FLOWER WARS

Chapter 23. The Conflict Between Jacob and Raden Yusuf.

The flower did not believe what it saw. As she exited the school gate, the girl saw Raden Yusuf had just gotten off the horse-drawn carriage. The young man smiled at her while waving his hand.

Although the look on the face of Bunga instantly turned grim, the girl still approached Raden Yusuf.

"Mas came to pick you up, Dik," said Raden Yusuf. The curly-haired youth opened the door at the back of the carriage for Flowers.

"Mas Yusuf why are you here?" ask the Ketus flower. He folded his arms in front of his chest.

"So Mas said to pick Adek up, to?"

"It shouldn't be necessary, Mom. Ki Pranoto used to pick me up." He mentioned the name of his father's personal coachman.

"Starting today is different, yes, sir. Who will pick up flowers every day."

"Who told you to? Mr?"

"Mas himself wants to."

Flowers clucked sebal. He turned his face away. His hands are still in the side.

"Have, you don't need to ask much. Come on, up," pinta Raden Yusuf.

Flowers shudder. "I disagree Mas Yusuf decided something unilaterally like this."

"Dik Bunga, you're Mas's future wife. I should have learned to take care of you. Go, up!" Raden Yusuf grabbed Bunga's arm and dragged the girl towards the carriage. Behind the horse, the coachman was waiting.

"Hou op (Stop it)!" someone who came out of nowhere. However, when Bunga realized that the voice belonged to Jacob, the girl revealed her faint smile.

Raden Yusuf scanned Jacob's figure with nanar. He hated the Dutch, of course. Even at this moment, his hands had been clenched, although he did not yet know who the young man was.

"Deliver!" Jacob pulled the Flower's hand from Raden Yusuf's. He could already guess who the mature-skinned man was.

Of course Raden Yusuf was angry with Jacob's actions. His round sunken eyes were getting more and more rounded. "Are you ready for a flower?" tanyanya.

"I'm his girlfriend." Jacob hugged the shoulder of the Flower, making the girl surprised. However, Bunga realized this was only Jacob's wits to prank Raden Yusuf.

"Right, Mrs Flower?" raden Yusuf asked while looking intently at Jacob.

The flower grabbed Jacob's hand and grasped it tightly. The young man smiled with great joy. "Yes, Joseph."

Raden Yusuf removed the two friends' hands and separated them. "You Dutch people don't know yourself, don't you dare touch our woman with your dirty hands!"

Jacob pulled the Flower behind his back, while he put his body in front of Raden Yusuf. "I've always respected Bunga and treated her like an honorable woman."

"Omong empty!" jusuf Sentak Raden. His pair of round eyes moved to and fro. It looks weird, but it's ridiculous. It did not appear that the man was angry. "You rotten invaders, you shameless greedy people. You think you can do anything on our land?" The man smiled slanted. "We will not remain silent!"

"Mas Joseph!" The flowers stopped the man's words. He was afraid that Raden Yusuf would say things that he should not say, in such an emotional state. Although he believed in Jacob, however, Bunga was afraid that anyone would hear him. Because since then, many disciples had passed by and looked at them with astonished gazes.

"You defend the invaders, Mr Bunga?"

"It's not like that. Jacob is not the same as them."

Hid

Raden Yusuf spits violently. "In his body flows the blood of dirty invaders that .. hey! Oi! The flower! Where are you going?!" raden Yusuf shouted as suddenly Bunga pulled Jacob's hand and ran away.

The two continued to run across the houses, sugar cane plantations, until finally they reached the river where they used to spend time together.

"Gosh, did you see the look on his face?" jacob said in his laughter. "You should wait until he finishes the speech."

"I didn't expect your parents to match you up with a guy like that." Jacob pushed down the Flower's shoulder plan.

"But he's Kyai's big boy in Semarang."

"But he looks stupid."

"Indeed."

Both of them laughed again for a while to the point that their abdominal muscles were exhausted.

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Tumenggung Wirya sat in the living room of his house with a tense face. Beside him, Ratih, tried to calm him down. A while ago, they had just received a report from Raden Yusuf about the incident in AMS Semarang when the young man picked up Bunga.

"Patience, Sir. We ask his son when he comes home" said Ratih.

"He's warned me many times not to hang out with company kids!" said Tumenggung Wirya while clenching his hands furiously.

Ratih could only rub her husband's arm gently, to slightly ease her irritation. A few moments later, a sound of the front door being opened by someone. Flowers emerged from behind the middle door.

"Bunga, here, Nduk," the pinta Ratih waved at his daughter.

Flowers who saw the tense face of the father and his sharp gaze, could have guessed, that Raden Yusuf had reported the incident at school to his father. Slowly the girl placed her tat pan on the chair across the table. Head lowered. He did not dare to resist the piercing gaze of Tumenggung Wirya.

"You've gone too far, Bunga. You have humiliated me in the eyes of Raden Yusuf. You know that, Bunga?"

The flower swallowed its saliva with great difficulty. "Sorry, Mr ...." His voice vibrates. "From the beginning of the flower did not want to be betrothed to Raden Yusuf."

"Father knows what's best for you!" tumenggung Wirya Sentak.

Flowers gathered the courage to fight against his father's gaze. "The flowers don't want to, sir. Bunga won't marry Raden Yusuf."

"How dare you fight your father?" Tumenggung Wirya stood up and pointed right in front of the princess's face.

"Sir, be patient, sir" said Ratih, pulling her husband's arm back to sit.

Tumenggung Wirya seemed to catch his breath hunting. His face was reddened with anger.

"If you finally have to be a wife and housewife, why did you send Flowers?"

"Father send you to school so that you have knowledge. So that you can become a mother who can educate your children later."

"Is that so, sir?" The flower that had been able to control himself was getting bolder to fight all his father's words. "Or did you just prepare the Flower to be married by people from the upper class?"

"You!" Wirya clenched her hands. "Everything you decide for your life is the best. I just want you to be able to live a quiet and protected life."

"Protected? Protected from what, sir?" Now the eyes of the flower are so demanding. Maybe now is the time for the girl to reveal everything she's been craving all along.

"The father did not want Bunga involved with the secret plan that had been arranged with the other fighters," said Bunga made Tumenggung Wirya stupefied.

The flower pulled out a necklace from behind her clothes. Then show the rose-shaped pendant with a spiked stalk on the father.

"It's too late, sir. Flowers are a member of Gerwa Mui now."

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