Flower Clock Four

Pg: 8. Flower Conditions.

Mr. Agung who is in the car provides equipment for his young lady. The special equipment is shaped like an ear pohone that serves to cover the ear. But the ear phone is designed specifically for this young lady.

Pak Agung put Flowers in the back seat with Tantri as the right lean. Mr. Agung offered a similar item to an ear phone .

"Miss, please apply this tool to young lady". Said Mr. Agung while starting his car.

Gerngggg (sfx: car in gas )

Tantri pair the special tool and several times wipe the sweat from the face of the flower. Blood had stopped but sweat still continued to pour all over the body of the Flower despite having been exposed to the cold ac car.

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Somewhere else.

In the living room with a variety of luxury furniture looks beautiful and glittering. There was a middle-aged woman sitting limp with her blank stare leaning on the shoulder of an older looking woman.

" Dad, just calm down. Mas Agung can definitely pick up miss". Said bi Ijah while several times talking to calm the middle-aged woman.

Mother Bunga looked very sad with her blank stare. Several times Bi Ijah spoke was not ignored by this middle-aged woman.

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Inside the cafe.

Hoopla happens. Many women are busy gossiping. While the barista and his chef who in fact his men, not so problematic the problem.

Dian who talked a lot with her mother Flower looks pale-faced eloquently. Only one thing that occurred to Dian's mind at this time was whether he could still work at this cafe or not.

While other karya nya still cool chatting about the departure of Bunga and his worries of the mother of the cafe owner. This is natural because this is the first time the Flower goes with such a mystery.

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In the car.

This opens up for Tantri for the first time. For Tantri this is the second time. Tantri just guessed in her heart that her best friend this one has a serious internal disease.

Curiosity deep enough to overshadow Tantri's mind. Some questions he finally said to a driver who was driving a car at a fast enough pace.

"Anu, sir. What kind of sick flower"? Tantri said a little.

Mr. Agung stuck the back glass on the wheel. With a slightly astonished look he curled his lips and said with his cheerfulness.

" Hehhehe, maybe the young Miss of soy sauce, Non".

Tantri simply raised her eyebrows and furrowed her forehead. He rejected the statement of the Great sir in his mind.

Tantri who has been friends long enough with Bunga is very sad about the condition of his best friend this one. Disappointment was also included in his heart and soul because he did not know the pain of his friends. As a friend, it is something that cannot be accepted.

Tears looked slightly tearful to Tantri's eyes who several times looked at Bunga sadly. While the Great sir only glanced a few times the behavior of this young lady friend of his.

The trip does not feel long because the distance of the cafe with the Flower house is quite close.

Titttt taittt itttttt (sfx: sura horn )

" Iye iye patiently napa ". Say ketus Pak Aris on a new car coming.

Mr. Agung opened his car glass and stuck out his tongue and pulled his left eye with a hint of ridicule.

Mr. Aris just smiled a little by pointing his middle finger towards the car that was seen entering the front yard is quite spacious.

While inside the house, the worry of Flower's mother was treated when she heard the car horn of Mr. Agung. Bi Ijah went and opened the door of the main room. It looks like Mr. Agung and Tantri are lifting a flower that looks limp and half conscious.

Footsteps feel heavy for the mother of Flowers so that she does not have the power to approach her beloved child. This was not the case one or two times for him. He has felt this incident many times.

Mr. Agung and Tantri entered the main room which was quite spacious. Seen a middle-aged woman with shady tears and slick tears that had not dried up sat staring at the woman who was carried by Agung and Tantri.

"Dad, miss put where". Ask Mr. Agung slow down langakah approaching the mother of Flowers.

Mother Flower did not say a word. He just patted the big sofa next to him which looked very soft.

The flower lay in her mother's lap. Meanwhile, Mr. Agung and Tantri sat in front of him.

"Sir, could you please have Mr. Aris escort de Tantri to the house ".

Mr. Agung shook his head. And gently pull on Tantri's sleeves.

" Come on Non, I'll take you home ".

Tantri who has seen the condition of Flowers and the attitude of her mother. Downplays his intention to ask the condition of friends. He said he went home to the mother of Flowers and followed the Great sir to the front yard.

Mother Flower stared fixedly at this princess. The shadow of the past continues to haunt his mind when he sees the current condition. How many times his tears metes. Bi Ijah was moved to see this mother and child.

As usual if the curse of the flower returns then all that can suck the curse is a flower plant that blooms at four o'clock .

Ibu Bunga and bi Ijah mengapah Bunga towards the garden behind the house. A spacious garden with luxurious lighting looks beautiful with several small ponds and some small cottages.

Mother Bunga and bi Ijah laid Flowers in one of the huts around her filled with flowers at four o'clock. Then they left her and sat in one of the cottages near the lying Flower.

If one had a sixth sense one could certainly see a pitch-black aura surrounding this young lady's body. The pitch-black aura was slowly sucked in by the flowers surrounding the hut.

The Consciousness of the Flower returned and he tried to sit down to look at the surrounding state. Mother and bi Ijah rushed to the flower that was sitting limp. The mother hugged her child tightly while bi Ijah sat beside her looking at the eye code that the mother of Flowers gave her.

Bi Ijah knew the code given by the mistress immediately rushed to prepare her favorite food.

Mother Bunga hugged her child tightly and kissed her several times like a child. Bunga only fell silent over her mother's attitude and accepted with resignation her mother's behavior.

The memory of flowers for today is still not lost. Her memory will be lost when the Flower falls asleep.

Bi Ijah came up with a nice treat of food and warm tea. Mother Bunga stopped hugging her child when bi Ijah came. Mother Bunga who was aware of the condition Bunga asked bi Ijah to accompany Bunga to eat and she headed to the Flower room to pick up books and ballpoints to write.

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