Last Flowers

BT - 09

Heavy rain flushed the city which still looks crowded in the darkness.Some street lights died because of fallen trees, congestion can not be avoided.

It had been thirty minutes Bagas, Zaidar and Dara were stuck in traffic. Those who were sitting in the middle seat seemed to be in the middle of a tired grove, Zai fell asleep first. His head was in the warm embrace of Dara's body at that time, followed by Dara who fell asleep his head he leaned into the car window.

Bagas looked at his son who looked comfortable..

wahh.. What did Dara give Zai? why are they so close.

Bagas' daydreams led him to sleep in his sleep.

The journey that should only take forty minutes now they must travel for two hours due to congestion that occurs.

Upon arrival in the lobby of the luxury apartment, Bagas woke up first, because the driver woke him up.

Bagas saw that Dara and Zaidar were still asleep while hugging each other.

Bagas lightly grabbed Zaidar's body slowly in his arms, Bagas held his son very gently so that Zaidar would not wake up from his sleep.

Dara squirms but does not wake up, with a single blow Bagas deliberately closed the door of the car.

Bughhh...

Dara who almost woke up was shocked, she was so shocked..

"Astaghfirullahhhhhhh" Dara said so emotionally, her eyes were round, her mouth slightly open.

"Gendeegggg...!!" annoyed Dara saw the figure of Bagas carrying Zaidar away from the car.

Zaidar's personal driver rushed to open the middle door..

"Mbak Dara??? mbak Dara gapapa, right? mbak Dara se-hat mbak?" Said the driver, his speech was stifled at the end of the sentence when he saw Dara's annoyed expression.

"Dasar Sinting" upset Dara while reaching for her bag.

"I'm sorry, I didn't close the door" the driver said, feeling bad for Dara.

"Indeed not the father, noh the mad master" annoyed Dara pointed at Bagas who sudsh walked away.

The driver swallows his Saliva, not expecting Dara to be so brave towards Bagas, his master.

Dara stepped wide trying to disguise her position with Bagas but it seemed difficult.. Bagas has entered the elevator to arrive at his apartment, while Dara. with her pillow face and hair that looks untidy runs quickly while expressing her annoyance.

"Basar men have no brain, I just slept in a rich rough wakein that, I lack what from the morning .. obey what his orders, run the task well.. he thought preparing meals, bathing, wearing clothes was easy?? My patience and faith are tested there." Dara's emotions.

Dara even spoke without thinking about her surroundings who were listening to Dara's speech.

A middle-aged mother rounded her eyes while opening her small mouth.

"Awas aja.if until I was still told this and that again, hemm I pretend to sleep alone" said Dara santanya.

"Surely he has put on the face of a starving lion yes.I see me like his prey who wants to be immediately he said" added Dara monologue.

Is this girl a mistress? why speak like that?

too bad, huh? beautiful but not good job.

The gaze of some people was so cynical on Dara.. The moment Dara realized it, her face turned red as she felt cornered.

Why the hell, cynics right? Inner Dara felt disinclined.

Ting...

The elevator door was almost open, Dara rushed out as she saw the number 5 on the small monitor screen on the body of the elevator.

"Pretty-beautiful naughty" said one of the middle-aged women there.

The eyes of the virgin rounded, while looking back after he came out of the elevator.

"Aishhhh... Why does everything suck?" upset Dara at that time.

Dara stepped a little to arrive at the door, Dara was about to knock on the door but she remembered that she had access to the apartment.

Dara attached a card to open the door.

Looking around seems lonely..

"It seems Mr. Bagas has brought Zai to his room.. Ah better I clean myself and sleep" said Dara, as she walked to her room next to the kitchen.

After Dara finished her bath, she remembered her task tomorrow. for a moment Dara took time to the kitchen to prepare some ingredients so as not to be too hasty in the morning.

"Astaghfirullah" Dara shouted loudly, as she covered her face with a palm and then turned her body.

"Hey..why are you?!" Say Bagas Teas.

"Haduh... who said, why go to the kitchen with a color without clothes? like tuyul" said Dara spontaneously.

"What did you say???" pissed Bagas.

"Hemm anu sir.anu I see anu.." said Dara nervously.

Bagas was silent for a moment.he saw himself from the refrigerator door..

Astgaaa...Ah right is it?! this is not visible... His mind was trying to convince himself.

Bagas hurriedly grabbed his towel which he placed on the kitchen table.. Then he wrapped it in his waist area.

"Play you into the kitchen at night" upset Bagas feeling embarrassed.

"I want .. want anu.. uh .. hmm I mean want that..." Dara was so nervous, she had never seen a handsome, bare-chested man like what she had just seen...

"Speak clearly!" ketus Bagas's.

"mau. hemm I. want to prepare the ingredients tomorrow" said Dara quickly trying hard he ventured.

"Hemmm" Bagas just passed through the body of Dara who was sculpting. Bagas was seen carrying a cup of coffee at that time.

Jagaa why my legs tremble.it's a Glowing chest, his shoulders are also not less Glowing .. must have used night cream...

Dara is entrenched, fascinated to see a beautiful white stocky body charming.

"Astaghfirullah's....." Dara beristighfar resuscitated her daydream while rubbing her rough little face with both palms.

"Sadar Dara's... Consciously.... This sin.. tainted already my holy eye..." Said Dara slowly cursing herself.

"Ah.. Disable my memory, Lord.do not make me imagine the same as you and ahhh I so imagine again the chest of the glowing field" said Dara again his memory rolled his eye shot when he saw Bagas earlier..

Dara headed for the dishwasher sink, rushing she to wash her face again.

"Hus hus hus. simsalabim..." Dara monologues ridiculously hoping that all the memories are lost, even though humanly... Which woman can forget God's Creation?????? hyah.

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