MY SUNFLOWER

Plan

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"All right, I want to."

After various persuasions and seduction launched Anne, Stela finally accepted the offer of the sister to be a model in the upcoming fashion week.

"But I don't know how to walk on the catwalk." This is what Stela was worried about.

"Just calm! I have a friend who will help. Oh yeah, as far as I know your girlfriend is also a model, right, does she want to participate in Fashion Week this time?" ask Anne.

"Hm. Should I ask him?"

"Should. Call me immediately. We don't have much time left." Anne reminded.

"All right."

"I'm going in first. There's a lot of things to do. Good night." Anne left the gazebo with vigor. I don't know what the 21-year-old is planning.

"Good night." The three people who were stunned there retorted.

.......

Tomorrow, at exactly 11 pm, when everything was busy on the move, Stela chose to visit Tristan's apartment.

Cklekk

The door opened, seeing who was coming, a happy smile instantly adorned the face of the handsome man who opened the door Stela.

"Hi" said the girl.

"Come in, baby." Tristan immediately pulls Stela into her apartment.

"Ara, look who's coming!" Tristan arrived in the living room.

The girl who was busy watching the cartoon show also turned her head. His eyes were round and glazed. He then got off the sofa and ran over to Stela who had been crouched ready with both hands spread wide, welcoming the embrace of her little girl.

"Ala lindu, Mommy.." lirih Ara who has now buried her face in the curve of the neck of Stela's level.

"Oh baby, mommy misses you too." Stela took off Ara's embrace and cupped the little guy's face with both hands. Seeing the red face and tears on Ara's cheeks, Stela felt guilty because these two days had left her beautiful daughter.

"Don't cry baby, mommy will be sad. Now mommy's gonna be here with Ara and daddy" Stela said. He showered a lot of kisses on Ara's tiny face.

"Don't run again!" ban Ara. He hugged Stela's neck tightly, as if afraid that the young girl would leave again.

Stela just stroked Ara's black mane dearly, she couldn't promise not to go anymore because at this time she still had to stay in the Vijaya residence.

Tristan just smiled at the sight. His heart was happy because now the sadness of his nephew after losing a parent was no longer visible. Even Ara seemed to have forgotten both her biological parents, but one day Tristan promised to explain everything. When the little girl was a little more mature.

.......

"Woah.. mommy's son is very beautiful," praised Stela when Ara had dressed up in her ballet.

"Thankyou mommy, Ala love you so much." The girl hugged Stela and gave her a kiss of affection on her mommy's smooth cheeks.

"Urwell babies. Oh yeah, mommy also brought practice tapes for ballet dancing. Let's see it, learn it?" stela's invitation was embraced with vigor by the little girl.

The three of them headed for the living room, Tristan directly played the cassette Stela gave him.

"Let's go baby, mommy teach her basic moves!" Two of Tristan's favorite women were immediately busy dancing in front of the tv while the man himself watched them with a happy smile.

.......

Tristan was juicing in the kitchen when a hug from behind coiled tightly around his stomach.

"El?"

"Miss you" said Stela. Not meeting for two days makes him miss Tristan very much. From the moment he came he had tried to hold back because there was Ara between them and now when the little girl was sleeping, Stela could not bear to not finish her longing.

Tristan stops his activities, he flips the body facing Stela. "Miss you too Honey" she whispered. Then they both hugged tightly.

The 25-year-old man gently stroked Stela's blond hair which felt very fine in her hands. "Have your brothers been here long?" tanyakanya.

"Sister Cio and Frere will be back tomorrow while Sister Anne will still be here for some more time, she's still busy for the fashion show next week," replied Stela who was still at home leaning on the chest of the lover's field.

There was a soft sigh from Tristan's mouth, apparently the man was disappointed because he still had to part with the lover for a long time.

"Sister?" Stela took off her embrace and slightly looked up at her man.

"I'm taking part in fashion this coming week, Anne's sister, who is a designer, asked me to show her design" Stela told the publication.

Tristan was a little surprised, but then he smiled gently at her girl. "It's okay. You're beautiful, tall and perfectly suited to walking on the catwalk" Tristan said.

Stela was silent, she seemed to be thinking. "But I'm afraid of making mistakes that would embarrass me even my brother."

"You can do it, I'm sure for that."

Stela nodded though inwardly still hesitating.

"Sister!"

"Hm?"

"You want to come along too?" Stela remembers that Anne asked her to invite Tristan to the fashion week.

"Fashion week?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"No. I was offered, but I refused."

"Why?" ask Stela wonder. Usually the models compete to be able to follow the event so that his name is more famous, but why this handsome lover refused.

"Lazy. Being a model is just my hobby, so I'm not too eager to be famous" she explained.

"It's so arrogant" Stela said.

Tristan simply smiled in response to Stela's words.

"But my brother wants to invite you to join you, will ya?" bring Stela.

"I'm not interested, baby."

"I'm also with you, brother. Want huh? There we can meet at any time. Yea?" wheedled.

Tristan started to think, if Stela came along there's no harm in her coming too. "All right." Finally he agreed, for the sake of his lover.

"Thanks Darling."

Cup

A brief kiss landed on Tristan's lips.

"I want to cook lunch first, what's in the fridge?" Stela immediately moved away from Tristan and walked towards the fridge. Look at what ingredients he can cook.

While Tristan back struggling with the juice is still half-finished.

"Tomato juice?" Tristan handed Stela a glass of juice while she was busy cutting onions.

"Eww... I don't like it," reject Stela. He did not like Tristan's favorite red fruit.

"It's delicious."

"You're the one who drinks."

Finally, two glasses of tomato juice were consumed by Tristan himself.

.......

Tristan had just returned from receiving a call, he approached the lover who was now busy stirring something in the pot.

"Need help?" his whisper who had already embraced Stela's body from behind suddenly.

Deg

"If this is not helpful but disturbing." The shocked Stela was irritated until she pinched Tristan's arm which was coiled around her stomach.

"Sick Hon," she protested. He took off his embrace on Stela's body and rubbed her pinched arm. Unmitigated, Stela pinched him with emotion leaving a red rash on her white arm.

"It's so good." Tristan pouting. He blew the skin of his arm that was reddened by the pinch of love of the lover.

Stela who saw that felt guilty. Out of shock mixed with annoyance, he accidentally used his inner power to pinch Tristan.

"Sorry Darl." Stela grabbed Tristan's arm and helped blow it. "Still sick?"

"Hm." Tristan nodded spoiled. "Looks like he needs a little kiss" he asked.

Stela who knew it was just Tristan's wits threw the man's hand out of her grip. "Ck. Don't overdo it, just a small wound."

The man chuckled, he came back to Stela and hugged her again like that.

"You're pinched again?" hiss upset.

"Now. The pinch of love," whispered Tristan right in Stela's ear, making the girl's body bristle for a moment.

Stela was upset. "When do you finish cooking if you keep sticking like this, brother?" his protest.

"When are we supposed to make out like this if you're always busy, hm?" Reply Tristan.

Stela was silent, she did not know that Tristan wanted such a thing either. Indeed, they rarely spend time together but not while he was cooking too, right?

"Engh... Sis!"  Stela bellowed as Tristan suddenly peeped around her neck and jaw. The tingling sensation when those warm lips roamed his skin made his blood rustle violently. "Stop it, Brother!" Stela squirms, she tries to stay away but her body which is held tightly by Tristan is difficult to remove.

"Shut up and enjoy!"

Whats?

Cup

Tristan ended his nosy activities with one long kiss on Stela's cheek. He could not bear to see his lover who was so uncomfortable because of his actions.

"Continue, I'll be in the room for a minute." Tristan took off his arms and was about to leave, but the pull on his arm made him stop and stare at the suspect's withdrawal.

"You want sausage?" Stela squeezed and bribed one of Ara's favorite sausages and held half of the sausage in front of her mouth. He thrust half the sausage that did not enter his mouth in front of Tristan.

At first Tristan was confused by what his lover was doing, but after thinking for a moment he realized what he had to do.

Cup

Tristan stepped closer to Stela, one hand grabbing the girl's nape while her mouth instantly devoured half the sausage that was outside the girl's mouth. After the vanishing sausage entered his mouth, Tristan did not waste a chance, he mel*mat exhausted Stela's lips.

The two were clasped for quite a while, after feeling short of breath, they finally ended the long kiss.

.......

After lunch, Tristan and Stela accompanied Ara to ballet in the living room. The little girl looked excitedly moving according to what she saw on the television show.

"Ara is very smart, she learns basic movements quickly" Stela said proudly.

"Hm. All thanks to you," replied Tristan.

Stela smiled, she shifted her seat closer to Tristan's body and leaned her head on the man's broad shoulders.

"I love you." The words just came out of Stela's mouth.

Tristan reached out his hand and held the lover into his arms. "I love you too" she replied. An old kiss landed on the temple of Stela  

"Ah. .so comfortable." Stela hugged Tristan's body tightly, her head resting comfortably on the man's chest.

"This cozy place is only yours" Tristan said.

"Of course, I'm not willing to share, of course" Stela said.

"Yes dear."

.......

Stela and Ara are currently waiting for Tristan to get ready. This afternoon the man will drive her home with Ara.

Bored by waiting, Stela prank open her instagram account. He's looking for an account that he feels can help his problem.

"Can." Stela was overjoyed when the account she sought had been found. Immediately he opened the account profile that has a follower of two million more. He is a young and very famous designer in Indonesia.

Stela saw some photos posted by a man's account, most of the posts were just showing off the clothing design and there were only a few photos of him in various settings and events.

"Good yes, my lover stalked another man's account behind me." Tristan came astounding from behind.

"Aren't Tristan?"

"Who is that guy?" tristan asked with jealousy.

"Hm.. only someone will smooth my plan," Stela replied casually.

"You're hiding something behind me?" Tristan's eyes narrowed suspiciously.

Stela got up from her seat. "I'll tell you in the car. Let's go!"

.......

Tristan's car arrived at a luxury mansion owned by Wijaya's residence. The man praised the luxurious building belonging to his lover's family. Tired of a little inferiority once knowing that Stela is not a random person, she comes from a family that is quite rich.

"Whose car, huh?" muttered Stela when she reached the front of the mansion and saw a luxurious car in metallic red lying there.

"Why?" asked Tristan who was surprised to see his lover watching the car that was lying next to his car.

"It looks like there are guests" Stela replied. "Then let's go in!" bring him.

They entered the luxurious mansion.

"Mommy's house is big like a palace, Ala can't stay here?" babble Ara who was in Sasuke's arms.

Tristani.

"By dong." Stela pinched Ara's cheek.

"If Ara lives here, it means daddy himself dong. Would you leave daddy alone in the apartment?" ask Tristan.

The boy seemed to think. "Daddy just stay here with mommy and Ala," he said. It brought laughter from Tristan and Stela.

They stepped into the main door of the mansion which was indeed wide open, some servants welcomed their arrival.

"There's guests?" ask Stela.

One of the servants nodded. "Miss Anne when she came home with a guest," replied the waiter, looking down.

Stela nodded and then invited Tristan and Ara into the living room where her brother and guests were.

"Gela!" Anne cheered cheerfully as she saw the appearance of her sister. "You're finally home too. Look who's coming!" The woman stood up and pulled Stela towards her two guests.

"Hey Princess!" greet the male guest who has a cool appearance like a model.

Stela gawked to see who greeted her. "Sister William?" the pekik did not expect.

Coveted buds also arrived, maybe the language that is suitable for the current state of Stela. Just a moment ago he had just found out about this man and now he was already in front. Woah..what an amazing coincidence this is.

"You also bring guests as it turns out," said Anne was so aware that the sister did not come alone. There was a handsome man and a beautiful boy with him.

Anne approached the guest that her sister had brought. "You must be Tristan?" guess it. "And this beautiful little girl must be Ara, mommy Ela's son?" Anne pinched the chubby boy's cheek in Tristan's sling.

Tristan nodded while Ara looked at Anne with her cute round eyes. "Whose pretty county?" ask the plain little guy.

"Hey. Aunty Anne's name, this aunty is your mommy's sister" Anne explained.

"Mommy's sister?"

"Yes baby."

"Aunty Anne is as beautiful as Ala's mommy" she said.

Anne laughed at Ara's cuteness, after which she allowed Tristan and Ara to sit down.

After everyone sat together, the waiter came to bring drinks and snacks for those who had just arrived.

"Looks like we're a match, don't you, Tristan?" The man named William opened the conversation after they were busy enjoying the available drinks.

Tristan frowned confused, not understanding the words of young designers who had offered him to participate in fashion week, but rejected him.

"Sister, Tristan said she wanted to participate in fashion this week." Stela told.

Anne nodded. "I was expecting it. Tristan could not have refused her lover's request. Right, right?" anne asked, looking at her sister's boyfriend.

Tristan's reddened face got such a question. He was silent, neither answering nor justifying. He felt ashamed, because he was impressed like a love slave who would always obey the wishes of his loved ones.

Everyone there smiled amusedly at Tristan's reaction. Anne then cleared her throat to restore the atmosphere.

"As I said, Stela will be my model later on fashion week and there is still another model that I'm including but she's not very important. Tristan will be William's model" Anne said.

Oh, so that means being a matchmaker by William is a soul mate in the job. Though it has been rejected but finally Tristan must be a model of the designer men's clothing again.

"Do you mind?" ask William to Tristan.

"No." Can Tristan refuse and disappoint Stela? Answer's no.

"alright. We can start training tomorrow. And yes, let me introduce, he's Stev, William's best friend who's gonna teach you how to walk the catwalk, especially for you... El." Anne introduced another man who had blond hair and looked a little gaunt who had been sitting quietly with them.

Stela and Tristan nodded in agreement.

"I'll call your manager later" William added, referring to Tristan.

.......

After busy discussing the issue of the fashion show, Will and Stev went home, as well as Tristan. Stela's boyfriend came home alone because Ara whined to stay with her mommy.

When the two brothers took their guests outside, they met Abercio and Sebastian who had just returned home.

William had greeted Abercio because they did know each other when he had visited the Knight's residence in England.

"I'll go home first, I'll call you later" William told Anne as the man was about to get into his car.

"Yes" nodded Anne, smiling sweetly.

It did not go unnoticed by those who were there. Stela immediately glanced at Sebastian and Gotcha, the man's face looked sour and Stela seemed to know why it could happen.

"Is he jealous?" whispered Tristan who was still standing beside Stela. His lover had told him everything on the way to the Wijaya mansion earlier. How Stela had a plan to unite her older sister with the silver man. Tristan supports only the important thing his relationship with Stela is not disturbed by Sebastian anymore.

William and Anne were best friends when they were both attending fashion school in Paris a few years ago. Anne often took William to London, to their home. Not infrequently the woman confided in the sister that William often asked her out on dates and did not forget to say love every time. Anne of course refused because she already liked others. It is unexpected that they meet again. Stela asks William for help to make Sebastian aware of her feelings before it's too late. But if it turns out to make Anne and William closer, Stela raises her hand about the fate of the French man's love.

"Well, I'm home." Tristan paused and kissed the relaxed Stela's forehead in front of everyone.

"Be careful." Stela took off Tristan with her sweet smile.

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