The Young Master's Love Story
CHAPTER 29
Rasya's orders are hypnotized as if the Flower is according to what he commands. Bunga took from Rasya's errand for her to wear at the evening event along with her boss' family.
This was his first experience visiting the man's house, Bunga who had dated Aldi was reluctant when he was invited to dinner with his family. He always reasoned because he was busy and exhausted when he came home from work.
But now, what Rasya ordered was as if there was no authority to refuse, because Bunga did not want his career to stop because of trivial things like this. Just dinner alone he was able to perform in front of his boss' parents.
Dress used flowers are simple but elegant when used by him. He was also stunned by himself when he reflected on the large glass in his room. The boss is very good at choosing the right clothes for him.
The flower smiled, she tidied up her beautifully-spaired hair. Finished getting ready Flowers will come down from her apartment to meet Rasya who is waiting below. He did not want his boss to be angry while waiting for him for so long, fearing punishment from him.
As Bunga arrived below with his sweet smile, Rasya was mesmerized by the beauty that the Bunga possessed. He had never seen a flower look as attractive as possible.
Ehemm...
Deheman his assistant made Rasya's daydreams fall apart.
"Can you go now, sir?" tanya Bunga broke the momentary silence.
"Eh, yes," answered the groggy Rasya, he glanced at his friend who smiled at him.
Four-wheeled vehicles also split the streets of the capital city which is so crowded with people who walk away with their activities. Rasya took a glance back to make sure the Flower was so comfortable while sitting in the back.
"Will not disappear, Ras," teased Haris to his best friend.
Rasya pinned his best friend's head, he did not want to be caught by Bunga if he had time to glance at him.
"What's missing, sir?" asked Bunga who heard the words of his boss' personal assistant.
"No one, there was a cat passing by" replied Haris who gave an excuse that Bunga did not suspect that he was teasing his best friend, he focused again forward so that he reached the destination safely.
An hour has passed the car to the destination, where the car is parked in the courtyard of a luxurious and elegant house. The flower is groggy and trembling, he is afraid of the lies that will happen unloading over time.
His boss is always convincing and advises that acting runs smoothly and successfully. The flower of fear and sin must lie to those older than it. His parents always taught him not to lie because one lie would increase if there were another lie as well.
"Success yes Bunga," said Haris who encouraged his best friend's secretary.
"Kok so trembling yes," said Bunga slowly, but still heard by both.
"When you meet the prospective in-laws," said Haris who laughed, he actually only mocked his best friend who had smiled himself.
As Rasya grasped the Flower's hand, immediately the Flower reflex released it. He felt something in his heart with a different vibe.
"Why?" rasha asked, she was afraid of the angry Flower as she held her hand.
"Am I supposed to, sir? I'm sure," asked the groggy flower.
"Yes, let Mommy know that we are dating again, I told you you must obey my orders, understand."
The flower nodded its head, it had to obey its will and what order was done by Rasya. Handholding is natural, but if outside the limits of the flower will be reluctant to scold or hit it.
Arriving in front of the terrace, Rasya greeted and called out to him.
"Koskirishalam, Den. Thank God Aden has come, from earlier the big lady and mistress have been waiting for him in the living room," said the maid invited her employer and her friend to enter the room.
"Bun..," called Rasya who approached her great woman who was sitting with her omanya.
"Alhamdulillah is waiting to come too," said Mother Tasya who was happy with the arrival of her only son.
The gaze of Mother Tasya who turned to a young beautiful woman brought by her son, she walked and approached the woman named Flower.
"You're called a flower, right?" ask Mother Tasya who wants to make sure that her son does not lie.
"Yes, Aunt. I am Bunga," replied Bunga as he shook hands at the middle-aged but still beautiful woman.
"Yuk, sit down." take Mother Tasya who wants to introduce her mother-in-law if her son is no less great when looking for a companion to her life.
"Know, Mah. This is the flower of our future daughter-in-law," said Mother Tasya introduced to her in-laws who were so enthusiastic.
Degs...
Flowers are afraid that even though his lies will one day be exposed, he is afraid to disappoint the good woman who is in front of him now.
"It's so pretty, what's her name?" ask Oma.
"Flower, Oma." replied the smiling Flower kindly.
"Dining first yuk," asked Mother Tasya, she left everything to call her beloved husband.
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When everything was gathered in the dining room table, Mother Tasya approached with her guests who had been waiting for.
When he wanted to put food on the table, the flower pot heard a voice that was familiar to him. When he looked back he was surprised.
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Mamma...
