Our Story is Not Over

CHAPTER 8

For the first time Asha had to release the Flower away without her. Actually not do not want to take her child recreation to the zoo, but Bunga insisted not be escorted by the Mother on the grounds there is a Miss who guards her.

As a mother Asha never forced her own ego. She greatly appreciated her son's decision despite being 6 years old, because according to Asha her daughter was much more mature than her age. Deep down he was really very worried about having to release the Flower without his supervision.

"Mother take it easy, Flowers will be safe with us. I will be in charge of Bunga" said Miss Queen to reassure Asha.

"Yes, Miss. I'm nitip Flower, yes. Please watch him well. I am confused, when children the age of Flowers are very happy when they will be delivered by their parents, but not with Flowers." lamented Asha.

Miss Queen took a deep breath. Admittedly, other flowers from other children. Although they are the same age, but not with the thought of a much more mature Flower.

."Maybe Bunga has his own reasons why he does not want to be delivered by his mother. Be grateful that Mother has a child like a Flower who is very understanding and loves her mother. At the age of 6 years, Bunga has been thinking about how the condition of his motherland. Even Bunga always worried about his mother, really Flower child who is very devoted to his horse even though he was still small. Hopefully it can mature later flowers into a successful person and continue to be devoted to the mother." Miss Queen has no power to hold back tears because of the Flower. Although he was still a child but he had already thought about how his mother was doing.

"We're all dear, Bunga. So Mother's day does not have to worry about Flowers," continued Miss Queen while married not tears.

"Alright, Miss. I believe in all of you."

Now Asha can only wave her hand at a bus that has slowly left the Kindergarten fence. So also with Flowers that arrived at the bundaanya from the bus. As much as possible Asha smiled when releasing her daughter who did not want to be accompanied by her, but Asha was not alone because there were some parents who could not accompany their children.

"You're lucky to have flowers." Suddenly Asha's daydream was split upon hearing someone's words. Asha looked back.

"Lho, San! You're not accompanying your son?" asked Asha when she saw her friend Santi who also did not deliver her child.

"No, Sha. I have to work. I've asked my employer too much for permission. It would not feel good to ask permission again. The fear will be considered to run," explained Santi.

"Oh yeah, what about yesterday's offer? I want to lend it to my employer. You are calm that will be a guarantee for the money you borrow," continued Santi again.

In fact these few days Asha had thought of the offer given by. But Asha was still worried. Yes, although the idea given by Santi was a good idea for his business to go forward, but Asha did not dare to borrow capital. Asha was afraid that she would not be able to pay for it.

Santi could not force his desire for Asha to borrow capital from her employer. But Santi was sure that his employer would lend his money to Asha.

"Yes, whatever your decision I will appreciate. But my hope is you can open the laundry so you don't feel troubled."

"Santi .. You are so good!" Asha began to be moved again by one friend who always supported her in times of joy and sorrow.

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Before returning home Asha intended to stop by a store to buy soap and fragrant clothes. Along the way, Asha kept remembering what Santi said. Maybe if he opened a laundry place on the side of the road there would be more customers who came to him, because it was around where there was no laundry place.

"It's actually also a good idea Santi. Especially open laundry on the side of the road. But renting a place by the roadside is expensive. Asha ... Don't imagine much! Better to focus on your work. Hopefully one day your dream can be realized and can open a laundry place on the side of the road." Asha spoke for herself. If anyone were to look, perhaps they would think Asha was less than an ounce.

Just as Asha was about to enter a subscription store, her body died of someone who was about to exit the store.

BRUCE ...

Some bags fell to the floor. Realizing her carelessness, Asha immediately helped to get the plastic bag that fell to the floor and gave it to the person she hit.

"Aduh .. sorry I don't senga—" Asha hung up her words when she saw a woman who was familiar to her. Even Asha's eyes instantly widened with width. So was the woman in front of Asha.

Although his age was already not what it used to be but he could still clearly remember who the person he was looking at was at this moment. "Neng Asha," he said with trembling lips.

~BERCONNECT~