everything. Thank you for being patient with me all this time. Thank you for accompanying me on my day. Sorry I hurt your heart. I'm sorry I can't be a good husband to you. Find a partner who can make you happy and love you with all your heart. Sorry also because I can't give my heart to you" Jodi struggled a little.

Keira's tears fell. He has a bad feeling about Jodi's condition.

Keira clasped her hand tightly.

"I've forgiven you. My pal"

Jodi smiles. Then his eyes closed. His body was flinched a few times. Then hush.

Keira sobbing. He mourns the loss of his best friend.

The warm hand he held was now cold and stiff. Keira kissed the hand she had held.

"Goodbye friend. Hope you are happy there. Rest in peace" Keira tergugu. Jodi was once the man she loved.

At least, Keira blames their meeting with Jodi's first love. To change their quality of life.

Jodi is buried in the public cemetery. Keira and Arga strengthen each other. As the bodyguards one by one disappeared. Stay Keira and Arga who are still staring at the newly plugged navel.

"Ma, let's go home. The sky is overcast"

"You go first, Ga. Kasian papa is alone"

"Mama. Papa will be sad when my mom is sick. Papa is now healed. Papa must have been a lot of nemenin. Yuk's home. It will rain. Arga makes ginger water yes"

The water point began to fall. With a heavy heart Keira also obeyed Arga. Turn around and walk slowly while being grabbed by the child's tall body. Passing through the mound of earth.

Some people who had visited his family's tomb were no longer visible because the rain began to fall.

Only one who looks still faithfully stands staring at one headstone. Wearing a black stellan and a black umbrella. Glasses were perched on his nose. But what is quite attention Keira is a bouquet of flowers held by the man, is a bouquet with a business card shop that is still attached.

Keira walked past him.

Because, every year, falling on this date and month, someone from a giant company in the country always orders the same flower bouquet.

White roses with black paper as the wrapper.

Keira sometimes adds a few stalks of Crysant flowers or other flowers with matching colors.

Keira comes apart with Arga using a car, and Arga uses a dirt bike. Now they both have to be willing to piggyback using the two-wheeled off-road vehicle because Keira has been abandoned by the car he was riding.

No problem for him, because the motorbike is a relic of the husband who used to often use to go to the market. And now the agile motorbike was used by Arga to go to school and deliver flower packages.

"Ah shit." Arga sideways the trail bike repeatedly, but never turns on.

"Why?" ask the mother.

"I don't know, ma" Arga kept trying and kept failing.

"It's the same mama" Keira took over.

breeng.....

With one stroke, the motor was successfully turned on by Keira.

"Wuih, papa kepingin mama who brought it like this" commented Arga wanted to entertain the mama a little.

"Let's go up"

"But, ma-"

"Udah bauble. Want to go home? Or do you want to nemenin papa here?"

Arga jumped straight up into the back seat. Hugging the slender waist of his mother, because it is believed that if the mother has controlled this motor, do not expect to be able to sleep on the motor.

breengs

breengg..

Keira took out his motor several times and then released the clutch and pulled the gas. Make the bike slightly lifted the front tire. And he took her all the way around town. No matter what the spatter drenched their entire bodies.

Keira went through the streets and areas that she and her husband had been through and stopped by first. With tears mixed with rain. He dug back the memories of their happy times.

Arga did not dare to prevent it. As long as they are together, it does not matter if the mother wants to express her sadness left by a loved one.

It's not that Arga isn't sad. She was only self-conscious that she should be the strength of her mother when she was down.

They stopped at a crossroad because traffic lights suddenly stopped them. Thankfully, Keira's calculations were accurate. From a distance he had already estimated and calculated it. So he slowed his pace.

Because the bike is a little problematic and must always open the gas, another rider with a sport bike stops right next to it and does the same.

Keira glanced and ignored him.

"Hey, aren't you ashamed of being piggybacked?" the rider's circus was on Arga who was met with a slanted smile.

Keira does not accept her son being humiliated.

He started counting the time and prepared. The driver next to him saw Keira's gelagat and got ready.

Just as the lights turned green, the trail motor darted through the car and did a little attraction by jumping on the sidewalk as high as 20cm. Then they stopped right in front of the flower shop.

The person in the car he was passing just shook his head.

STILL A SELOW YES BEIBZ