ON PAUSE!!!

Flower And Chocolate Delivery

Anin helps her mother again make dry cakes that order more and more. This time his mother got an order of the nastar type pastry and two other types with a total of thirty boxes ordered by consumers.

Anin and Miss Vienna are very enthusiastic about doing their work. Fortunately, the order said the order to be sent the day after tomorrow, it certainly makes Anin and Bu Vienna feel relieved, with that they can do it alone without having to find someone else to help.

"Mom, this one is ripe" said Anin when he saw the cake in the oven already looks yellowing golden. The oven used is also not an oven that is energized by electricity, but uses a stove fire as a heat source.

"Yes, just pick up. Keep entering the other." replied Miss Vienna who is focusing on manually stirring the flour dough alias using empty hands.

Anin obeyed his mother's words, he took out the ripe one and put in the wet one again, and so on like that until they do not realize if the cakes are ripe already look a lot and ready to be packed into boxes that are already available.

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"Package!"

Anin and Miss Vienna looked at each other when they heard someone shouting from the front of the house.

"You ordered a package?" ask Miss Vienna.

Anin shook her head. "No, Mom."

Miss Vienna's forehead shriveled. If not his daughter, who ordered? He also felt he did not order anything, especially via online because he could not use a mobile phone.

"Try you to check first, it may be the wrong address." he said. Anin nodded then left the kitchen.

The porch door opened and a young man wearing a black jacket and a mask covered half his face. In his right hand looks a bunch of white roses that look still very fresh, while in his left hand hung a small paper bag.

"Good morning, Ma'am. Is this true with Anin's house?" tanyakanya.

Anin nodded, "Yes, I'm alone."

"This is a package for Ma'am, please accept yes." the man immediately held out the flowers and paper bag.

Anin accepted it even though she seemed hesitant. "Who are you from? I didn't order the package, sir." The question finally came out of his mouth.

"I don't know, Ma'am. I was just in charge of delivering. And this, please sign it here as a receipt."

Anin seemed dissatisfied to get that answer. But maybe the courier didn't know it, he thought. And Anin signed it.

After that, the courier immediately said goodbye after Anin said a word of thanks. But to Anin's surprise, why did the courier ride in a car that looked so luxurious? It is not a two-wheeled vehicle that is usually used by package delivery people.

Why did I realize there was a luxury car there? But, like I've seen that car, but where is it?

Not wanting to think much, Anin just went back in and approached her mother again.

"Who's the flower delivery from, son?" asked Bu Vienna when Anin came and put the flowers and paper bag beside him.

"Do not know, Mom. Anin also has not seen the contents" he said honestly, because Anin did not see it in the slightest.

"Why not open? Who knows it from Nak Yoga" said Miss Vienna who immediately made Anin seem to think.

What possible?

"Yes, Mom." Anin grabbed the paper bag and opened it slowly.

A red box with gold ribbons. Anin took it and opened the ribbon. His eyes sparkled when he saw the various brown shapes that looked very cute resembling a variety of flowers.

"Brown, Mom. From who?" anin said happily. Anin saw a small envelope behind the lid of the box.

"Try to open the envelope, it looks like it is taped" said Miss Vienna who looked still astonished.

Anin nodded and opened the envelope. And it's true, it's a folded piece of paper that's nothing but a letter.

Slowly Anin opened it, and saw a writing that looked very neat and beautiful.

Hi, sweetie....

If you have opened this letter, you have received the chocolate and flowers. How, do you like it? I bought it specifically for you. Hope you like it.

You keep the flowers, so that when you miss me, you can breathe the scent. And don't forget, eat the chocolate too. But don't do much later your teeth hurt, hehe.

Greetings from me.

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A P? Prayoga?....

"From Mas Yoga, Mom" Anin told her mother.

Miss Vienna smiled with relief. "Thank God, I'm afraid that it's from an unknown person. Yeah, well, you keep flowers just as brown, afraid they'll break if they're put there."

Anin nodded. "Yes, Mom. If it's Anin to the room first, yes." Anin straightened the box, then brought everything into her room while smiling happily.

Seeing that, Miss Vienna could only shake her head. "Based on young people." he murmured.

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"Hows it? Did he take it?" asked the Wira who was sitting leaning on her big chair.

"Already, Boss. Beres." That voice came from his cell phone.

"Great work! And for your payment, I've sent it to your account."

"Ready, Boss. Thank you very much."

"Yes." Yeah." The hero immediately turned off his phone connection. Placed his mobile phone, Wira smiled while stroking his chin that looks thin hunting, probably because it has been shaved.

"Hopefully like it, dear." he muttered with a happy smile.

The hero re-imagined Anin's expressions upon meeting her. The girl seemed to want to stay away from him, even her facial expression was also like that of a person who looked disgusted at her. But, that's what Wira likes, he feels challenged to conquer Anin's heart, and get all the attention of the girl.

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The sound of knocking on the door made her daydream immediately cut off, Wira stared in annoyance at the door leaf behind which there was someone who dared to cast her beautiful shadow.

"May I come in, Boss?" ask someone from out there.

"Yes!" the girl sounded annoyed.

After getting permission, the door opened. It looks like a man in a suit who looks pretty handsome.

"Sorry boss, I'm interrupting the time. Outside there was someone who wanted to meet the Boss. The man said he was the Boss' son." said Reno, who served as Wira's secretary.

Indeed, no one knows who the son of the wealthy businessman, Wira deliberately hid the identity of his son for the safety of Yoga who wanted to live freely in adolescence.

Because as a child, many business rivals want to destroy it, both through his son and his wife. And because of this he is now a widower. A few years ago his wife died as a kidnap victim of a business rival who was none other than his own best friend. His wife became a kidnapping victim used for threat material.

Unfortunately, Wira could not save his wife who at that time wanted to save him from a bullet that was darting on him. Until in the end, his wife who had to die because even his wife who was hit by the shot.

That's why Wira does not want to tell the identity of his son, all about Yoga he closed tight. Luckily the college where his son attended was also his building. So everything is safely under control until now. In the end, he will free Yoga from his protection if his son already has his own strength and courage.

"Seek to come in!" her word.

Got the decree, Reno immediately agreed and came back out. Shortly thereafter the person in question came in.

"Morning, Pa." hello Yoga.

"After, sit!" reply Hero allow.

Yoga and then sitting at the table. "Yoga thought Papa didn't work on the weekend."

"Indeed it should be like that, all Papa employees are off, only Papa and Papa's assistant are still working." replied Wira while researching the appearance of her son.

Yoga nodded. "Yoga just found out."

"Because you're too busy going out with college, so you don't pay attention to your own Papa." she said.

And indeed that's the fact, Yoga is too focused on the activities of the lecture and his lover, so he forgets his Papa who also wants to be noticed by him even in the form of small attention.

"Hehe, I'm sorry Yoga, yes, Pa." said Yoga looking guilty.

"What need did you come here? Are you ready for last night's offer?" tanyakanya.

Yoga was silent for a moment, looking reassuring to himself. Sounded like a breath of worry. "Yes, Pa. Yoga is ready."