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75. Is This a Dream?

Their eyes looked at each other. Davien was stunned to think that the female figure standing in front of him was a flower.

While Flowers were like that he did not expect that Davien would follow him to the village.

How was the Flower there, or was he a child at the time? Davien did not expect his childhood friend who had once given him a sun doll was actually a flower. How foolish she was the woman she had loved all along, the woman who had been by her side was her childhood friend.

"flower?" his voice was weakening and trembling.

"Stop!" Flowers exclaimed asking Davien to stop on the spot when he saw the man step forward.

Devien confused his forehead wrinkled rough while his eyes conicaled towards the Flower. His gaze turned to the hand where the wound was still present. It's been a week, maybe the wound has dried up. "Your hand, what about–," he said interrupted because Davien could not speak anymore.

But quickly the Flower hid his hand backwards. "What else?" said Bunga, he seems really still very disappointed with Davien. A man who is loved but can hurt him, if you remember it until now Bunga still can not forgive Davien.

Davien remembered his mission to come to that place, he then smiled as he raised his hand revealing the small doll Flower that was in his palm. "Do you remember this?" Davien hopes Bunga still remembers the doll.

The flower turned its gaze towards the sun-shaped doll that Davien was in hand with, its facial expression looking flat. Flowers seem to be remembering the past where he was a child then met Davien and when he gave the doll, all the memories crossed even Flowers can remember it clearly.

"I came here to return this. I didn't think that the little girl who used to always comfort me when I was down was you Flower, me" she said.

"I don't need that doll! You can take it if you want!" Flowers prefer to return to complete their work, going inside with a bowl and glass in hand.

Davien stepped closer and spoke. "Didn't you ever ask me to return this doll?”

"I said I don't need the doll anymore, you can pick it up and get out of here!!" the flowers from inside.

"Flower me please!”

Bunga was irritated that his life had calmed down again because of the arrival of Davien. He then walked out to see her. "Give me the doll, give me the doll!" The flower asked for a small doll from her.

Davien gladly gave it to her but the Flower snatched the rough then threw it far ahead and lost it in the bushes.

Davien turned his head towards where the doll was thrown away, he was shocked speechless and turned his gaze towards the Flower. "Why did you throw it away?”

"I told you I didn't need the doll, didn't you hear what I said!" Flowers raised her tone, she was really still heartbroken every time she saw Davien's face. Tega injures his hand for accidentally ruining a gift Davien got from his ex. At that time Bunga felt that he was nobody to her. Throwing away the doll was already quite representative of how the Flower actually felt to him for now. The flower no longer wants to listen to reason or anything from its mouth.

"If you came here to return the doll, let's just say your mission was successful! Now you get out of here! Kedaiku is closed, no longer accepting customers!" The flower went inside and then closed the door tightly.

Brak!!!

Davien was still silent at the door not expecting that Bunga really hated him. At least being able to see the face of the flower reduces a little longing that is so dusty. The flower was in plain sight but touching it he had no chance. There was not much Davien could do he just silently enjoyed the disappointment and heartache of the rejection of Bunga but he did not blame the woman because he realized he had made a very fatal mistake.

Now all Davien can do is go and give time to the Flower to heal the wounds in his heart.

After Davien left Bunga again opened the door, his gaze directed to Davin's car that was getting away lost in the dark of the night.

His eyes were red with a clear sparkle that seemed to flow through the cheeks. He accidentally saw a paper bag on the table. After opening and seeing the contents of the Flower increasingly unable to resist crying. Davien brought medicine and other equipment for his injuries. After remembering that there was something more important as the flower moved to accelerate its pace towards the bushes where he had thrown the doll away.

"Where is the doll!, where is it!" Flowers are still looking for her. From one side to the other split the bushes and dense grass. Flowers to the point of ignoring her injured hand was dirty from the ground, the most important thing for her right now was that she could find her doll.

The flower immediately nailed his hand as it looked at the thing it was looking for. Bunga quickly grabbed it and then threw out a breath of relief. "Well! Thank goodness I found it" The flower clasped tightly around her then.

On the other hand a black car was heading towards him stopping right in front of the Bunga house. Two tall men came out of the car. They walked over to the Flower who was crouching in the bushes.

The woman realized that there was a car parked in her house quickly she stood up and exclaimed. "I told you you'd better go!" his lips were immediately riveted, he thought that the car belonged to Davien who came back to see him but it turned out that he was wrong. Flowers don't even recognize whose car is there.

Gluey!

Flowers gulped down his hard-earned saliva, he started to get scared looking at the two men who were in front of his eyes. Flowers stared warily at the two of them. "Who are you?" said scared.

The increasingly frightened flower stepped back backwards warily.

"Miss need not fear, we will not hurt you Miss!" the two men shifted their bodies allowing Flowers to walk into the car.

There was a driver who opened the door. Flowers shook their heads slowly, unsure that the person in front of her eyes was a good person. His mind was rummaging out of nowhere but at this moment what the Flower could do was to escape.

“I'm not thickening you guys!” The flower had run away but the two men swiftly caught it holding the arms of the Flower on one side and the other side.

Flowers kept on revolting asking them to let go of her hand but the request of Flowers they ignored.

"Deliver! If you don't let me go, I'll yell and you know all the villagers will come out and beat you up!" Bunga tried to show off his courage, even though he was scared to death.

"If Miss doesn't rebel we won't do this, so we beg your cooperation Miss, come with us. We'll explain later."

"You think I'm crazy! I don't know you guys and all of a sudden you guys come in here to arrest me and ask me to be nice? How could I possibly think that you guys aren't evil! Your face just looks scary!."

The two men on his right and left side looked at each other. "We guarantee we won't hurt Miss, so for the last time we'll please cooperate with us. We guarantee we'll get Miss back in one piece."

"I don't want to!" free Flower revolted the two men easily lifted his body and brought the Flower into the car forcibly.

While in the car, Bunga still screamed hysterically because he felt that he was being kidnapped. He even had time to call Davien's name hoping that he would come back and help him but his efforts were in vain.

Flowers could not do anything because the two men were sitting on the right and left side. Flowers try to calm down and believe what they are saying.

Eventually the flowers stopped revolting not knowing where they were going to take her. The car was speeding away to the city.

***

After a few hours he saw the car stopping in front of a towering gate in front of him, when the driver honked himself the door opened.

The car drove back at low speed going inward. Now Flowers see trees on the right and left neatly arranged on the side of the road. I don't know what the place is because Bunga hasn't seen a house other than a tree. From a distance there was a very bright light. The light comes from a house, doesn't it! it is more like a palace.

Flowers were made gaping looking at the mansion was enormous and majestic, many times he gulped his saliva. "Excuse me, uncle! This house...this is actually whose house? Who are you guys?" Flowers appear to investigate towards the man sitting on the right and left side alternately.

The man lowered his head. "Relax Miss as per our promise from the beginning we won't hurt Miss, now I beg Miss to get out of the car" she opened the door then got off and allowed Flowers to get out of the car.

His gaze swept out in all directions, Flowers were extremely frightened as well as wary.

"Please Miss" said a woman dressed in an employee uniform, she was the butler in the house. Let the flowers follow him. "Let Miss come with me inside" she added, she walked over giving Flowers a hint to keep following her.

Flowers look so nervous he is always on the lookout for people around. After stepping inside the first room where he set foot, his eyes were already pampered with expensive furniture that adorned the entire room. "Whose house is this? Uh! Wait.. se.actually this is why? Am I dreaming? I feel like I'm getting into a fairy tale!" muttered.

"Miss, can you come with me?" the butler spoke in a calm yet firm tone, he asked Bunga to speed up his pace.

"mmm... Yes" as per the instructions, Bunga quickened his pace following the butler.

Before long they stopped in a room in front of a towering door right in front of the eyes.

"Excuse me actually... Whose house is this?" whisky Flower. "So actually from earlier.Not even one of you has explained to me at all" Bunga said nervously, he was trying to dig up information from the maid.

But still the same, the butler did not give the answer that Bunga wanted him to just shut up and smile. "Please enter Miss, all the answers Miss wants will be Miss gets later inside" said the butler after the door opened.

“Oh!” The flower nodded its head then entered the room. The room was very big and quiet. Before long there was only the sound of a heart rate detection monitor that echoed in the ear cavity. Instantly the tip of his eyes fell upon a man who lay weakly on the bed.

The flower was nervous as well as agitated, digesting what was really going on right now and again who was that person? Many medical devices lit up that were connected to his body.