MY SUNFLOWER

A lover?

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The faces full of happiness made Stela not stop smiling when she looked at him. Rafa is one of them, the man looks very happy when his muscular arms are holding a small baby and a little red, his nephew who was just born this morning.

"Give me back my baby, you've been holding it for too long!" protest Risa, the woman who just changed her title to a mother. He was so jealous of Rafa, his sister-in-law had been holding her son for too long even she was only found holding for a while and that was also while breastfeeding anyway.

"Ck, how stingy!" With a heavy heart Rafa handed the baby boy named Savero to his mother.

"If you want something funny like this, find a wife!" teasing Risa while fondling her first child with affection.

"If finding a wife is as easy as turning my palm, maybe I already have a lot of children right now," fierce Rafa.

"Ah this you, the woman who wants to be with you is a lot, only you are choosy" Risa replied.

"Of course, choosing that partner should be selective. I only want to get married once in a lifetime, so I have to really find the best woman to be able to accompany me to spend the rest of this age" explained Rafa.

"Your god!" Risa giggles at Rafa's explanation, as well as Arya and Stela who are watching the debate between the two of them.

"It's a good thing that you and Arya are not identical twins, if so, maybe Vero will be difficult to distinguish which one is his father, hahaha.

"That's the easy thing, just say his better-looking father, surely Vero will know soon," replied Arya confidently.

"Means I dong his father? Kan, I'm more handsome than you, Mas. Hahaha.;" Rafa laughed after successfully reversing the words of the other half of the minute.

"Alright, you are handsome, but unfortunately not sold," led Arya.

Rafa was speechless, for that one, he didn't want to argue because the reality was that it was.

Everyone there laughed to see Rafa who was no longer struggling.

"Sir Risa, Mas Rafa!" call Stela.

"Yes?" The two summoned people immediately turned their heads towards the front, where Stela was standing.

Snap

Stela managed to take a photo of two people who were gawking at her. Instantly his laughter came off seeing the results of his shot, as well as Arya who also saw it.

"Your faces look so stupid" Arya's lead was accompanied by her prank laugh.

"Mas Aryan!" risa Reduk.

"Ela?" Rafa looked at Stela sharply, pretending to be angry.

"I'm sorry, this time I'll take it right. Hehe ..." Stela is back on her camera.

"One .. two .. three."

Snap

"Perfect!" pekik Stela's.

Arya nodded in confirming Stela's words.

"Now in exchange, I'm his father why you're the one taking pictures with my wife and son!" Arya came to the gurney of the wife and protested against the temperament of the younger brother who had taken his position.

"Ck, troublesome."

Rafa stood up from the chair he was sitting on and walked over to Stela.

"Stela, now you can take our picture," Arya's pinta won't miss.

"H ahaha, all right."

.......

"Who's Stel?" That question Tristan heard again from the same person. People who came to his apartment, and now they are sitting together in the living room.

"He .. my friend." After a long silence, Tristan finally ventured to answer the question.

"Oh, man. So you're waiting for her to come?"

"Yes" nodded Tristan.

"Women or men?"

"Women."

"Your lover?"

"What?" Tristan stared intently at the man in front of her. "You want him my lover or not, what's his business with Brother and why else is Brother here, hm?" tristan protests.

"Hey! What's wrong with me visiting my own sister, there's no ban, is there?"

"Tristan!" The man who turned out to be Tristan's brother yelled at the sister who he thought was outrageous, because the old man in question was their own father.

"Mr ..." A small voice resuscitated Tristan's brother named Taufan, he immediately turned to the side where his little daughter was looking at him timidly in the lap of the mother.

"Oh my God, forgive papa, Ara ." Typhoon took over the child from his mother's embrace, he was wrong because he had spoken loudly near the princess.

"Mr ..." Arabella— three-and-a-half-year-old toddler hid his face in the chest of the father.

"Well, if you want to get angry, look at the situation first" Tristan sneered.

"Tristan, you!"

"Mas, relax! Later Ara was frightened again to see her father was angry," recalls Intan-Taufan's wife.

"That's what Brother-in-law said," Tristan said with a slanted smile.

"Damn you!" typhoon said softly barely make a sound, but Tristan can understand the meaning.

"Damn it, what papa?" Ara raised her face and looked up at the father.

"Oh my God, your hearing is very sharp, son." Typhoon sighed resignedly, while Intan and Tristan smiled anxiously.

"Ara, same uncle, yuk!" bring Tristan. It's been a long time since he's met his niece.

"City ..." Ara immediately spread her hand out asking to be carried.

"Tonight I and my family will stay here" said Taufan suddenly.

WHWHAT?

Tristan who was busy playing with Ara immediately looked at the shock of her brother. Sure enough, there were no more empty rooms in his apartment, willing to sleep where Typhoon and his family, in the living room?

"There's an empty room here, right? I'll sleep there" Itachi added.

Tristan swallowed his hard-earned saliva. What should he do now? Expel the brother? of course it is impossible, but if he tells her that he lives in a room with a girl, how the Typhoon will react. "Oh my God ..." Tristan exhaled a furious breath.

"Why? You mind if I stay here?" tanya Taufan. Judging from the look on his face, the younger brother looked unhappy with his presence.

"It's not so, brother, but-"

Cklekk

"Geez!" Tristan immediately lowered his bow, if he had been expecting Stela's return, now he even hoped that the girl would not come. But what to say, the sound of the door being opened just echoed inside his apartment.

"Who is that?" The typhoon immediately turned its head towards the entrance upon hearing the voice of someone coming.

Stela that had just arrived in the living room, was shocked by the presence of people he did not know. "Se—good night," he said awkwardly.

"Oh .. good night." Typhoon rose from his seat, approached Stela and stretched out his hand to shake. "I'm Taufan, Tristan's brother. Are you Stela, Tristan's girlfriend?" ask Typhoon.

"Oh shit!" Tristan cursed slowly and it was right next to Ara.

"Shit, Uncle," said Ara innocently.

Tristan closed his eyes tired, he then carried Ara and handed the sweet boy to the mother. "Ara same mom first yes," said Tristan. He then walked over to Typhoon and Stela.

"Sister, she's right Stela, but she's not my boyfriend" Tristan explained.

"Who is he then? Your buddies? But he just walked into your apartment, he must know the password, right?" search Typhoon.

Stela just kept quiet, she handed all the answers to the apartment owner.

"Yes ..." Tristan nodded. It seemed like he had to explain everything so as not to misunderstand. "Can we sit down first, brother, I'll explain everything. You also sit Stela!" pinta Tristan's.

Now that they were all seated, Tristan and Stela sat side by side, in front of them was Typhoon and his family.

"So?" tanya Taufan.

Tristan exhaled for a moment. "We live together."

WHWHAT?

"So it's true you're lovers?"

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