
" Sandra! Can you come back to my dream tonight?" diandra thought while looking at Kasandra who was showing her action.
" Dad! Aunty really is like a star. Only he had a powerful star aura. I was so surprised to see her look. Dad, I'm so excited!" said Sifa who involuntarily grabbed her father's hand and bit him.
" Dear! It's dad's hand! Don't bite dong. It's sick." Diandra protested.
" Ah sorry dad! After the show, don't forget to give her gifts and bouquet. Just be careful if you're embarrassed to chase him on stage." threatened Sifa.
Sifa looked at her father like there was worry and a sense of deg deg ser that.
" Dad! Show me that dad's a big fan. Ok!" whispered Sifa back.
" Sandra! I'm going after that dream!" diandra thought still with eyes fixed on the figure of the woman who is currently an object in his painting.
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Kasandra was seen acting on the stage of the theater performance. All the spectators applauded with whistles and sounds filled the room of the theater building which was crowded with people watching the event that night. The theater is finally over. The salute from all the cast and crew who served on the stage was further applauded and cheered the audience. After his a big tall young man gave a bunch of flowers to one of his players. The applause from the audience was heard again.
" Dad! Aunt Kasandra gets a bunch of flowers by a cool young man! Who's that, Dad?" tanya Sifa started to kepo really.
" I think the man was the coach or coach of the theater. Or it could be the director." Diandra replied as she looked towards the stage without blinking.
Some of the spectators who sat at the front one by one began to give their appreciation to the cast and crew who were still on the stage. From a bouquet, parcel, doll, chocolate, or envelope. This made Sifa push her father to immediately advance towards the stage to give a bouquet of roses that had been prepared and chocolate.
" Dad! Fast forward! If you're afraid of yourself let me be with you. Dad brought the bouquet and I gave the chocolate." Nature begins to regulate.
" All right! C'mon boy!" diandra said as she blessed herself stepping forward approaching Kasandra. Sifa followed the steps of Diandra, her father.
" Sandra!" diandra said as she shook Kasandra's hand and handed the bouquet to Kasandra. Kasandra accepted it with her fluffy smile.
" Aunty! It's chocolate from my dad! My father is a fan of aunt Kasandra! I like to paint a aunt's face." said Sifa while whispering the sentence into Kasandra's ear.
" Which father are you?" ask Kasandra.
" That! The prettiest man who gave me this bouquet of white roses, auntie!" sifa replied while pointing at her father who was quickly back in his chair. Kasandra looks at the male who is appointed by Sifa.
" Aunty! Inside the bouquet was a card and there was no WA father. Auntie don't forget to call dad dad! Father said, aunt is a college friend first" said Sifa slowly.
" All right!" kasandra said with a smile.
The stage is still crowded by several spectators who give their appreciation. Not to forget Gita also came forward to visit Kasandra. Kasandra's like a prima donna tonight.
" Sandra! Who is the man who gave the bouquet of white roses? I think I've seen her?" ask Gita.
" You know him?" ask Kasandra.
" I didn't say I knew him, but like I've seen him. But where is yah?" said Gita.
Kasandra and Gita remembered the face she had seen.
" Oh yes, I remember! He's one of the president's sons in our company" said Gita starting to remember him.
" really? But said her son uh her daughter earlier she knew me and my college buddy first" Kasandra said.
" Uh? Wh who? Come on Kasandra you have to remember her. I just remember who he is! He was named Diandra Atmanegara." said Gita after that back sitting in his place because the event will be closed soon. Kasandra was still gawking and stealing glances in the direction where Diandra was sitting with her daughter.
" Uh? Why am I thinking about that man. He came with his daughter and means he already has a wife and a family, right? Ah already!" Kasandra.