MY SUNFLOWER

Mistakes

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Tristan arrived at the apartment, from the middle room he could already smell the delicious aroma of Stela's cuisine. Without a second thought, he immediately stepped his long legs towards the dining room.

Various dishes were served at the dining table, but the chef was nowhere to be seen. "Where's Stela?" thought.

Noticing the idle delicacies, Tristan could no longer endure his hunger. Hurriedly, he scooped the rice into a bowl and then sat down to start dinner immediately.

While being engrossed in enjoying his food, suddenly something vibrating shifted Tristan's attention. He immediately glanced at the square object that allegedly belonged to Stela being lit on the dining table.

Curious, he slightly peeked at the 6.2-inch screen from his seat. "That guy!" Tristan hissed cynically as soon as he saw the name of the sender of the message listed on the screen Stela's phone.

"Aren't Tristan?" Tristan flinched as Stela's voice startled her. "You're home yet?"

"Ah, yes." A little hesitant, Tristan answered Stela's question. "I ate first" he continued.

"It's okay..." The stela that had just finished taking a bath, immediately took a seat in front of Tristan as usual. He scoops the rice and starts his dinner.

Tristan watched Stela eat while continuing to chew food in front of her. "It's so pretty" she praised inwardly at how graceful and neat Stela was at the meal. "What am I thinking?" Tristan immediately shook his head, expelling the strange thoughts that had been floating there.

"Steel!" call later. He kept his cutlery next to an empty plate.

"What's up, brother?" stela asked after swallowing the food that had been in her mouth.

"What's the connection between you and that guy that day?" shoot Tristan without further ado.

"She's my friend," Stela replied with a lowered head, a little scared at the sight of the sharp gaze and intimidating the man before her.

Tristan felt a little relieved at Stela's answer, for some reason, but a few seconds later, he remembered something.

"You're telling me you don't have anyone in town, but it turns out you have a friend, you lied to me about staying here?" ask Tristan firmly.

"Bu-not that, brother. I just met Rafa a few weeks ago, he's Arya's brother. He also often visits the flower shop sister Risa," explained Stela without a single one covered.

"And you immediately called the man you just met with a mas call? And you've been walking with him a lot?" ask Tristan cynically.

DEG

Stela was wide-eyed to hear Tristan's words that seemed to insinuate that he had been presumptuous to call the man she just knew directly with the call mas, actually if not Rafa who asked, she also felt reluctant. But here, is it a matter to be debated?

"If you're that close to her, why don't you just stay with her, huh?" tristan sarcasm.

Stela's eyes heated up hearing Tristan's words implying that if she was a cheap woman who could stay with just any man, Stela immediately rose from her seat because she could not stand to linger in this situation, I don't know what else the man will say next, he's not ready for it. "I-I go in first" Stela said as quietly as possible and then turned around.

DEG

Tristan only regained consciousness when he saw a drop of tears fall from Stela's beautiful eyes. "Shit, what have I done?" frangipani. Just a moment ago, Tristan was not like himself, there was a strange feeling that pervaded him upon hearing the closeness between Stela and Rafa, he accidentally said something rude to the girl and made her cry. "Basic fool!" he again cursed himself when he saw Stela's food that was still left a lot. The girl's stomach hasn't been filled much.

Arghh...

Tristan ruffled his mane and then got up and walked furiously towards his room. The hot head should be cooled.

.......

London

"Elaaaaaa?!" Again Ambar snapped out of his sleep. He felt that his beloved daughter was sad at this time. The bond between mother and child is strong.

"You all right?" Anthony entered the room when he heard the wife's screams.

"Ela, I miss her." Ambar's tears flowed back, he really missed his little daughter who had been missing for a few weeks.

"He's fine, baby" said Anthony.

"You always say if she's okay, what if she doesn't, huh? What if he was sad right now, crying or maybe.-," Ambar did not continue his words.

"I've found out where Ela is" Anthony calmly told me.

"WHAT?!"

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8 Years ago...

Two male students stood facing each other, both of them also throwing murderous gazes at each other. One of the two, had an appearance that could be said to be urgency. Shirts whose arms were rolled to the shoulders, messy emo hair, piercings in both ears as well as strange bracelets encircling his skinny wrist, were, it was a sight that could be seen from a student named Tristan Gautama. While before him, stood the student with a neat and unpretentious look, the highest score holder in the school for two years in a row and currently still serves as the chairman of the intra-school student organization, she's Rafandra Hemachandra.

"What do you want?" challenge the emo-haired student.

"Stop being pretentious and obey all the rules that apply," replied Rafa calmly.

"You better stop meddling in other people's business!" Quick reply Tristan.

"If it wasn't for the good name of the school, even a fingernail I wouldn't have interfered with the affairs of a useless person like you!" without a second thought, Rafa lunged at Tristan with his scathing words. He was fed up with always dealing with troubled students like Tristan.

The handsome face of the 17-year-old student hardened, his hands clenched and by walking two steps forward, he immediately grabbed onto Rafa's collar. "Damn you!" snapped it. His black bead wielded a sharp pair of dark brown beads in front of him that challenged him fearlessly.

Rafa grinned. "More fucking me or you, hm? Students who can only trouble parents, harm people around and make uncomfortable various parties. It should have been a more fitting name pinned on a useless badung student like you, si-a-lan!" Rafa could no longer control the words that came out of his mouth, as a result of his words this time made the man in front of him angry.

Tristan's emotions reached the crown, he had raised his fist into the air to immediately be thrown into Rafa's face but was blocked when his hand was held by someone.

"Aryan?" he said when he saw the owner of the hand that had stopped his anarchic action. Arya is the twin sister of Rafa.

"Enough, Tan!" Arya threw Tristan's hand and slightly pushed his best friend's body back to hit the wall behind the school building.

Rafa who escaped from Tristan's grip immediately tidied up his tangled uniform. Then, he watched the two men from behind.

"Stop being childish, Tan! You're not a kid anymore, think a little grown up! You don't want to live like this forever? Without purpose and not necessarily direction?" Bentak Aryan's.

"Say you're defending your sister?" Sewot.

"It's not a matter of me defending who, but I'm saying this for your own good?" Arya.

Tristan was silent, terbesit a little annoyed to hear the words of the friend but after all everything Arya said was true. He has been far off the mark all this time, due to a messy family, abusive father and likes to play hands on his mother makes Tristan grow into a private who is rude, he often fights, and, not only inside the school, but also with other students outside the school. During his life the mother suffered greatly, he had asked his mother several times to leave the house, live alone with him so that the woman he loved was not hurt again, what answer did he get from his mother. "Mom can't leave your father because I love him so much." Bullshit, love and stupid it turns out thin. According to him, his mother was stupid for still maintaining her love for the sake of a brengs*k man like the father. Tristan hates his father.

"Change, Tan, for the sake of your mother's house" Aryan pinta quietly.

Tristan immediately threw his face to the side, trying to dispel tightness in the chest and also the bulir in the eyes so as not to fall, Arya offended her mother's problems and it was Tristan's greatest weakness.

"For my mother's sake" he said slowly.

"Yes, for your mother's sake."

After Tristan calmed down, Arya immediately exhaled a sigh of relief. Luckily this time Tristan can be controlled, not as usual who likes to fight. Even Arya has been hit several times by the bogem Tristan because it always interfered with his best friend's problems. Slowly, Arya retreated and faced Rafa.

"I'm sorry Tristan that he's been troubling you all this time. I promise this is the last one, I'll keep an eye on him" Arya said.

"Good, please cooperate and thank you, Mas." after saying that, Rafa went to leave the other two students.

Rafa was surprised, why the brother could be familiar with Tristan while he actually hated his brother's best friend. Bizarrely.

.......

Rafa opened his eyes slowly, a flash of the past reflected as he closed his eyes. How does this relate to the man named Tristan.

"It looks like he's really changed" Rafa murmured.

He recalled, the last time he advised Tristan, after which the man never did any more trouble. It seemed like her twin sister back then had really helped. Although not doing anything anymore, but Tristan always looked at him with an aura of hostility every time they met or looked at each other, especially this afternoon.

"Why did you have to meet him? And there's a connection to what Stela really is with Tristan. Arrghhh. I was curious," muttered Rafa. He immediately grabbed the phone on the nightstand and dialed Stela's number, his curiosity should be resolved rather than later he could not sleep because he kept thinking.

"Ha-lo?" the voice across there greeted, sounding a little hoarse and sad, making Rafa frown.

"Ela, are you okay?" he asks.

"Hm... I'm okay," replied Stela listlessly.

Rafa doesn't ask any more, he knows maybe at the moment Stela doesn't want to tell what is happening to her and Rafa doesn't have the right to interfere for now.

Quickly the genius man twisted his brain, arriving at a thought to console Stela.

"Did this month Risa give you a day off?" Rafa then asked again, but with a different topic than his initial intention.

"Hm. Yes, this Saturday I'm off. What's wrong, Mom?" stela's voice began to change, there was no more sad tone, even now what was heard was an enthusiastic tone.

"I want to take you somewhere" he replied.

"Really, where to?" stela's voice grew even more excited, Rafa reviewed the faint smile of hearing it.

"Secret, just prepare yourself for the next three days, okay?"

"OK."

"Yes, now you're sleeping and don't forget to dream of me!" Rafa tried to seduce a little, until there was a sound of ruckus on the other side.

"Berdo'a course hopefully later we can meet in the dream world" replied Stela.

"Amiiin.." quickly Rafa agreed, who again reaped laughter from the beauty across the phone.

"Good night, Rafa."

"Good night"

TIT

...-beautiful," Rafa has not yet finished speaking, the connection is directly turned off Stela.

"Luckily Stela did not hear my last word, I can be mistaken for a dreadlocks," sighs Rafa's relief.

In the end Rafa did not so to ask about the relationship between Stela and Tristan, but it's okay, he was sure tonight will sleep well after hearing the sweet voice of the beautiful flower shopkeeper.

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