Last Flowers

BT - 02

"Daraaa" The voice made Dara stare cynically at the woman who called out to her.

"Lo think I'm a budeg huh, San?" Kesal Dara at that time.

"Haha.." Laughter Susan, Dara's friend since they both entered the job.

"Gue's overtime, San" Dara told Susan that it was Shift's day.

"Asik.we can go home with dong" said Susan.

"It could be, I'm nebeng yaa" said Dara chuckling.

"Easy.. Lo rest first there, it's two o'clock surely Lo has not prayed Zuhur" said Susan who always paid little attention to Dara.

"Or aja Lo, yasudah yes I pray first" said Dara rushed to leave his desk.

Tig... Lo it's sometimes crazy yes, just want to work overtime 2 shifts. - Inner Susan while staring at Dara who slowly moved away and disappeared from her sight.

At 10 p.m.. Dara and Susan are ready to go home.. The two of them are not always in the same shift, the schedule made by their supervisors is always changing every month.

However, every time they were in the same shift, Dara always routinely rode Susan's motorbike to the bus stop where they would be separated.

In addition to saving time, of course Dara also saves the travel costs half of the nominal that he had to spend.

"Dar, be careful" Susan said as she parted ways with Dara.

"Yes. yeah.. Just calm down" said Dara while behaving respectfully like the middle of a flag ceremony.

"Basar Lo, joking continues." said Susan chuckling.

"My stomach mules, me first huh? You dare, right?" said Susan.

"Well that's the result, eat chicken geprek in the corner ga share me" ledek Dara.

"Lo said Lo was full, how the hell" Susan protested.

"Yes I'm kidding. it's gone. Be careful yaa" said Dara then Susan left Dara.

The night is indeed public transportation will rarely be seen.

Five minutes Dara waited, she stood on the edge of the stop..

Instantly her eyes squinted at the light that pierced her eyes, Dara averted her eyes..

"Ko is getting Deket, why is it a car in this direction" Dara said as he retreated one step.

Dara saw the car swaying left to right, the speed was irregular..

Then, Byurrrr...

"Wooooyyyyy" annoyed Dara when the car drove very fast through the puddle of water until Byurr was hit by the body parts of the wet lion seen.

Some people who were at the stop approached Dara, seeing Dara's condition.

"Less Ajarrrrrr!!!" annoyed Dara when he saw the clothes on the front was dirty and wet.

"B 294 S"

"Gue ingetin tuh plate number, insolent" said Dara annoyed.

"I think he was drunk" said one of the men.

"Mak lap used to wear Tissue" he added.

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Dara clucked irritably as her tired body worked now had to wash clothes even though the day was very late.

"Basar crazy rich people, can-can drive a car while recklessly.. Apes really, if it's not washed the clothes must be the stain is durable not want to disappear" said Dara annoyed while rubbing his clothes.

"Why are you, Dara? why do the nights wash clothes?" said Ani's mother who woke up because she heard the sound of water rustling in the kitchen area.

"oh so.. have you eaten? do you want me to heat up the soup?" said Ani's mother.

"Not Ma'am, may Ma'am, I'm hungry" said Dara, rinsing her clothes.

After washing and bathing, the virgin took the time to eat.. The simple menu becomes Dara's belly filler tonight.

After eating, Dara returns to her room.she opens her old laptop to write a piece of the story continuing her handwriting.

"It's really tiring" Dara said when she saw the clock was already showing at one in the morning.

Dara decided to hurry to sleep.

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Dara is back to her activities.. Working to meet the needs of his small family, his father had not worked since he was in third grade High School because of lung disease that attacked his father, Dara, feeling tired and easily sick makes Dara's mother struggle to support her children by selling cakes sent to the stalls every morning.

After graduation, Dara may soon find a job to replace her mother.

This morning did not see Gustaf who was also about to go to work, making Dara a little hope that he was not late to come to his office.

Though I really met Gustaf mas, so in between and can get fried rice again.. He said in his heart as he waited for public transport.

Arriving at the lobby where he worked that was not too big, Dara turned back her body, looking at the parking lot.

"Are I familiar????" dara said slowly.

"Daaraa.." cried Susan's booming voice.

"What san? why are you so excited?!" said Dara approaching Susan.

"Ih Lo jutek really, Lo tau ga ad akabar surprising youh" said Susan slowly .

"What?!"

"It's rumored that our company is collabs, and wants to buy a new company." said Susan made Dara frown.

"Then anyway? what is our fate?" moo Dara was worried.

"We can be safe, now our superiors have a meeting above." said Susan seriously.

Dara immediately thought about how the fate of her family would be if she had to be affected by her PHK changes.

Dara seemed uninspired at that time, even his mind so far floated facing poverty, the thought then became the subject of Susan's jokes that never stopped mocking Dara.

At lunchtime, Dara and Susan decide to buy a simple meal in her office.. Susan's steps stopped for a moment when Dara hit a handsome luxury car in black ..

"What do you want Lo Dar??" susan said confusedly as she headed towards the direction where Dara was standing at this moment.

Dara dyed, peeking at the contents of the car that seemed deserted uninhabited at that time.

"Gue believes this is a car that was careless last night" said Dara annoyed.

"why Dar?" confused Susan.

"He last night rode in a dirty car, splashed a puddle of water onto my shirt.wet my shirt" annoyed Dara while leaving her waist.

"Gue apain huh..?? hemm" Dara thought for a moment while glancing around ya.

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Hang hehehe

guess what, what Dara would do??? heheh