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55. You belong to me, darling

Who wouldn't call if the household ended in separation? It was either because of death or because of divorce. Household life is full of tests and twists, problems as if alternately present as a spice of life in pedaling the household ark.

However, the weight and lightness of a life story, there is always wisdom behind it. For that we must always strengthen ourselves to be strong in facing all the problems that hit.

Although initially heavy, try as fresh and as strong as a rock in the ocean. Your life does not end immediately along with the separation you experience. Always have good prejudices for the Creator, be grateful for your story today and achieve a better future.

In the middle of Sidney, the flower shop belongs to a beautiful woman who always closes her appearance with a dress, long rain, and a veil to avoid the evil eye that will endanger her.

Arsy Aprilia, a young widow without children. Coming from one of the Asian countries with a full-blown beauty that no one can see.

At a young age, he got divorced 3 years ago. Do not ask the cause because it has been written in the previous novel, titled 'Who You Choose My Husband'. If you want to know the story of Arsy before can be read there, yes.

Arsy Flower Shop

That building is where Arsy seeks sustenance to continue living in the country of people. Initially, Arsy only wanted to pull over for a moment so that his heart was not too gaping for his separation with Haris, his ex-husband. But, the longer the more comfortable until determined to settle in Sidney.

In the Shop, Arsy only has a female employee named Angel. She's a cute and friendly girl. He was often amused by Angel's cuteness. 

The hot sun at that time became the beginning of life Arsy was disturbed because it had a very complicated customer according to him and Angel. 

"Order a bouquet of flowers that mean pretend love, is there?" ask a guy named Evan. His face looks confused.

It's not just Evan. Both Arsy and Angel feel the same way. 

"Sorry, sir. You mean you hate that?" ask Arsy politely.

"No, miss. Pretend love."

"Ah.. I know," chirped Angel smiling ignorantly. Staring at Arsy while glancing one eye.

Arsy himself can only shake. He had no idea what Angel would do after this. 

Angel immediately arranged the black roses so neatly once then handed them to the man. 

The man's forehead looked wrinkled watching the black rose. "Why black roses?"

"Because red roses mean real love and black means pretend."

Meanwhile, Arsy is listening to an explanation from Angel. How can a believer give a different explanation to its true meaning?

"Angel," rebuked Arsy but Angel still did not listen.

The man named Evan paid for the bouquet of flowers and left. 

Arsy and Angel looked at each other with different expressions. Angel laughed while Arsy shook his head. 

"Everyone pretends to love a woman. It hurts, miss." said Angel. And it's true, isn't it?

It happens often around us. Although the attitude of men looks cute, romantic, and always behave like loving. Not necessarily in his heart is really sincere to the woman. 

Arsy did not answer at all because in fact, the story of his past is also not far with pretense to make him fall deeply in love with his ex-husband.

The attitude of the ex-husband who is always considerate, kind, and meek is just a mask to cover his heart that has had the name of another woman who was aware before marrying him.

Sure oes.

But, Arsy never blamed the circumstances. Let it all be a story of the past and experience to more carefully choose the next couple.

The veiled woman does not deny that in her life she still expects a soul mate who loves her so much that she never thinks to complain about it. 

The trauma was there, but he was sure. Time won't let it slip. 

"Better miss lunch first. I'll take care of the shop, after I finish my new meal." 

Arsy agreed. He immediately returned to his room. Not a room like in the office in general. This room is used by Arsy to store sales books even though they have been copied in the file. A place to relax with Angel, eat together, rest in the room.

Supplies stored in the microwave this morning he immediately took and then enjoyed it on the sofa. 30 minutes later Arsy keep the store in front alternating with Angel who had to eat lunch as well.

At nightfall, Arsy and Angel are on the verge of closing down. Their activities are halted when the lights of a car interfere with their vision.

Arsy looked at the light source. The car stopped right in front of their store. Then Arsy can also see a tall, strapping man wearing a light blue shirt with sleeves rolled up to his elbows and black trousers. Shiny shoes increasingly make the look of the man looks not a careless man.

"Who is the owner of this flower shop?" 

The man's baritone voice was able to make Arsy gasp. A voice familiar to him. Too bad the man's face was not clear because it was exposed to the spotlight from the car. 

"Sa-me, sir." replied Arsy stammered, he again gasped as the eyes of the male eagle before him stared intently. As familiar as he was, he had seen those eyes. But Arsy can't remember.

"You have to take responsibility."

"Imresponsible? what's for?" asked Arsy surprised. 

"Because you gave me a bouquet of black roses, you made a grandma go to the hospital." The man cursed because only this time he talked a lot to strangers. 

"Dam." 

"Come with me!"

Arsy is shocked at the behavior of the stranger. Angel also panics and helps pull one of Arsy's hands free from the man's grasp.

"Shut up there or I'll destroy this place!" the man's jolt made Angel stop.

"Sorry, sir. Where are we going?"

"Fourth place will make you aware."

Who's waiting for Arsy to release?

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