
The clock of Dina's bu's subjects had ended Flower and Rina immediately went out,
alfin was standing glued to the flagpole. Madam Dina approached him.
And then it went away from their sight. The two girls rushed to Alfin. Alfie just smiled.
"Well, I'm like security you're fin!" Rina looked at him funny.
"Yaa good dong really ready if it could be security at home Miss pretty." Seductive smile.
"Yes!" Rina scoffed. "Squeek nge_defense kek it was clearly embarrassed because it was punished!" Lina chuckles at her. The reaction of the flowers was just a smile at their conversation.
"Oh yes, did you want to ask something to me, right, man, so no?" Alfin switched the conversation.
"So anyway but like next time Fin, sorry!" Flowers look at him.
"This is the nature of the cute flower already clearly Alfin sampe in the law because of the same thought of his question, eeh immediately canceled. Don't really appreciate you, man." Rina Belain Alfin. As if knowing that Alfin from earlier thought of something to ask him.
The flower only responded with a peaceful gesture on both of its fingers.
"Well, if that's okay, it's normal." Answer Alfin then. Actually he felt disappointed but the flower did not understand. From then on it was possible that Alfin's feelings started to differ. Every time in class he almost never absent mandangin the flower. The flower is beautiful and has a thousand charms. That's because he also has his own charm. It was like a class prima donna, huh? do not know also an average who likes the same he must have a saucy face.
***
The activities at school have passed
They each go home. Flowers arrived at her house, her face was a little tired and of course she had a mother who was very friendly to her. All this time her mother has been a good mother, full of passion. Never complain, and no matter how difficult the circumstances or there are thousands of problems that come to whack them. But his mother always showed a smile of sincerity. And that's why flowers love that woman so much.
"Dear mom is home, right?" Ask slowly.
"Yes ma." He answered, he walked up to Mama and then went to bed, kissing her hand.
"Let's eat first." Bring again. While walking towards the dining room and flowers followed him from behind. A few minutes later, they finished eating that afternoon.
After that Mama pulled out a red envelope, Mama said the envelope was found in front of the House, precisely under the gate. And that certainly does for him.
Flowers were still confused but he finally opened the envelope.
It turns out that a letter :
Hi pujaanku
Your shadow
Who always with me
Your smile I can no longer bear
No longer embarrassed
Admiring you passed through my mind
I opened the poet of love
He is not a person who is good at love poetry
I'm just a normal human being
People are tempted only by love
Love is on the other end
He didn't wait for me there
But these eyes and hearts
Like to take me there
Unable to anymore
This leg is holding
To be silent in his place
This love rope has been
Connecting me with you
Over there
The step that is stepped
I've met
With my puja
And I always hoped
In my little heart
That you will receive
A Shaped Shade
Which is so hard
I revealed
And so deep
I guess
May you also
Understand this feeling of love.
And dream as well
When the night wind greets you in silence
Ttd: The One who Loves You
After reading the flowers smiling in disbelief.this is very funny, mama became curious as well.
"What letter is it, man? How do you think you're reading it so seriously?" asked her mother, curious.
"This is Ma's poem."
"What a secret admirer again."
"No ma, maybe someone else misdelivered, besides who the hell is Ma who is an admirer of flower secrets." Grunts
He didn't respond so well.
My mom smiled, though,
"If so flower shower first yes ma, already sultry bangets." He got up from his seat and walked towards his tiny room.
Sometimes the feeling of love is not as beautiful as the flowers in the park. Yes, for almost a few days now, Satria never gave him any more news. A little clueless about the situation, it was because he started to like the guy bit by bit. But again it seems to run aground. No word, the number never activates again, like losing track. Even he was desperate to go to Satria's house.But it turned out that the results were surprising that the house was sold and when he checked at each Papinya Satria Restaurant, his employees said that they were abroad.
He keeps his own feelings.
Hope it doesn't end in vain.
just one dream of his love.
he wants to live a happy life like in fairy tales. But he's not happy right now
or maybe he regretted knowing
of love? The flower breathed a small breath.
then go take a shower.
***
That day. It was his last day of school.
because the school has done the exam.
and of course he has goals. After graduating from flower school intend to continue his study abroad precisely in Japan.
Who doesn't know Le Cordon Bleu? For those who really love the culinary world, they must know about the special cooking-cooking university that has printed famous chefs scattered around the world, including Indonesia. The Le Cordon Bleu campus is based in Paris, France but it is not necessary to go all the way to Paris because Le Cordon Bleu is also already in Asian countries such as South Korea, Japan, Thailand, and many others, Australia and more recently Malaysia.
Concentration options majors can also be chosen, namely Cuisine or Patisserie. The time to study at Le Cordon Bleu takes up to 9 months and plus 6 months for a special internship in Australia. There are three levels to go, basic - intermediate - superior. And will also be taught cooking techniques ranging from basic techniques to complex techniques. The cost to be able to attend school at this favorite campus is around US$ 33,000 or Rp 330 million per 15 months (Le Cordon Bleu Australia).
For those who want to learn to be a foodpreneur, Le Cordon Bleu also presents special business majors in culinary fields. He wants to have his own business. And of course being a cheff. That is part of his hopes and dreams. He only wished that if God had other wills, what could he do? He felt his own happiness.