MY SUNFLOWER

Malu

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Tristan woke up early this morning, he had to prepare breakfast for himself and Ara because the hostess was not in place.

The dish served at the breakfast table is just two dishes of fried rice complete with cow's eye eggs and also a glass of milk for Ara and tea for her. Fried rice is one of the food menu that can be cooked by Tristan in addition to cow's eye eggs.

Finished with the kitchen affairs, Tristan went into the room to wake up his sweet niece. It seemed that the little girl was completely exhausted after vacationing yesterday, the proof was that she was still deep in her sleep.

"Darling..get up yuk!" Tristan shook Ara's body slowly. Although actually not heart but he must still make the little one wake up. From yesterday afternoon Ara had not eaten and Tristan was afraid that his nephew would get sick.

The body of the padlock was writhing, slowly the eyes that kept the dark bead were opened. It looks like Ara is winking her eyes funny. "Dad-dy.." said with a distinctive hoarse voice waking up.

"Morning, Baby." Tristan lifted Ara's body and carried her into the bathroom to wash her face.

Out of the room, Ara was still faithfully in Tristan's arms, her head even leaning spoiled on the uncle's shoulders. The girl seemed to still close her eyes.

"Darling, we'll eat first." Tristan was already sitting on one of the chairs, Ara was on his lap.

The girl finally opened her eyes and saw the dining table in front of her.

"Drink the milk first." Tristan grabbed a glass of milk and thrust it in front of Ara's mouth. Inevitably, the girl ended up gulping down the milk that was thrust at her.

Half of the glass had already moved into her stomach, Ara looked around the kitchen and could not find Stela there.

"Where's mommy?" He asks.

Tristan wiped Ara's lips covered in milk. "Mommy's gone for a little while, she'll be home again" Tristan replied.

"Where? Why didn't Mommy take Ala?" His eyes condensed with a voice that began to falter.

Tristan was in a fog, it seemed like Ara would soon cry because she was left alone by Stela.

"We video call mommy huh?" wheedled.

Succeeds. Ara immediately nodded enthusiastically with brightly glowing eyes.

Tristan picked up the phone lying on the table and immediately dialed a number with the name My Sunflower, which was none other than the number of the lover.

.......

Stela woke up as usual since living in Tristan's apartment, after cleaning herself she immediately went down to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

"Let me help you, Bi.." said Stela when she reached the kitchen and found some waiters preparing breakfast.

"No need Miss, you'd better sit down and relax." refused the waiter feeling condolent.

"It's okay Bi, I'll help ya." Not wanting to hear any more rejection, Stela immediately did what she could. The maids could only resign, some of them also smiled looking at their friendly and kind-hearted miss.

.......

Abercio and Sebastian just returned to jog around the luxury mansion of Wijaya which stands on a land of 20,000 m². Sweat seemed to flood the clay-muscled body wrapped in singlet sports the two handsome men. The sight made some young servants appear to whisper to see the sexiness of the two God creatures that are so charming.

Arriving in the living room, Abercio ordered a servant to bring them cold mineral water. Soon the order came and the one who brought it was Stela.

"Hey, why did you bring it. Where's the waiter?" asked Abercio who was sitting side by side with Sebastian on the sofa.

Stela put two bottles of drink on the table and sat down to join her two brothers. "I asked him to help me in the kitchen" he replied.

"Oh." Abercio simply nodded and then sipped the cold drink that his sister brought him to the toilet. After that he heaved a sigh of relief because of the thirst that had obtained the antidote. Sebastian did the same. The two men looked tired and sweaty.

"Before we start breakfast, you two take a bath!" stela said before the girl headed back to the kitchen.

"Do you just think of me as a big brother, El?" inner Sebastian. Looking at Stela's back that was moving away.

.......

Everyone is gathered at the dining table. In addition to Stela and her three older siblings, there is also the host, Ari, his wife-Merry and also their only daughter, Karin.

"It's nice if all the families get together like this" Ari said before the breakfast procession began.

Everyone there seemed to nod their heads in agreement. "If brother and sister-in-law were here, too. Complete is this happiness. Especially if your grandparents are still alive." The atmosphere that was initially rejoicing immediately turned cloudy when Ari said that his parents were still there.

"Papa, can we start the breakfast? I'm hungry already" Karin protested. Stela-aged girl who is currently studying at the University of Indonesia in the early semester with a major in economics. He is the only child of Ari and Merry, therefore Karin prefers to study domestically in order to help the business of both parents.

"Come, we'll start breakfast." Ari leads the do'a and all begin to eat the dishes available.

.... ...

While everyone was enjoying the dessert, Stela's phone on the table shook. All eyes are on him now. The girl felt bad because in her family history no one can bring anything to the dining room especially cellphones. It can interfere with eating events as well as family gatherings.

"Just say, it's okay." Ari who saw the doubt in the niece's eyes, invited Stela to pick up her phone.

"Thank you, Uncle."

Stela didn't leave the dinner table, she picked up the video call there.

"Good morning, beautiful."

Deg

Tristan's face appeared on the screen with her greeting that made everyone at the dining table smile except Sebastian.

Stela watched the expressions of the people around her awkwardly. "I'm sorry" he said, not feeling well.

Merry smiled, he who was sitting right beside Stela stroked the long and delicate mane of her husband's niece. "If El is uncomfortable, go to the living room" said Merry softly.

"Yeah Aunty. Then I'll excuse you first" she said to everyone.

After Stela left, Anne finished her dessert quickly. He wiped his mouth that was probably straws using the napkins available.

"I'm done too. Can I leave the dining room first, Uncle...Aunty?" pampered.

The two older adults nodded and after that Anne left to catch up with her sister. The abandoned returned to continue his unfinished meal.

.......

"Good morning, Brother." After arriving in the middle room, Stela just returned the greeting of Tristan.

"Hey why is it so long?" protests are heard from across the street.

"sorry. We were at the dinner table."

"Hm. Oh yeah, this is someone asking you." Suddenly the screen moved and revealed the pouting face of Ara.

"Hey Baby's. Good morning." Stela greeted her little girl.

"Mommy wicked. Mommy left me," she grinned with cute bulging cheeks. Ara even tilted her head in reluctance to stare at Stela. Only that chubby cheek and pursed lip could Stela see on the screen.

"I'm sorry, Baby. Forgive Mommy yes, later when you go home Mommy will bring Ara a beautiful ballet shirt," pleaded Stela. And sure enough, Ara directly faced the camera with passion. Yesterday, they had not had time to buy clothes Ara requests it because of the rush to go on vacation.

"The plomise?" Ara ask-be sure.

"Pinky's swear." Stela raised her little finger. It was also imitated by Ara across there.

"Pinky swel," he said slurred.

"Smart son Mommy. Ara's having breakfast?" ask Stela.

"Alas drank milk. Daddy made goleng rice," he replied.

"Now eat first. Mommy will call Ara again!"

"Yes Mommy's. Bye-bye." Ara waved and Stela replied by waving her hand to the camera.

Suddenly the screen again showed Tristan's face. "Come back soon. I really miss you, Honey."

Stela smiled shyly and nodded. "I'll be back."

Clik...

The connection was cut off and Stela's phone screen again showed the wallpaper with a photo of the three of them.

"I miss you too" he said.

DUARR

Suddenly from behind, Anne came in a surprise. Stela.

"Sister!" He screamed in annoyance.

Anne ignored her sister's annoyance and chose to sit across from Stela.

Stela nodded and fell in shame.

"Dad and mom told me everything. It's a pity that the little girl lost her parents when she was in need of the affection of both parents." Anne was concerned about the fate of Ara.

"Yes Brother. So when Ara wanted to call me mommy I didn't have the heart to reject her. Be now her mommy and Tristan as her daddy" explained Stela.

"Hopefully someday you will really be real parents to Ara," the talented young designer hopes.

"May God grant. Amiin."

"Oh yeah, don't forget at lunch you'll come with me." Anne reminded.

"Yes." Yeah."

"All right, I'll go to the room first. There are still some things I have to take care of related to the show later."

"Yes, Brother."

Anne left while Stela was still sitting on the sofa of the living room. Shortly thereafter, Sebastian appears and sits where Anne was sitting.

"You have a relationship with that guy?" Instead of making small talk, Sebastian immediately asked the core of the problem that had made him nervous. As they jog, Abercio tells him everything he talked about with Stela last night and now Sebastian wants to hear it straight from the mouth.

Stela stared at Sebastian flat, though she did not mention his name, she knew exactly who the man who was sitting opposite her was referring to. "The name is Tristan and yes... We're in a relationship" he replied.

Sebastian snorted, it turned out that what his best friend said was indeed true. "Are you sure? You haven't even known that guy for long. You don't know what he's like. What if he's not as good as he looks?"

Stela glared, not accepting with a suspicious-looking remark that was thrown by Sebastian. "What mean? Why are you saying that?" He asked, tucked in an annoyed tone in his voice.

"Yes... We don't know what he's like, do we?" Sebastian shrugged his shoulders. "Otherwise I heard she's a model. Just looking to make money."

The mocking tone in Sebastian's speech made Stela inflamed. It hurts his heart when someone is bad at the profession of the lover. What's wrong with being a model. According to him it is still a reasonable job than being a thief or a lesser being a gig*lo.

"I don't like it when you say that. You're talking like you're saying that Tristan doesn't deserve me. Why indeed? I love him and he loves me too. There's nothing wrong. What's wrong is that you force someone to accept you when you know that person doesn't want you!" Angrier. Stela was really angry at this moment.

"I just want the best for you." The man is still trying to persuade. Mana knows Stela's gonna melt.

Stela smiled cynically. "And the best for me is Tristan." After saying that, Stela got up.

The strapping shoulder slumped down, Sebastian was really disappointed because it seemed like the girl he loved would not change his stance.

Before leaving Stela said something that made Sebastian sculpt and think. "Open your eyes! There's someone always watching you from a distance. Someone who always says your name when you miss. And who loves you so much in his silence. Quickly awake! Hopefully it's not too late, because waiting is also the limit."

"Who loves me?" sebastian asked.

"They're why, brother, fight?" ask Karin to Abercio. It just so happened that the two of them had accidentally heard the debate between the two people earlier.

"Not to think about it. Prepare to go to college. I'll drive you."

"Okay, Brother." Karin immediately shot into the room and prepared.

.......

Abercio approached his friend who was still silent in his seat. He felt a bit sorry for Sebastian's love.

"Who?" Sebastian, who noticed Abercio's presence, asked.

Abercio silently looked at his best friend.

"Who is he, who secretly dropped his heart on me. You must know Cio," demanded Sebastian.

"Sorry, I couldn't tell you. I have no right to say it. Try to realize it yourself!"

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Stela and Anne were ready to go to lunch at a restaurant in downtown Jakarta.

Entering a fancy restaurant, the two did not go unnoticed. Although only wearing casual and casual clothes turned out to not be able to cover the aura of their beauty both.

The brothers sat at a table that had been booked before, and Anne's client didn't seem to have arrived.

"Wait a minute, I'll go to the toilet first" said Anne.

The stela that was left behind was busy observing the place where he was now. A restaurant located on the top level of a famous hotel. The large glass that serves as the wall gives an interesting impression. We could clearly see the blue sky as well as the extremely dense highway down there.

"Sorry we're late." A voice greeted. Stela langusng.

Deg

"YOU!" stela screams along with a woman who just arrived.

"Don't tell me if she's the model you're going to wear" Stela asked in her heart. "Why should this arrogant woman. Oh God." Oh."

"What are you doing here, village girl?" ask Vania.

"Please sit down, and we'll talk." Stela. He was embarrassed that some of the guests seemed to notice them, interested. Obviously, a model comes to a crowded place of course many will recognize it.

"Where's Miss Anne?" ask a woman with two spindles. Stela thought it was the manager of the arrogant woman.

"To the toilet" Stela replied as is.

Vania's eyes are squeaking. "What is this village girl doing here? No way, is she partaking in modeling on the show?" thought.

While crossing her arms, Vania noticed Stela's appearance. It clucked. Everything that the girl was wearing looked brandy and even herself had nothing like it.

"You look classier than when I first saw you" Vania said.

Stela turned her head, the look that was originally out the window turned to look at Vania sharply.

"Success Tristan's memory to buy you everything you want?" ejek Vania's.

Stela remained calm, although inwardly feeling very irritated and eager to squeeze the presumptuous mouth of the woman in front of her. No meeting without ridicule. What exactly is the woman's problem with her. Is it just because of Tristan? Or because there's something else. Envy, for example.

"Yes. Why indeed? You envious?" repas Stela.

Vania tightened her jaw. Envied? that's right. A famous model seemed to be envious of a village girl like Stela? Impossible.

"Dad? Why envy a shameless girl like you. A cheap girl who sells herself in exchange for luxury items."

Deg

SSYUURRRR'S

The new stela will slap the woman when someone back there has acted first.

Fara is shocked to see her client, none other than Anne, dousing Vania's body from the head with a glass teapot full of water that she took from a guest's desk.

"That's your mouth, Vania Hermawan!" hiss Anne. He threw the glass carafe at their table to the surprise of Vania and the others.

"Miss Anne, what are you doing?" ask Fara. He tried to wipe the face of Vania who flooded the water with her handkerchief.

"I should have asked." Leisurely Anne sat before Vania, right beside Stela, without regard for the gazes of those who were interested in what was happening.

"What has your model's dirty mouth said to MY A-DIK?" pressure, anger.

A sister?

Both Fara and Vania raised their faces. Stela and Anne looked at each other.

"A-a-what, are you a-sister of Anne?" tanya Vania stutters.

Stela raised one eyebrow. "Yes. Why?" He grabbed Anne's shoulders and pressed their cheeks together. So that everyone could clearly see the resemblance. Although their faces were different because Stela was down the face of the mother while Anne was the face of the father, but still, their blue eyes and blonde hair could not be lied to.

Vania was distraught in disbelief, it was only fitting that she had been investigating about Stela, but did not get any results. It turns out that girl is no ordinary girl. Damn indeed.

Stela smiled with satisfaction at the look on Vania's pitiful face.

"Eat him, do not easily underestimate others. Do not judge people by their outward appearance alone. If so, who is ashamed?" ask Stela.

Vania just bowed quietly.

"Oh yeah, we're not officially acquainted yet." Stela extended her hand before Vania.

"My name is Auristela Princessa Knight. I'm Anne Alexandra Knight's sister."

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