The Stunning My Life

Exclaims

"Hi," I said loudly, waving my hand at a girl who had just walked out of the gate of her school.

The smiling girl kept walking towards me. "Sophia's sister's been waiting a long time, huh?" ask Bunga while wearing the helmet I just pointed at him.

Today I picked up that high school girl. Yes, Bunga is already in High School. I was at De Boutique. Ordinary, business matters.

It's three in the afternoon, Mother Aulia must pick up Flowers at school. I saw that Juna's mother looked exhausted today. There is a lot of work, he is very busy. And I finally offered to pick up my sister-in-law. Sure, I'm allowed.

"No, really." Answer smiled.

"Sister, we snack first, yuk," took Bunga while riding to my motorbike.

"Where to go?"

"I again crave pempek at the intersection of Jalan Jawa, nih...."

"OK, let's go!" I kept pushing Fino away.

Bunga and I also bought three packs of pempek, a typical Palembang food. After that, I immediately drove Bunga home.

***

At the house of Juna...

"Saram deureun da aesseo utji. jinshireul sumgin chae geujeo haengboghan geot cheoreom...."

"Nest of mall sog garyeojin geojiseul sumgin chae machi yeongwon hal geot cheoreom...."

Me and the karaoke flower. One of Juna's hobbies is singing. In the living room provided complete devices such as 50 inch LED TV, DVD player, speakers, and other portable tools, such as mic.

Black's first song from G-Dragon feat Jennie Blackpink finished us singing. Karaoke continues. Every now and then I and Bunga laughed, danced, pranced.

"Oppa gangnam style!" Me and Bunga called. Who is not hypnotized by Psy's Gangnam Style song? The music is fun to dance.

"Maybe it's like a dream. I see the stars over me."

"Maybe it's like a magic. I know you, you, you're my star."

Stars Over Me by Bolbbalgan4. It was so good to be able to cover that song. Although my voice is not as good as Ahn Ji Young, but Bunga can sing it no less melodious than the voice of Taylor Swift.

Continue on! Power song from EXO did not escape us sing while dancing a little. The fifth song, Energetic from Wanna One. And again, a little dance.

Me and Bunga started to clap. We both leaned on the sofa in the room with a flattened chest.

"Yes, Flowers. Brother is tired," I told Bunga ran out of energy.

"Dad, Kah. I'm tired, too," the flower's chimpanzee sounded more lackluster than me. Every word until it ends.

One minute. Two minutes. Me and Bunga finished quietly recovering the sweat-drying energy.

"Sister, play in my room, yuk," asked Bunga with a big smile.

"What else?" I was acting tired and not powered up.

"Come, Sis...!" Flowers tugging at my hand forcefully.

***

In the Flower room...

With a postel-colored unicorn onesie, Flower and I played a colorful acrylic paint job painting something on canvas.

Flowers have a lot of art. And another hobby of the girl besides singing is drawing. I also like to draw.

I gently sweep the black brush on the surface of the canvas. A few days ago I saw a DIY video of how to paint acrylic clouds. I want to try that.

"Well.." I was amazed at the work of Flowers.

The girl threw a smile at me, then busied again with a paintbrush in her hand. Flowers also finished the painting.

"Waw, you're a real pro!" seruku gave a thumbs up at the flower.

Earlier, I occasionally noticed the Flower seemed to scrawl the origin of the square canvas in front of it with paint. I can't imagine if the results were so pretty.

The flowers managed to make a cluster of colorful flowers. Green elongated stems. Flowers buds without leaves.

In between the empty parts, the Flower spiked the white bottles a little transparent. It looked like a blown dandelion. Flowers also appear to give a small BRS inscription on the bottom right corner of the canvas. Maybe it's his signature.

I spread my eyes across the Flower Room. Of course, the first time I went into that room I did. And now, I'm doing it again.

Colorful paintings on display neatly decorate the walls of the girl's special room. Flowers, it seems like he's a hobby of drawing flowers.

"Do you like your own name?" I asked the Flower to look at him.

Smiling flowers. "Yes, I like pictures of my own name." Flowers staring at his new painting. His eyes looked far away. I saw the girl dreaming something.

"I want to go to Keukenhof Garden." Flowers are smiling. "Sophia's sister knew there were 7 million flowers planted there." The flowers are long. "I want to see colorful tulips there. It must be pretty."

"Yes.., Brother Doain, I hope you can go there see your friends," I said smiling at Bunga.

Little laughing flowers.

Five minutes. Ten minutes. Bunga and I watched youtube videos lying on the girl's soft bed. We still post unicorn onesie.

"Flower, thirsty sister. Can I have a drink?"

"Oh my goodness, brother.... Take it directly in the kitchen. I'm at anybody's house."

"okay." I smiled at Bunga, then stood up.

"Eh, sister," called Bunga to stop my steps right in the doorway. The girl looked at her phone reading a whatsapp message. "I went to my house, yeah. Take a book."

"OKAY. Want Brother Anterin?" bargained.

"No need, brother. It's just on RT next door." Flowers refused.

I'm nodding.

"Can I pinjem Biker Sis no?" ask me Flowers.

"Yes, can. The key is still there, really."

Flowers smile at me. "I'm staying tight, brother," she told me and then ran away.

"Be careful, Flowers!!!" I screeched at the Flower who looked so excited to her friend's house.

"Yes...!!!" flowers sound loud.

***

I took a glass to fill the water in it. I sat on the dining table chair of that room. Slowly, I gulped down the water. Ah.., very relieved.

I glanced at the watch on my left hand. It's four o'clock, but Juna hasn't come home yet. I stopped by his house intending to meet the man immediately. I'm kangen.

I took the glass I had just used to wash it in the kitchen sink. Five seconds. "Bunga, make it brother fried rice, dong." Suddenly a familiar voice of command rang through both of my ears.

I'm turning. Juna, the man sat staring at me. I widened my eyes. Jeez, Juna was sitting on the dining table chair facing towards me with a shirtless body.

Juna stands. I'm glaring more and more. "You're here? How, wear...???" juna asked looking confused about to walk up to me.

"Stop!" I told Juna to stop.

"Why?" Juna staggered.

I looked away unwillingly to look at Juna again. "Don't be the same with me. Put some clothes on!!!"

"D-yes." Juna replied sounding clumsy. He also left.

I held the chest sighing in relief. It's true, Juna. He only wears a short color with a naked body. The bread was clearly visible. Oh My God!

Ten seconds. Juna came back wearing a shirt. Why aren't those drawer pants replaced as well???

Juna approached me who was still leaning on the edge of the sink.

"What are you doing here? And this is why you're wearing the flower's bad suit?" Juna asked me.

"The clown shirt you said? Lha wong costume funny kayak gini too. I just picked up some flowers back from school...." My answer. Juna advocating lips. "You're the laper, huh?" I asked him to look at Juna.

The man nodded innocently. She's cute. I smiled too. "So I bought you a pempek, you know."

"Oh, huh?" Juna. Now he's like a starving bear.

I took the bowl, poured the pempek into it, and gave it to Juna.

"It's not full yet I can make you fried rice. Wanna?" I'm bargaining with Juna.

Juna shook his head while continuing to devour the pempek. I bought three packs. Two packs I've eaten with Bunga, and another pack is being eaten by Juna at the moment.

"Where to the flower?" ask Juna.

"He said take a book for a while at his house."

Juna nodded. I kept watching the man who ate the spicy acid pempek with his heart.

"Yes...." Juna thrust a spoon in front of my mouth.

"I ate it just now. Just make you." I refused Juna's bribe.

"You, ah. Not romantic." Juna grumbling.

I'm laughing a little. "Yes-yes. Okay, I want to," I said, then opened my mouth waiting for a bribe from Juna.

Juna also bribed me a spoonful of the pempek.

Juna smiled. "Nake?"

I nodded in agreement. Juna was still watching me chew the food. Five seconds. Juna grabbed the nape of my lips.

I gasp. Slowly Juna pushed me to lean on the back of the chair. The kiss is soft but deepening. I'm not fighting back.

"Assalamu'alaikum." A greeting made me and Juna stop the scene with each other's misdeeds.

Not long after the flowers came to us.

"Why on diem?" bunga asked me and Juna looked astonished.

Juna sneered at his lazy younger sister. "Pull things. People are calling too."

I widened my eyes. Then blink quickly. Damn you, my future husband!!! What more exclamations???

A few minutes later, I went home. It's been very late afternoon.

***

In the front yard of Juna's house...

I'm getting ready to board Fino to go home.

"Sophia's sister be careful, yes," Bunga told me.

"Yes." Yeah." Reply smile.

Juna turned to look at the Flower standing to his right. "There go in," he told him to rule.

The flower scowled, then walked away leaving us both.

"You seriously don't want me anterin?"

"Seriously, Juna.... It's still late afternoon, still safe." My answer.

Juna grabbed the helmet I was still holding. He put that helmet on my head. Juna smiled. "Be careful. I'm sorry I'm at home."

"Ready, Commander!" seruku salutes Juna. The man laughed a little. [ ]