Last Flowers

BT - 08

Dara has finished doing her job almost a full day, ranging from cooking breakfast to accompanying Zaidar to nap according to his schedule.

Dara was able to fall asleep while accompanying Zaidar, seeing the wall clock shows at three in the afternoon, where soon Zaidar had to wake up from his nap.

"Before Zai wakes up, I'd better take a shower first." said Dara. Dara headed to her room, she felt her work hours were almost complete so she chose to wear black leggings with a pink home shirt.

After taking a shower, Dara briefly prepares an afternoon snack for Zaidar when he wakes up later.

Modal instant pastry skin that you can buy, dara make pastry filled with chocolate and cheese for a relaxing snack Zaidar.

"Oh google..you saved me" said Dara who of course saw the recipe from the smart Google.

The doorbell sounded quite loud, rushing quickly Dara headed towards the door.

Dara opened it, her eyes did not blink to see the figure of a man wearing a black shirt with cream pants combined with black sneakers.

Geez.. Want to faint, who is he? geez..

Dara was fascinated to see the man before her.

"Who are you?" said the man.

"Who are you? ask you but who am I" said Dara nervously.

"oh ... Are you Bagas' new girlfriend?" he said while chuckling.

"Huh??? don't be careless, just make gossip" annoyed Dara chimed.

"who are you???" Dara stopped the man at the door.

"Wow..me? I'm going to go to the toilet" the man replied.

Dara's eyes are round..

"Anyway, go you away from here" said Dara as she pushed the man away from the door, dara hurried to close the door with a sigh of regret.

"There's just nothing.." said Dara annoyed.. Dara rushed to the second floor of the apartment, gently Dara woke Zaidar at that time.

Zaidar has woken up, Dara invites him to relax in the tv room to relax while eating his homemade chocolate pastry.

"Gas son?" ask Dara to Zaidar.

"Enak Aunty, Auntie is good at making cakes" said Zaidar ravenously eating the pastry.

"Not really, but my mother is very good at making market cakes" said Dara who immediately missed her mother figure.

"What's the market like, Auntie?" said Zaidar innocently. Dara smiled and explained..

But the sound of the door that was about to open made Dara turn to him.

"Papa. must be papa" said Zaidar, turning his head to run small towards the main door.

"Paaaahhhh" said Zaidar as he ran when it was the figure of Bagas who had just arrived with Alex.

Bagas greeted Zaidar with a warm embrace.

"No shower yet" reprimanded Bagas while holding Zaidar who is quite heavy.

"Yes pah. I was eating chocolate pastry made by Auntie Dara, very tasty" said Zaidar made Bagas glance at Dara.

Why isn't he wearing his work uniform? did he just leave without my permission... Inner Bagas was upset.

"Where is my uniform?" ask Alex who already represents Bagas' curiosity.

"Oh sorry sir, I'm out of the shower.There's no copy uniform for me right? so I put on my personal shirt" Dara said honestly.

"Uncle.. let Aunt wear her shirt without wearing her work uniform, I prefer Aunt Dara with this casual dress." said Zaidar with a very mature speech.

"There is no need to talk about it, now bathe Ziadar.." pinta Bagas while lowering Zaidar from his carrier.

"Well sir." said Dara.

"Den. ayok take a bath first" Dara told Zaidar.

"okay... I'm full too, papa and uncle can try this pastry, surely you like it" Zaidar said, nodding his head reassuring Bagas and Alex.

"Hm .. Take a shower.We'll have dinner outside" Bagas said with a deep smile on his son.

Bagas sat on the sofa, after Ziadar and Dara headed to the second floor of the apartment, as if grabbing a piece of chocolate pastry and trying it..

Hemmm... delicious too, This morning the garlic toast was also very good, now this chocolate pastry is also good..is he good at making cakes?? Hm..

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Dara changes her clothes into clothes that look more neat, Dara will go to dinner with Zaidar as well Bagas without Alex.

Dara felt bad to be honest, it was very desirable for Dara to ask about Bagas' current life partner, but it always felt not until the sentence was spoken.

Auntie, sit in the back with me.. huh?" pinta Zaidar, then Dara threw her gaze at Bagas who was replied with an indifferent gaze Bagas.

"Where, it's the same" said Dara while looking at her rigid position from the reflection of the glass in the elevator of the apartment.

Shit..why my boss this time is so cold.Nothing makes this heart comfortable working with him.if not money, I don't want to be like this.. - Inner Dara was annoyed at the attitude of Cold Bagas.

Dara really felt bad that time, she joined dinner at a restaurant that was quite luxurious that night.

What message am I? nasi rames is not on the menu?! - Inner Dara while flipping the menu.

"Haven't? long time ago" upset Bagas.

Already fried rice, this is already expensive... Inner Dara.

"I just fried rice sir" said Dara later..

Silence awaits their orders to come..

Only Zaidar enlivened, told a lot of things..

"Papa... Zai was happy all day with Aunt Dara" said Zaidar making Bagas a little misbehaved.

"Good, dear." said Bagas lazily begging him.

"did papa not like to see Zai happy?" zaidar said Bagas was forced to throw his smile.

"Of course you're happy, baby.whatever makes you happy, papa will give you" said Bagas with gentleness.

Dara was just silent, feeling bad for sure, but on the other hand her attitude became silent of course because of the rigid and jutek Bagas attitude as an employer.

It's so wrong of me to behave.why should I have an employer like him.

Dara bathes pilu.

Just watch out if he messes with Zaidar.. Especially until he seizes Zaidar's heart, forgets who his mother is.. Say Bagas Membatin..

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Nahloh, who's the mother??? hehehe

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