
At this time Sastra is seen being in the funeral home, he always faithfully accompanied Bunga and the family who was in the midst of the grief. Literature returned to her apartment just to change clothes and immediately returned to the house of Bunga.
Even Sastra paid the entire hospital bill and took care of all the costs for the recovery of the body until buried.
The funeral home is still crowded with people who came to say their condolences, Ms. Marni greeted and shook hands with everyone who mourned the death of her husband.
While at this time Bunga was sitting in his room accompanied by Literature.
"Sas, I have troubled you a lot. I don't even know what to thank you for." Flowers stared at Literature with a sad face.
"You really have to thank me, because everything is not free" he said, smiling.
"You mean?" The flower frowned.
The handsome dimpled cheek was smiling sweetly at Bunga and stroking his hair. "You should thank me with your smile and don't be sad anymore. I'm sure your father wouldn't like to see his beautiful daughter always crying over her disappearance, still a flower that's always full of passion."
"Thank you, thank you Sas" he said.
"Today you don't have to work first, I've told Fajar."
"No need, I'll still go to work Now I'm the backbone of the family because as the firstborn my family needs are my responsibility. I have to be stronger and stronger, so for that I have to work harder and not be lazy" said Bunga determinedly.
"Flower, but you're still in a mourning mood. For tomorrow and the day after rest first, next Tuesday you can enter work so do not argue again okay." Literature persuaded the beautiful girl in front of him.
"All right." Flowers nod.
They both came out of the room, Literature chose to sit on the terrace because it was answering a phone call while Flowers approached her mother.
"How's Mom doing now?" ask Flowers.
"It's better, it's just that mom's thinking about what our family life is going to be like."
"Mother don't worry, I'll work harder to meet all our needs and also the school fees in the twins." The flower held her mother's hand.
"Is it really Literature that pays all the hospital bills and also the funeral expenses? He is very rich and also kind." Miss Marni turned her eyes to look at the back of Literature who was on the terrace.
"I-iya Ma'am, I actually have a deposit of money, but Sastra insists on paying for it."
"Flower what if you immediately ask her to marry you? he seems to like you a lot." His mother began to press again about the same thing.
"Mom, we're still in a mourning mood. Please don't talk about something like this first. After all, we've only been dating for four months, we still want to get to know each other and as a woman I can't possibly ask to get married first."
Bunga sighed heavily after explaining, hoping his mother understood that this was not the right time to discuss marriage.
"You don't pity the mother who is always being ridiculed by our brothers? try to find a way for him to propose to you immediately. When else can you find a man like him. It's handsome, rich, good anyway. I'm sure your siblings would be jealous if you had a daughter-in-law like her." Ambition again burns Miss Marni even though the atmosphere is still grieving.
"Yes, Mom, I know what Mom wants. But please for now don't talk about it we're still grieving the father's departure." Bunga tried to remain patient in the face of his mother's attitude.
"Well mom will wait, hopefully soon."
Miss Marni talks about it again,
Flowers miss their father a lot. It was his father who always mediated when Bunga was urged by his mother about marriage, but now and in the future Bunga must be able to face his mother's wishes alone.