
With a little running Bima out of the school area and approached the Bara papa car that was waiting for him outside.
"How was school today?" ask Bara to mince words before running his car.
"Everything is going well as usual, Pa," said Bima with a big smile.
"Yes, we go straight home now or do you have a plan to go for a walk first?"
"Does Papa really have time today?" tanya Bima made sure.
Bara turned towards Bima and smiled. "Of course, Papa has time. Otherwise, there's no way papa could be here with you right? Papa had given all the work to Satya, because today Papa also has no schedule to meet with clients," said Bara with a smile that does not fade from his lips.
The eyes of Bima sparkle. He felt that his plan today was completely sanctioned by God.
"Actually I want to play as much as possible in Timezone together with Papa. But earlier I wanted to buy flowers for my teacher who happens to be birthday today, Pa. But I want to buy the flowers at the flower shop on the Space Road. Because there the flowers are fresh and said the owner is very good at arranging flowers, would Papa take me there?" Bima tilted her head to the right, and put up the puppy eyes so it looks adorable.
Bara does not immediately refuse or agree. Because honestly his mind was bailing around when he heard that today was the birthday of the homeroom teacher Bimo. How not, the man remembered very well that today is the birthday of the woman who always occupies his heart until now, especially the person on his mind was also very fond of flowers.
"Why, Papa is silent? does Papa mind?" bima asked with a feeling of anxiety.
Hearing Bima's question, just suddenly made Bara aware of her daydream.
"Oh, no-no at all. Today Papa will give you full time. Let's go to the flower shop!" finally, with a smile.
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"Pa, stop in front of it, Pa! That's the flower shop!" Bima pointed to a simple flower shop and next to the cake shop.
"Oh, is that the shop? alright!" said Bara while pulling his car in front of the store.
After the car had stopped perfectly, Bara turned to his son. The man's eyebrows suddenly linked to see no sign of Bima going out of the car.
"Bimo, why don't you come down? didn't you say you wanted to buy flowers for your homeroom teacher and send them as a birthday gift?" ask Bara, full of questions.
"Emm, I don't have any money, Pa," Bima looks like a horse.
"If you don't have one, can you ask Papa?" Bara reached into his pocket and took out his wallet from inside.
"Now, money. Is this enough?" Bara took out a few pieces of fiber money from his wallet. "If not enough, you bring this card, you can pay using this card," Bara added again while issuing a black card.
Bima suddenly scratched his head that did not itch at all and the boy did not take the money and cards offered by his papa.
"Bimo, why not take it? let's grab!" press Bara with the hand that is increasingly pushed towards Bima.
"Pa, I'm ashamed. Couldn't Papa go there and buy it for me? just tell me to put together a bouquet of white lilies? if there are no red roses it is also okay," said Bima with a clear face.
"White lily? red roses?" roar murmurs that can still be heard by Bima's ears.
"Why are the two flowers the same as Clara's favorite?" whisper Bara to herself.
"Pa, can Papa? if you can't, we'll just go home, then" Bima put on her shoulder.
"Well, Papa's coming down to buy it." I opened the car door and prepared to get down.
" Do you need to write a message on the flower? like birthday wishes or prayers and wishes for example?" tanya Bara.
"No need, Pa. I wrote it on this card!" Bima showed me a pink card.
The smile of Bara suddenly rising adorned his lips. The man seemed to be shaking his head, feeling that the son he picked up was quite romantic. How not, Bara knew very well that the white lily was famous as a plant that became a symbol of pure true love and so was the red rose that symbolized true love.
Bara then swung her foot stepping inside the flower shop while Bima peeked out from inside the car.
I am now in the flower shop. The fragrance of the flowers instantly burst into her sense of smell. In front of him was a woman who was behind him and it seemed that she was focusing on arranging a flower.
"Excuse me, Miss! I want to order flowers" Bara said in a cold tone of voice.
"Oh, Yes, Sir. Mau ma'am ..." The woman's voice suddenly hung in the air, her throat as if choked, as soon as she saw the figure of Bara. Not only the woman was shocked, Bara was no less shocked, because the figure of the woman in front of him was the woman who had been on his mind all along. Who else would that be if not Clara.
"M-Mas Bara?"
"C-Claras?"
Two different people muttered at the same time.
The two views were locked away for a long time. Clearly, in Clara's eyes there was a sparkle of clear liquid like the ocean that was exposed to the reflection of sunlight. And I swear by anything, Bara would love to dive in it.
"Oh, Ma-sorry. What message do you want, Mom? want a flower order?" clara asked trying to throw away her awkwardness.
"I want a message, flowers. Please arrange a bouquet of white lilies and another bouquet of red roses!" bara said trying to remain ordinary, as if not affected by the existence of Clara in front of him.
"For whom?" asked Clara unintentionally.
I didn't answer at all. Instead, the man looked at Clara's face with a look that was difficult to read. Meanwhile, Clara suddenly misinterpreted Bara's gaze. He felt that the man in front of him did not like his statement at all which was indeed quite inappropriate to ask considering they had no relationship anymore.
"Sorry, I don't mean to know. I just wanted to need it for me to write on the card later," Clara swiftly gave a reasonable enough reason.
"It seems unnecessary. Because the card already exists. You just have to put it together!" bara said in a still cold tone, trying to hide the heartbeat that is now really difficult to handle.
Clara nodded her head with a sad face. And immediately move to pick up the flower order Bara. "It must be for his wife. He had completely forgotten his love for me and now his love was completely for his wife. Perhaps her memory had returned," Clara's inner self with a drop of liquid that fell suddenly and hurriedly she ca.
Meanwhile, Bimo who pedaled a bicycle entered the Clara flower shop area. His eyes suddenly grew bigger to see there was a car that was very familiar to him in front of his mother's flower shop.
"This is Papa's car? is it possible that Papa is here? but why can?" bimo wondered.
"Stttt!, Bimo!" Bimo gasped in shock hearing a voice calling out his name in a vague voice.
The boy, increasingly shocked to see the figure of Bima who was in the car.
"Mom, what are you doing here?" bimo asked as he approached the car.
"You don't look yet! there's papa in there. Later I'll tell you why I brought papa here. Now you hide first and come in after we're gone, ok!"
Although Bimo was still very confused and curious, the little boy still nodded his head and walked away from the place.
Tbc