REVENGE WASTED GIRL (Admaja Flower)
Honest Words
Samson's car was parked in the baseman, the man got out of the car and opened the door for Bunga. again Flowers made tangent to the attitude of Samson, the girl just sculpted without intending to go down.
"I'm coming down, sir?"
The Flower Question made Samson growled again.
"There is no other message besides Sir, don't be too formal enough me you. let's go down."
"But Tu-uh What should I call?" The flower should call Samson what.
"Call Darling or Hubby I don't mind." Samson smiled jailly at Bunga, while Bunga snorted at Samson who started acting out.
"Sam's brother but I look like this." Bunga chose to call out to Big Brother instead of following the request of the man in front of her.
"Sister, okay it's okay." Samson looked at the Flower from top to bottom.
"Why your appearance? let's wait for it." Samson pulls the Flower's hand out of the car.
Both are now on the road. Bunga did not have the guts to raise his head because all the employees seemed to be staring at him along with the whispers that made his heart hurt.Samson, the man did not care about the views of the employees. he casually held Bunga's hand until both of them were in the elevator.
"Don't listen to them." Samson spoke while glancing at the gloomy-looking Flower.
Flowers just nodded, seconds later both of them exited the elevator.
"Wait here I won't be long." Samson told Bunga to wait in his room and then walked out leaving the Bunga himself.
Bunga better spend his time playing mobile while waiting for Samson to finish with his business.
When Bunga opened the medsos suddenly the hands of the Flower shook, his tears also fell before long sounding rogue sobbing makes anyone who heard must feel pity.
"Papa.." muttered Flowers stroking his phone with trembling hands.
On Bunga's phone, there was a person who was so similar to Bram was sitting in a wheelchair. his thin body looks like a lot of sadness in the look of his eyes.
"Papa's alive." Flowers cry happily with a fist that holds a lot of grudges against the Damar family, he is sure that his parents are still alive.
Because it is too late in his sadness Flowers until they do not realize the arrival of Samson who is already standing in front of him.
"Why crying?" samson's voice softened, his heart also felt pain when he saw the little girl crying.
Flowers looked up at Samson who was standing in front of him, without answering Samson's words the girl immediately stood up and hugged Samson's sturdy body tightly. Flowers spilled all their sadness and happiness on the chest of the man's field.When Samson's body stiffened, for a moment he thought what made a girl as strong as Flowers cry.seconds later his hand coiled back to the embrace of Flowers.
"What's up, say it?" Samson broke his embrace, he looked at the Flower inside.
"Nothing."
"Hey don't lie, you got a problem? tell me maybe I can help you." Samson cupped Flower's cheeks with both hands.
Bunga thought maybe telling Samson the problem was the best way, finally Bunga pulled Samson to sit down then he told it all. tragedy 7 years ago and who Damar really is.
Samson seemed surprised to hear the story of Flowers, seen from his eyes that are patterned and lips are nodding.he did not expect it turns out the Flower daughter of Bram, a young businessman whom he idolized first. the lunge of a Bram in the business world makes Samson ambitious to imitate the footsteps of the idol, but it is very loved at the peak of the glory of a Bram , the man was reported to have died with his wife during a robbery at his home, and now the Admaja company was replaced by Damar's sister from Bram.
There is a sense of pity on Samson when Bunga begged to keep his identity a secret.Samson had heard the news of the search for a missing child on behalf of Bunga Admaja nephew of Damar. who would have thought that the Flower that Damar was looking for in fact the Flower that several months of living in a house with him.
"Thank you Tu- uh Brother Sam." The flower changed her calling as Samson stared at her sharply.
Samson pulled his hand and looked at the clock in his left hand.
"Lunch time, what do you want to eat out here?" Samson looked into the eyes of the girl who had stopped crying but whose eyes still looked puffy.
"Here alone Brother, again lazy out."
Samson nodded with a faint smile, moving from the sofa to his desk and squeezing the intercom.
"Quick my room."
Before long heard the door on tap. Someone entered without waiting for the owner to allow.
"Flower, are you here?" Evan was quite surprised to see the Flower there.
Yes Samson was telling Evan to go to his room immediately.
"Yes, brother." Flowers smile clumsily.
"Buy food for us, I'll have lunch here with Flowers."
"We? lah I..?" Evan pointed to himself.
"It's up to you to eat where. don't stay here." Samson gives Evan 5 pieces of money and walks casually towards Flowers.
"Cck.. Lo's ungodly brother." said Evan then went from Samson's room, before that he glanced mischievously at the Flower making his best friend's eyes stare horror.
Evan chuckled in front of the door.After closing the door the handsome face turned sad.
"May you be happy." Evan tried to smile even though his heart was hurting.
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Now that lunch hour is over, these two different types of people have spent the food that Evan bought earlier.Samson is now back in front of the computer. while Bunga looked resentfully at Samson because the man forbade him to go home.
Actually, Samson wanted to skip today but because of Evan's own problems that asked Samson to solve it. and forced Samson to sit back facing the flat screen in front of him.
Three hours passed, now Samson's work was finished.The man stretched his muscles feel tired because too long sitting in front of the computer.His eyes widened wide looking at the flower that fell asleep on the sofa.
"Ckk. why can't you forget." muttered Samson up from the chair and walked closer to the Flower.
Samson crouched down to look at the face of the beautiful Flower. unconsciously his lips lifted up showing a smile that made the women fascinated.The burly hands suddenly lifted tidying up the Flower hair that covered his face. Samson stared at the beautiful bulumata that was so flattened, then down to the small nose and sharp.The gaze continued down to the red lips as red as the flower's cherry.
Samson's heart immediately rippled feeling a strange gland on him.
"Damn, squirm his lips just make Cobra under wake up." Samson stood up to let Bunga sleep, he chose to enter the bathroom while waiting for the office hours to arrive.
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