Flower Seller Girl

Last Night

The days continued as usual. Today is exactly 2 weeks after Adnan decided to come back to the capital. After papa's words first, Lily so often seemed pensive to think about it. His heart always trembled with pain when he remembered the last utterance of papa.

This time Lily shook her head. Expelling the negative presumption that dares to stop in his mind. It is just a advice that parents usually say for the good of their children. He smiled at himself, then invited his mind to occupy himself with his learning module.

He opened it sheet by sheet after reading it first. As his eyes carefully looked at the anatomical image of the abdomen, his focus was scrapped. He imagined the picture of the kidney was a mango, because the shape is the same according to him. Until his saliva came and he swallowed many times. The girl remembered the neighboring mango tree she saw this morning when she was leaving for college.

Lily watched the 'mango' for quite a while. He felt his salivary glands were five times faster to produce saliva so he wanted him to eat the fruit. Lily stood up to go out hunting for the fruit.

“Where to?” Dion who just happened to open the door was about to enter the room a little surprised because of the presence of Lily who was behind the door.

“Mau mango, Mas. That neighbor mango, you know.” Shines of hope poked on the two brown eyes beads of the girl.

“Mango again.” Dion said lazily. “Tadi 'has been bought a lot. Even everything you spend.” Dion was confused. He said as he entered and closed the door.

“The neighbor's mango looks better. It's fresher too. Come on, Mas, let's ask,” whining again. Lily followed Dion to the clothes room. Hope Dion will fulfill his wish.

“Enak what? Mango is young and must be very acidic.” Dion grimaced imagining a young mango in his mouth. And, haha ... What would the neighbor who had the mango say if he asked for the mango. Like he couldn't just buy that fruit.

“No papa acid too. But Dion asked, yes. Yes .. yes.” Lily stopped Dion's hand from picking up the pajamas. His face was full of supplications.

Dion breathed. “Tomorrow I'll buy you another bigger and sweeter one. Want how many? One truck? One tronton? Or one acre of trees?”

Lily was sulking. “It doesn't need that much either, Mas. I just want two. But the neighbor mango fruit it.” The girl held her mouth.

“Haissst, your request is on-the-go. Already said the fruit is still raw, it is not tasty.” Dion remains indifferent to Lily's unreasonable request. He took off Lily's hand and undressed her.

“That's delicious, Mas. Just seen, I immediately swallowed saliva.” Still trying to persuade. Without realizing it, Dion was bare-chested.

With a long breath because Lily who was not captive continued to whine, Dion finally resigned. “Ya, already. Tomorrow we ask.” Her tears are not very pleasing to the eye. “Sucks,” sungut.

“Kok tomorrow? Now dong, Mas,” whining again.

“ It's late at night. They may have slept. Don't you have any shame waking them up to begging?” sewot Dion's.

“Hehe. Yeah, it's tomorrow. But Mas Dion promised, huh?”

“Hm.”

The girl was so excited that she jumped. “Still, Mas,” she revealed by hugging Dion's body.

“Thanks for being right.”

“Mm?”

Dion pointed at one of his cheeks to kiss.

“Oh.” Then the little girl tried to reach Dion's cheek to tiptoe, “ngak nyampe, Mas,” lamented by continuing to tiptoe. His hand he stuck to Dion's waist as a fulcrum.

Although Dion grumbled, he finally bowed as well. But not to give her cheeks but lips. Lily fell silent and wanted to remove her hand from the man's waist. Of course Dion didn't let Lily off the hook. The touch of the girl's hand that hit her skin had ignited the passion.

Lily felt in danger seeing Dion's originally fierce gaze become intentional. He retreated cautiously, intending to get out of this unfavorable situation. But it's not that easy, man. Dion's longer hands and steps managed to lock his tiny body in his warm embrace.

“M-Mas.”

“I told you you should thank me correctly.”

“Besok aja thanks if so. If the mango fruit already exists.” Trying to stop lips that have started surfing everywhere.

“Can't!”

Lily's petite body that was not comparable to Dion's tall and mighty was definitely defeated. Somehow Dion, they're already in the bedroom. And Dion started the activity he wanted with a burning spirit.

•••••

The man who still had the energy pulled the blanket to cover Lily's body. While Lily was helpless because of her actions. Dion pulled the tip of her lips to see the red mark adorning Lily's neck. Once again he allowed the blanket to warm his wife's body which only he knew how it looked now.

Lama Dion highlights Lily's face with his hands gently stroking the woman's head, as if this is the last chance to see Lily up close. Dion shook his head, cursing his stupid delusion that had dared to think badly all the way there.

Shortly after, his smartphone sounded. He glanced at the wall clock. It's very late at night. Who's the underworker calling at this hour. Dion goes dumb and goes on stroking his wife's head because Lily's move may be interrupted by the sound of the call.

Once again the phone rang making Dion cluck. Dion carefully moved Lily's hand from her neck. Yes, the girl's habit while sleeping was to hold Dion's junkyard. At first Dion was also feeling uncomfortable because of it. But the more days he got used to it.

“Where are you going? Don't leave! Don't stay with me, I'm afraid.” Either consciously or unconsciously Lily was babbling by holding Dion's hand. But his eyes still closed.

“I just want to answer the phone.” After being answered that way, Lily finally took off her hand letting Dion do as said earlier.

“Why? Don't you have a job to call these nights?” the Blow to the Caller. He answered the phone while away from the bed, occasionally glancing at the bed.

“I'm sorry, sir, for interrupting your evening. I've sent a message but Ba-”

“Just tell me what's important? Watch out if it doesn't matter!” threatening Dion makes Phasa, who turns out to be the Caller must have gulped there.

“Secretary Pak I Nengah Natya wants to advance the meeting schedule to tomorrow, Sir,” reported Fasa with a slightly vibrating voice. I Nengah Natya is a big businessman from Bali who will become one of Dion's business partners.

“Why suddenly?” Dion was surprised. They should meet in Bali next week.

“Lusa Pak I Nengah there is a sudden business trip abroad until about two or three weeks. If you object we can make another meeting on his return later,” proposes Fasa.

That's too long. While the cooperation plan to build a subsidiary with one of the famous businessmen from Bali was quite long. Not to mention the meeting this afternoon the shareholders and the board of directors urged that construction begin immediately. Because there are no more significant obstacles to start development. Just sign and review the location.

“Good. Prepare the flight tomorrow. Send an e-mail to each member of the board of directors!”

“Good, Sir.” After the connection is broken, the Phase breathes a sigh of relief. He's lucky Dion didn't ask why he told me this late. Because after coming home from the office, he immediately went to sleep and only woke up a few minutes ago and then checked and read the important e-mail.