MY SUNFLOWER

Blue Eyed Girl

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A handsome young man named Tristan Gautama had just arrived at his residence. An elite apartment located in the middle of Jakarta. He put his Audi S8 in the basement, as he was about to walk away, a voice stopped him. The noise that was allegedly coming from inside the trunk of his car.

Without a second thought, Tristan immediately opened his trunk and was a little surprised to find a girl in there. He looked at the astonished girl who was currently trying to get out from inside the trunk. In his mind Tristan thought, when did the girl enter and how could she enter without the knowledge of herself as the owner of the car.

The girl slowly approached with a staggering body and then she said, "Who are you?"

BRUKKK

Just as the girl finished asking, she instantly fainted.

"Hey!" Tristan grabbed the girl's body and tried to resuscitate her.

.......

In a luxury mansion located in London-England, there was a commotion. All the residents of the mansion in the fog look for the existence of a girl who is the youngest daughter of the owner of the mansion.

"Where is ela?" a middle-aged woman who was still very beautiful at her age could only sit limp in the living room chair while continuing to mutter.

"Calm down Honey, everything will be okay. Our princess must be fine" said the blond man beside the woman, trying to calm down.

"But we don't know where he is now? What if something bad happens to her?" The woman had tears in her eyes, she could not imagine if her favorite daughter was having something bad out there.

"Hustt, positive thinking okay?" The man who is the husband of the woman can only hug the wife to feel calmer.

"Daddy!" a voice called out to the man, when he turned his head and found the firstborn and his other daughter approaching.

"How's? You found her, Cio?" ask the blond man to his son.

"I'm sorry, Dad," replied the boy called Cio as he bowed lethargicly.

Hearing the child's answer, the mother became increasingly anxious. "Have you checked flights all over the country, how do you know your sister's escaped abroad?"

"It was Mom, but her name wasn't on any flight" explained the elder.

"And yes, Carly also disappeared Mom, Dad. It looks like Ela ran away with her servant" added the girl who was next to the eldest, a beautiful girl with blond hair and blue eyes like the father.

My mother grew weak when she heard it.

"Anne, please take your mommy to her room!" pinta the father to his daughter and immediately obeyed.

"Mrs. Anthony!" after the two men left, there came a few people dressed in black approaching Anthony and Abercio. They are reliable detectives hired to find the family's youngest daughter who has gone nowhere.

.......

Tristan stood upright, holding his hands in front of his chest while watching a girl who was currently lying unconscious in one of the beds in his apartment

He examines the face of the girl carefully, beautiful, a word that can represent the whole face of the girl who is still at home closing her eyes.

Long enough, maybe about 15 minutes, Tristan was just glued to the spot, then he saw the girl start moving. His eyes slowly opened, revealing a slightly reddened brown-laced eyeball

The girl blinked a few times before choosing to get up and was amazed to see the surrounding so foreign.

"Where is this?" pekiknya hysterical. "And who are you?" his question was as soon as he saw a man standing staring at him flat in front there.

Tristan frowned at hearing the girl who used a foreign language, he understood the meaning but was confused why the girl in front of him had to use a foreign language? He had just come from abroad, he thought.

Without having to think about the matter further, Tristan cleared his throat for a moment and then said, "For tonight you can stay here, but tomorrow morning you should leave here!" he said flat as he passed away.

Stela gawked, not because she did not understand the language the man spoke. She knows and understands, Indonesian language is very fluent because from childhood has been taught by the mother plus every day the mother also uses Indonesian at home, and she also speaks Indonesian at home, but what made him gawk was the nature of the young man who was so cold and flat. He was good because he had allowed her to spend the night in this apartment, but the man's last words made her a little hurt.

"Hey!" Stela cried quite hard.

The man who was about to open the door turned his head slightly towards her, without saying a word he was just waiting for what the girl would say to him.

Stela's initial intention to call was to give a little reprimand to the young man, but when her neutrals saw that cold face, she became horrified herself.

"Th-thank you so much" said Stela. "Ah..I mean, thank you very much." at last it's just a word that Stela can say.

"Yes" replied the young man, who disappeared behind the door.

"Yes? Just 'Yes'?" grumbled Stela upset.

.......

Stela came out of the bathroom fresh and still wet hair. He noticed for a moment the room he now lived in, the room was not as big as his room in the mansion, but quite comfortable and soothing with simple decoration and dominant white color.

Plopping his ass on the bed, he hummed a little while drying his back brown hair.

"God..." Stela sighed watching her mane with a sad look. In order to disguise his identity in this country, he must be willing to dye his blonde hair brown. According to him, blonde hair is a little striking especially in a country where the majority of the population has dark hair like in Indonesia.

After drying her hair, Stela turned to a large mirror near the window. He looked at his face for a moment, the typical Asian face lowered by the mother. While his eye bead is blue derivative of the father who is a native English. Speaking of eyes, Stela forgot that she had to drip eye medication on both eyes that were slightly reddened because her eyes were dry for too long because of the contact lenses she wore.

KRUYUKIS...KRUYUKKIS....

After taking the eye medicine, Stela immediately held onto her stomach which suddenly roared. He remembered, he had not eaten anything since this afternoon, it was only appropriate that he was hungry at this time. But the problem now is, where does he have to have dinner this evening? If he came out alone, he was still afraid due to the incident earlier. Should he just ask the cold guy for a meal? But prestige as well, he thought with a confused face.

KRUYUKIS...KRUYUKKIS....

The stomach that continues to roar to be filled, inevitably makes Stela have to be willing to throw away her prestige this time. He walked towards the door and opened it, slightly bending his head out looking at the situation. Sepi, that's what he can see. With a step, he walked towards the kitchen. 

Arriving in the minimalist style kitchen owned by the young man, Stela immediately grasak-grusuk looking for something edible. First, he opened the fridge door and immediately gawked at the contents. There are only a few bottles of mineral water and also as plastic as tomatoes, very sad.

Stela rubbed her stomach which was still shaking with concern, "There's no food to be eaten" he said limply. He intended to close the refrigerator door again but a hand held back the action.

DEG

"You?!" Pekik Stela was shocked as she moved away from the kitchen owner who suddenly came.

The man ignored Stela's shock and chose to gulp water from inside the bottle she was holding.

Stela watched the young man's appearance from top to bottom. Wet hair after bathing, white T-shirt fits on the body and black training pants. And do not forget the jakun who went up and down as the young man sipped water so greedily, looking very thirsty. Woah, how beautiful the view is.

PLAQUES

Stela slapped her own cheek because her mind was already creeping everywhere.

"You hungry?" Tristan asked when he saw the girl in front of him standing like a statue with her hands stuck to her stomach.

Stela flinched and then nodded slowly trying to resist the embarrassment of being caught peeping in people's kitchens.

"I haven't had time to shop, if you want to eat this?" Tristan opened the cabinet and took out a cup of instant noodles from it.

Stela noticed a yellow cup with a picture of noodles on the package. Honestly, he had never eaten the food before and as he remembered his mother had never introduced it to him. At one time, the type of noodles he had consumed was just spaghetti.

Finally Stela took the food, took it to a table in the kitchen. Intrigued, Stela immediately opened the wrapper and there was noodles in it. After taking out a few packs of seasonings that were inside, Stela immediately brewed the noodles using the hot water she took from the dispenser. Put back the shirt and wait for the flowers. Instructions how to present instant noodles were seen by Stela from the writing in her cup.

Tristan just stood leaning against the refrigerator door while his mouth chewed on tomatoes. His eyes watch out for the girl who is currently sitting holding her head on her hands with her elbows attached to the table, waiting for her noodles to mature.

A minute passed, Stela raised her head and turned it to the side. At that moment also his bead eyes met the look of the cold man's legume that was now staring at him. The lens was as dark as that night as it would drag him in and get him trapped inside.

Aware of her amazement, Stela immediately turned her face back to the front, staring at the mi before her.

With a slightly shaking hand, Stela peered into her noodle bowl. Undeniably, his heart was slightly beating out of control as his eyes skipped with the young man whom he did not even know his name.

"Haha... has matured," said Stela a little misbehaved. Without waiting any longer, the girl immediately put the noodle seasoning into the cup and prepared to eat it.

Tristan who had just escaped from his shock could only scratch a short moment of his bushy black hair and then chose to leave the kitchen, leaving Stela alone to enjoy her dinner.

.......

Arriving in her Grey and Navy room, Tristan immediately sat herself on the bed. His memory returned when both eyes were fixed on the ocean-clear blue eyes of the girl who was now staying at his place. Little wonder, at first he saw the girl had a brown eye lens but now the eyes are decorated with a beautiful sapphire bead. It was just contact lenses, he thought.

"Qc.." Tristan clucking. "It's not important to think about that problem" he continued. Then the young man immediately broke down and went to sleep.

.......

"So much....." Stela's already finished her last noodle feed. He never knew if there was this delicious food here, he felt lucky to try it and maybe now instant noodles have become his favorite food.

Finished cleaning up the rest of the food, Stela returned to the room. Tired that whack the body, making him fall asleep immediately on the bed shades of white.

.......

At exactly 7am, Stela woke up with a lighter body. He did some stretches on the bed.

Sitting down for a long time, he now went down and stepped into the bathroom.

.......

Stela mamatut himself for a moment in front of the mirror, his appearance is perfect and now he is ready to leave to find his place to stay while in Jakarta.

Out of the room while dragging his luggage, the atmosphere still looked lonely like the man had not woken up. Without bothering to bother him again, Stela chose to write a memo and stick it on the fridge door. He immediately left his place to stay last night.

.

Tristan just woke up when the clock was showing at nine in the morning. He immediately cleaned himself, dressed neatly because today he had a shooting schedule.

After feeling his appearance was okay, Tristan immediately came out of the room. Before leaving, he walked to the kitchen to drink water as a dry throat wash.

As he was about to open the fridge, his eyes found a small note stuck there. He read.

Thank you for the ride and the food. (Steel)

"So his name is Stela" Tristan said slowly.

.......

Ten o'clock in the night, Tristan just got home. This day the shooting schedule is very crowded plus he had to visit some of his cafes to just know the development. And now his body is very tired and wants to rest.

Arriving at the door of his apartment room, he was surprised to see the appearance of a girl last night who he knew was named Stela.

"You?!"

"Yes, th-this is me. I'm back" said Stela slowly.

"You moreover? Aren't you saying goodbye?" ask Tristan wonder.

"That-that's...." Stela was suddenly agitated.

Tristan frowned in surprise at the strange behavior of the girl in front of him.

"That's...."

"Yes?"

"That's..."

"LET ME STAY AGAIN AT YOUR APARTMENT, PLEASE!"

"WHAT?!"

...Seriate...