FLOWER WARS

Chapter 29. Destiny Each.

"This is the second time you've left your car anywhere" Ambroos said with a reddened face holding back his annoyance. In front of him, Jacob stood, holding his hands behind his back. Similar to soldiers who were in a resting position on the spot.

His face looked ahead. But, he did not bow. Unlike a child who is frightened when scolded by his father. Jacob looked calm.

Behind Ambroos, Therese stood as she folded her arms in front of her chest. "Where are you, Jacob? Why do you look so messy?" tanyanya checked the state of the son.

"Round city. His car broke down on the riverbank, Mama," Jacob replied calmly.

"With that native girl?"

"The name is Flowers, Mama."

Therese grieving. "That girl is bad for you, Jacob. Look atyou. Looks like a child of the lowly."

Jacob lowered his head. He with all his might held the pain in his chest. The wound is still wet. He tried to hide it neatly so that his parents did not suspect.

"Native people are getting brave against us. And you're hanging out with them!" Ambroos.

"The flowers have nothing to do with the rebellious natives, Papa," Jacob said.

"You forgot that Papa doesn't trust his family!"

Jacob shook his head. "Flower is just an ordinary girl. He's not dangerous."

"Don't be stupid, Jacob! He could've stabbed you in the back" Therese said.

"No, Mama. I know Flowers well." Jacob looked at his mother. But, his heart thumped as he said his words.

"Why do you care so much about that girl? Do you realize who you are and who he is?" Therese approached the son, looking at his son with an intimidating look.

"Ik hou van haar (I love him), Mama!"

"Oh, Ambroos, Ik raadde het al (I've expected it)." Therese looked at her husband.

"Well, it's het niet geloven (I can't believe this)!" Ambroos is twitching his forehead.

Ambroos and Therese simultaneously stared at Jacob. The one who was stared at turned his face the other way.

"You're engaged to Anna. He is the most deserving son-in-law of the Janssen family" Therese warned Jacob.

"I never agreed to the engagement, Mama." Jacob challenged the mother's gaze boldly. "Excuse me" he said later, passing in front of his parents.

"How about this, Ambroos?" Therese ruffled her waist as she sighed many times.

Ambroos stroked his chin. It can't be rash to make decisions about Jacob. He even thought of a brilliant tactic that he had to talk about with important people in the Semarang city government.

Meanwhile in his room, Jacob was laying himself on his spacious bed. His lips were unceasingly smiling. The sweet face of the flower kept on shadowing her.

The girl was obviously worried about him. When he was injured by three native men near the river, Jacob could see how the Flower was so panicked to see it sprawled with blood. Even though he felt tremendous pain, but he was happy.

And, once again in the room where he was being treated, Jacob expressed his feelings. Convince Flowers if he really loves the girl.

What makes Jacob's heart now flowery is, the girl seems to be worried about her own feelings. If his expectations were not too high, he guessed Flower was thinking deeply about what the girl felt towards him.

Of course Jacob will continue to chase Flowers until the girl gives up on him.

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No one disputes the return of flowers which is late until the evening. The mother seemed to be silent in her room. His father was in the pavilion with his men.

That's what makes the curiosity flower so high to eavesdrop on his father's talk. He listened carefully from behind the back pavilion wall.

"I've said many times, Mr. Wirya. We have to move as soon as possible, the invaders are caught off guard. But, you won't listen to me."

"Our strength is not enough, Mr. Woto. I don't want to sacrifice a lot of fighters who aren't ready. It was suicide!"

"Then, how is this? Every move is monitored. We can't do anything else for a while."

"We wait until things calm down."

"But, until when?"

"Patience, patience, Mr. Woto."

The flower heard it seemed like there was a debate within the pavilion. His chest was pounding. It feels like the current situation is so precarious. As Ma'am Galuh told him, it was exactly the same as that which was being debated by his father and those people.

He recalled the three people who injured Jacob this afternoon. Allegedly, they are members of a group of fighters who do not want to cooperate with his father. And the Flower could not guess why they were unwilling to unite to fight the invaders.

"Flower!"

The girl jumped when she heard a call from behind her. The mother, Ratih, was standing there.

"Mother make Flowers shocked!" gerutu Flowers.

"Have you said many times, don't like eavesdropping." The mother grabbed the Flower's arm and took the girl into the house.

"The flower thinks I'm asleep." Flowers sit in the bamboo hall in the middle room.

"Why did you just come home? Where have you been?" Ratih's face clearly showed annoyance.

"Tadi ... there was a man who stabbed Jacob, Bunga took him to the place of Miss Galuh."

Ratih frowned. "Jacob stabbed?"

Flowers nod. Then he told his mother what happened. Hearing the story of the princess, Ratih pinched her forehead while adjusting her breathing.

"It's bad" said Ratih. "If Jacob's father knew, this would be terrible."

Flowers shudder. "Jacob promised not to tell anyone, including his parents."

"How bad is the wound? You think Jacob can hide it from his parents?"

"Jacob promised, Mom."

"Do you believe him, Bunga?"

Flowers lowered her face. Of course he doesn't fully believe in Jacob. However, she has been plagued by strange feelings ever since Jacob expressed his feelings for her.

"Flower, how far along are you with Jacob? What have you told him?" ask Ratih suspiciously.

"Relationship of Flowers with Jacob .. m-still as it once was. Friends, Mom."

"You sure?" The mother noticed the attitude of the Flower who looked a little nervous.

The flowers nodded slowly. And that made Ratih even more suspicious of him. "Jonest with Mom, Flowers. You're not in love with Jacob, are you?"

The flowers heard the mother's question. Back he shook his head. But somehow his chest felt tight. Like there was something that made it hard to breathe.

"Whatever you're feeling about Jacob, forget it. Because Raden Yusuf will remain your husband."

The flower swallowed its saliva with great difficulty. His chest is getting tighter. And the shadow of Jacob's handsome face flashed incessantly in his mind.

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