Last Flowers

BT - 12

"Sir...." Dara revolted to take off Bagas's deck at that time.

Dara who immediately took off the hug away from Bagas, rushed him towards his room.

Dara's breath gasping..

"Crazy. dekdekan.." said the virgin holding his chest.

"i'm afraid of fainting" he added with a breath of breath as he walked towards his bed..

"Astaghfirullah. his eyes are clear in my eyes" said Dara, rubbing his eyes a little rough.

"The creeps" he added saw the fine feathers on both of his stairs rise up.

"oh Lord .. Why me?? goosebumps, deck-deans and kebayang also the face of Mr. Bagas .."

"It can be crazy for me for so long" said Dara, he rushed out of the room to the bathroom, he washed his face repeatedly. Dara began to calm down, focus on this time with her backpack, Dara was about to tidy up some of her clothes for her to take to her parents' house.

In Other Places..

Bagas sleeps on the sofa, while occasionally he calls names that are none other than roses.

you are truly evil .you are a truly deceptive rose, deceiving me beautifully, but hahaha but you stabbed me.. you also stabbed me not to stab him...

Bagas yelled but no one was hugging him.

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The morning arrived..

Dara was ready to take advantage of her holiday to visit both her parents, despite being in the same city, but Dara was forced to lie, it was as if he was working out of town in a better position.

"Auntie... Where's aunt going?" tanya Ziadar as Dara put her on the shirt after bathing her.

"Tante wants to take a little break after Auntie's back, okay?" dara said with a smile.

"Why is there a holiday? does papa allow it?" zaidar said with regret

"papa? hemm paapa has allowed it.." said the virgin a little doubt, his mind immediately remembered the incident last night between himself and Bagas.

"Why can you allow it??" annoyed Zaidar he just ran out of his room looking for Dimas around his house.

Zaidar's shout made Bagas who was still asleep on the sofa with his glassy appearance slowly open his eyes..

"Lapahhhh.... " Surprised Zaidar saw his father on the sofa with a messy appearance ..

Dara followed..

"Zai.. You haven't tidied your hair" said Dara walking quickly with a comb . then he held back his words a little while looking at Bagas who was still on the sofa with his glass.

"Papa? are you okay? why papa is like a person who does not shower five days, hekk ugly" plain Zaidar said to make Dara want to take off her laughter.

Bagas nervous..

"Hemm.. hmm yeah this is , this is because papa last night ...."

Where might I say I was drunk. ah shit this morning. - Bagas held back his explanation to Zaidar and sat in annoyance.

"Every night, papa came home late, papa's work was a lot so papa fell asleep here without bathing" said Bagas made his son frown.

Zaidar seems more interested in asking about the Dara holiday.

"Father...why did papah let Aunt Dara off? who's with me?" zaidar said a little annoyed.

Bagas glanced at Dara, Dara was downcast embarrassed by Bagas' gaze.

"Because Aunt Dara does need a day off, it needs to rest." said Bagas explained.

Zaidar's face looked gloomy for a moment.

Dara and Bagas threw eyes at each other.

"Hemm Zai, how do we get to Omah's house? want some?" ask Bagas.

"No. I don't want to!!" zaidar said as he galloped towards his room.

Dara called out her name trying to chase after her.. But Bagas suddenly pulled Dara's hand, until his step stopped.

"Let me speak, if you want to go, go and be careful" said Bagas then he walked away leaving Dara still silent.

Dara became confused alone, what should she do at that time?.

I can't bear to leave Zaidar, but I also miss my father and mother.

Dara was silent for a moment, then Dara decided to head towards the kitchen, there dara took the time to make breakfast for Bagas as well as Zaidar.

According to Alex, an Art who has been very confident Bagas will come back tomorrow, a little relieved.

Dara makes fried seafood with some spices that of course he saw from a cooking application that provides a lot of recipes.

Dara placed it on the dining table, worried about Zaidar, and stepped into Zaidar's room.

Dara held back her steps as Bagas who had bathed and dressed casually was hugging Zaidar.

"Papa will tell you when you have enough to understand this situation, now your job is just to learn and be a good child" said Bagas.

Hemm... What are they talking about?? did my question to Zai earlier become the discussion also on Mr Bagas??? I'm ashamed if Mr. Bagas finds out that I'm too pampered in his personal affairs... Dara saturate, instantly her heart became racing at that time.

"Tanteeeee" Zaidar saw Dara's figure from the side of the door that was not perfectly closed.

"Zai..." Dara looked nervous.

Since when was he there?? Inner Bagas.

"Zai, sir.. Underneath there is fried rice.When do you want breakfast?"

"Hemm .. we have breakfast first yuk." take Bagas to Zaidar, his attitude is still indifferent to Dara.

"Zai wants to bribe Aunt Dara.." pinta spoiled Zaidar.

"It is with pleasure. . ." said Dara smiling loosely.

"Papa gendong Zai in the back." added the spoiled Zaidar.

"Alright, come on" said Bagas with a pleased face.

Bagas carrying Zaidar led the way, Dara who was tailing smiled faintly.. Mr. Bagas looks warm when it's like this. But if I'm the same Alex, why cold as ice blocks ??

Dara sat beside Zaidar, painstakingly giving bribes for Zaidar.

Bagas silently watched the movements and gerik dara who looked sincerely treating Zaidar.

Roses, if you know my hope, I hope you sit next to Zaidar.. Inner bagas in his daydream..

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