MY SUNFLOWER

Fear of losing

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After turning off the phone from Rafa, Stela put her phone on the nightstand and then lay on the bed. He who was sad because of Tristan's words, slowly became cheerful again after being called by Rafa.

"Can't wait for this Saturday, about where would Rafa take me?" stela murmured as her eyes had closed, slowly the girl began to enter the dreamland.

.......

Tristan threw his phone on the bed after reading a message from someone. His head is still hot at this time even though it has been watered by cold water, so things that interfere should be avoided. Including the message he just read.

Vania Hermawan

Tristan, did I have something wrong with you. Why was your attitude so sharp to me? If I am wrong, please tell me! Let me be conscious and introspect myself.

That was the content of his message, not yet the problem with Stela that he had to think about, now comes another new problem.

"Arghh..." Tristan dropped down on the bed. "I have to apologize to her tomorrow." He's determined.

.......

Vania squeezed the phone in her hand, the message she sent just now received no response from the recipient. He was so upset, Tristan's attitude changed to him after meeting the woman at the restaurant earlier this afternoon.

"Damn it, who exactly is that village girl?" hisses don't like.

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This morning Stela made breakfast as usual. He also presented it to Tristan. The man came out of his room refreshed and sat down at the table, where Stela had already eaten her food.

During breakfast there was no conversation between the two men. Moments later, Sta had finished her meal, she also cleaned her cutlery and prepared to go to work after grabbing her sling bag over the sofa. Tristan who saw Stela was about to leave, immediately stopping her.

"Steel!" call him.

Stela who was putting up her sneaker just cleared her throat without looking at the caller.

"I'm sorry about last night" said the man sincerely.

"No problem." finished with his shoes, Stela faced Tristan and smiled slightly at the man. There was some relief in the man's recesses when Stela forgave him.

"I'll get out of here soon, so you don't have to worry, I won't trouble you more than this. Then I'll go first" said Stela.

DEG

Tristan was staring, really, not this answer he wanted to hear. His intention was just to apologize but why the girl even said the thing that made him sick, precisely something in his chest like a squeeze and it was very painful. Why does it feel unwilling if Stela has to leave, even though they have nothing to do.

"I'll get out of here soon.."

"I won't trouble you more than this..."

Nah! Stela never bothered her at all. Instead he was helped and felt happy if Stela could stay with him. The woman's cuisine, her care and all the things that the girl did had made Tristan dependent. He needs Stela and will never let go of her no matter what.

"I need to talk to him." Tristan stepped out of the door of his apartment. He wanted to chase after Stela, the girl had to hear her explanation first. He does not want to be left behind, he needs Stela to accompany his days that are used to being lonely.

Late, arriving outside the building, Stela's sighting is no longer visible. The girl has gone far. "Night he'll come home, I'll wait for him." - Doldrums Tristan back into his apartment. I don't know what he feels, but he obviously can't lose Stela.

.......

This afternoon Vania sat in the lobby of her agency building just to wait for Tristan's arrival. The man did not reply to the message at all nor pick up his call. Sucks, Vania hates being ignored.

"Tristan!" When her eyes caught the figure of a handsome man entering the door, Vania immediately changed her face. From the original jutek to sad ask for pity.

"Tristan, are you okay?" ask Vania in a worried tone.

"I'm fine, why?" tristan asked confused.

"Finally you didn't return my message, neither did my phone pick up. I get anxious, afraid you're why" explained Vania with a sad mimic.

Tristan stared at the sad face, a little guilt arose in the heart for ignoring the woman. "I'm sorry" that's all he can say.

"It's okay, maybe you're sick of being friends with me. I understand that all this time I've been a lot of trouble, I'm sorry.." with teary eyes Vania said sadly making Tristan foggy. The man immediately grabbed onto Vania's two hands and grasped them gently.

"I'm not sick of you, you never bother me. Sorry, I was thinking a lot and accidentally hurt you. I'm sorry, yes" Tristan's soft words as well as the warm grasp of the man's large hand made Vania's heart cry out in satisfaction. Finally Tristan went back into his arms.

"Yes, it's okay. I'm just afraid that if you stay away, I. I'm afraid of losing you" said Vania again mendramama.

Tristan stroked Vania's cheeks, a thin smile she offered to the beautiful model. Several pairs of eyes in the lobby noticed their closeness, feeling the spectacle material, Tristan pulled Vania's hand to come with him.

.......

Stela was just about to close her shop this afternoon when Rafa's car came and stopped right in front of Aquarelle. The man got out of his car in a hurry and ran over to Stela who stood astonished to see her behavior.

"What's up, Mom?" stela asked curiously. Judging from the expression on his face, like there was something important to be conveyed by Rafa.

"Risa.." she said.

"What's up with, Risa? He's fine, right?" Hearing the name of the boss called, Stela panicked. She was afraid something happened to Risa, especially now that her boss was pregnant.

"Riaa has given birth, is now in the hospital. Let's see them!" bring Rafa. He immediately pulled Stela's hand to go with him.

"Mas!" Stela nailed her steps. The hand that Rafa pulled, he tried to let go.

"Why?" rafa's forehead frowned. He looked at Stela confused.

"The shop closes first" said Stela, who immediately made the young lawyer applauded.

"Sorry, I'm too excited so. haha-" Rafa feels ashamed of herself. "Let's help, I help, '" the man swiftly helped put the flowers in the delivery into the store.

Stela chuckled in her place, Rafa's behavior this afternoon was so funny. The man seemed to have been impatient to meet his nephew. "Baby boy or girl, huh? I'm curious."

.......

Time has shown at eight o'clock. It had been almost two hours for Tristan to wait for Stela's return, but the girl had not arrived yet. He became anxious, especially considering Stela's attitude this morning which was so cold to him. He was afraid that Stela would never come back.

"Did I just call?" Tristan picks up the phone on the table and searches for Stela's number. "Oh shit, I don't have the number!" The man growled in annoyance. It's stupid of him who did not have time to ask for Stela's mobile number even though they have been living together for almost a month.

Tristan stood up from his seat, pacing back and forth like an iron in the living room, hoping that the expected one would soon show his attention.

DEG

Be loved, ulam arrived. Shortly thereafter, a bell rang. It must have been Stela who came, Tristan thought. Without waiting for long, he immediately shot towards the door and opened it.

"Stel, I'm waiting for you" Tristan's last voice was swallowed back as soon as he saw who was coming.

"Who's Stel?" the question posed by someone who had just arrived made Tristan's mouth immediately silent.

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