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74. Meeting Childhood Friends

Davien daydreamed in the chair of his pride, he looked so very frustrated with the problems he was facing. His body moved backwards leaning on the chair closed his eyes tightly enjoying the sense of emptiness, annoyance, regret that slipped into the recesses of his soul.

Tok tok!!!

James opened the door from the outside, the man went inside and lowered his head. "This president it's time for you to go home" James reminded Davien that the man had to return home to rest. He turned his gaze to the shards of glass still scattered on the floor.

James was surprised his eyes slightly sharpened it was impossible for Davien to damage the crystal ball decoration, but James himself did not know why the decoration could break. Seeing Davien's condition is very concerning James does not want to discuss it at this time.

"If you want to go home first" Davien said in a state of closed eyes.

"If the president pleases I will wait here until the President is willing to return home" James maintained his standing on the spot, waiting for Davien to change his mind.

The man opened his eyes pushing his body forward and then stood up from the chair. "I'm going home" Davien stepped towards the door then exited, followed by James from behind.

***

That night Marvel helped Bunga pack all his stuff. Marvel was actually very curious but saw the face of the Flower that was still moist with both eyes seemed to swell, red nose and sometimes even tears by themselves still dripping. Seeing all that, Marvel could not ask what really happened.

Later that night after finishing packing, Bunga insisted on returning to the village. Inevitably Marvel brought Bunga back to his hometown.

***

On the way to the house, Davien looks helpless daydreaming even James who saw it as if reminiscent of the bad memories of the past where Davien slumped a few years as if back to his Master.

This is the second time James saw Davien very frustrated, even Davien as if he was not passionate to continue his life his facial expression was very flat his mind was also empty.

"Take me to the apartment, I want to see him!" davien said in a weak tone.

James then turned his car back to the apartment where Bunga lived. After arriving there Davien took the elevator to the top floor.

After the elevator door opened Davien stepped out walking slowly. He was standing at the door. Want to use a special access card that he has to open the door but he undoes the intention because his relationship with Flowers is not good then Davien prefers to press the bell button.

Tong!

Almost a few times Davien pressed Belnya but there was no reply from the inside. Even the door is still tightly closed. Because impatiently Davien finally used a special access card to get inside.

His body was fixated all the rooms looked dark not a single light was on. Davien moved his hand turning on the lights in every corner of the room.

The man walked slowly deeper. His gaze probed every place where he set foot. Davien let out a rough sigh he was sure Bunga had already left his apartment.

Davien chuckled exasperatedly at laughing at himself for consciously making a mistake. Unable to resist Davien's emotions destroyed all sorts of things that were in front of his eyes.

Everything that was seen was instantly destroyed - not a single one remained. His breath gasping had all been shattered. But Davien was still not satisfied his chest felt tight and hot he then hit a glass with his fist.

Krak!!! pyaarr!!!

Ka was smashed to pieces but he felt no pain in his hand. He didn't even realize blood was coming out of the back of his hand that was hit by broken glass.

Everything was destroyed scattered on the floor, Davien just silently dropped his body sitting on the floor enjoying the pain in his chest. His hand moved to grab the tie pulling it to make it a little loose and not tight when breathing.

Looking at all the broken items in front of him, Davien likened it to the feelings and hearts of Flowers that he deliberately smashed to pieces. It was impossible for Davien to restore his broken and disappointed heart.

His body curled up hugging both legs hiding his face deeply. Realizing a mistake that should not have come this far, Davien reluctantly could not help his grief.

***

"This president is a file about the lady of flowers that the president asked for" James said, putting a map on the table.

Davien just looked at him, he had not had time to touch the map James said again. "But the president of this file is also important, I hope the president will read first about the liberation of land located in a village, some residents there do not want to leave their homes" James again put a map on the map of Flowers.

"This is about the housing project?" Davien said after reading it, he worked with several companies to establish a luxury housing in rural areas, with views that are still natural, nuanced, the village attracted businessmen to build housing in the area.

But Davien was not aware that the village in question was the village where Bunga lived.

"Why don't you just pay them and ask them to leave the house. If necessary, give them whatever they ask for. You took care of this permit for more than 3 months and up to this point you haven't finished it??" Davien could hardly divide his time but at the moment he had to step in because James could not solve such a small problem. "You prepare everything, tomorrow we will go to the village, I will meet the people there!" Davien rested his back on the chair as comfortably as possible.

"Good president" James lowered his head after he went out.

Davien closed his eyes in a plan to meet the villagers. She soon remembered a childhood friend she had met. Davien pushed his body forward near the table while his hand moved open the drawer.

His eyes were fixed on a small sun puppet that was inside. The doll was given by her childhood friend..Davien recalled where he had met the girl, suddenly the desire to meet her childhood friend seethed in his mind.

Davien kept a small, sun-shaped doll into his pocket after stepping out of the room.

His steps were glued to look at the map containing data about flowers. Looks like Davien intends to return the sun puppet to its owner after that he will just go to meet the Flower.

***

On the other hand Bunga turned out to have reopened his grandmother's soto shop first. The woman looks busy cooking, concocting soto sauce.

In addition, he also served some customers who had just arrived.

"Waah I haven't enjoyed your flower soto for a long time, before your grandmother died she always said that you will continue your grandmother's business and it is now proven. After you prefer to go to the city, you finally come back and continue your grandmother's business" said a middle-aged mother.

"Please enjoy Mom" Flower put a bowl of soto on the table. "Yes it seems like I'm more comfortable living in this village than in the city" a faint smile had adorned his face, before slowly disappearing as the Flower entered inside. "Maybe I should have stayed in the village" he murmured inwardly.

It was late afternoon, Bunga cleaned up his shop. Because his house and soto shop became one so that flowers do not need to bother moving places.

From a distance a black car was heading towards his house.

Turns out the car belonged to Davien, he stopped not far from the tavern. From the inside Davien saw the shadow of a woman on her back, looking busy cleaning the table with a rag.

Because the day is getting darker and the lights around are not too tight making the visibility more limited. Davien was happy because he wished she was his childhood friend.

Davien opened the door and stepped out of the car. His gaze was still watching the figure of the woman who was still on his back. Davien picked up the sun puppet from inside his suit pocket as he walked over he continued to look at the puppet in his hand.

"Excuse me?” Davien stood right behind the Flower.

Hearing a heavy voice from behind, Flowers instantly nailed his body. He immediately recognized who the owner of the voice was. The flower was nervous, its heart suddenly beating rapidly.

"Excuse me, is it true that the owner of this store is a grandmother?” again, Davien tried to say hello when he did not get the advice of the woman who was still standing in front of him.

Flowers are increasingly convinced that the man who is now behind him is Davien, what else after smelling the scent of perfume that was carried by the wind towards him. Flowers still clearly remember it was Davien's perfume.

“Excuse me?? Did you hear my voice?”

It was impossible for Bunga to dodge, he finally decided to greet the man.