When Married?
The KM Part 8

Flowers just arrived at her workplace and Nana came over.

"Flower. Rasya said he said you were invited by Mr. Sastra to an outbound event," asked Nana sumringah.

I would love to come along, to launch my mission to find a mate, who knows if often looking will soon be able to, like Nana who can already have a boyfriend. He murmured in his heart.

"I really want to come along. But next week my schedule is overtime, if you ask permission to ditch like it will not be loved by the boss. Know for yourself that our boss Bu Nani is fierce for mercy," he complained to Nana.

"What if you ask Deni to help you to change in. Overtime is cash. The Deni will definitely not reject something that has money. If he asks permission to Bu Nani, it must be loved. Si Deni is a favorite employee of Bu Nani," Nana suggested while raising her eyebrows.

Actually I need the money overtime, but want to until when I keep struggling with my work, sometimes I have to give up one for the sake of getting another.

"Truely, yes I've been looking for Deni first."

"Sip." Nana held out two thumbs of her hands.

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"Dena, Deni...." Flowers called out to him from a distance while running over.

"Are you screaming like a tarzan in the morning?" it was annoying as usual.

"Den, I'd like to ask you a favor. Next weekend I have an important event, can you please change my overtime schedule?" pinta Flowers are hopeful.

"Tumben weekend has an event? cie Cie like you have a boyfriend, right?"

"Don't suck it up." Pouty flowers sulking.

"You calm down, let me change. I'm single, on the other hand, weekends don't have flaps that lighten the nyari money" Deni replied while busy chewing his gum.

"Seriously so? woah, thank you very much Den." Flowers prancing cheerfully.

"Your welcome Raflesia Arnoldi."

******

One week later.

"Mom, I'm leaving first. Nana's coming for you." Flowers have been prepared complete with sneakers and backpacks.

"Yes, be careful."

The two set off on Nana's motorbike to a stop near the supermarket where they worked. Nana left her motorbike at the supermarket and immediately waited at the stop because they would be picked up by the bus to leave for the outbound place.

Come the bus that is waiting. It turns out that there are a lot of people coming. There are those who bring their girlfriends and some even bring their children and wives. Flowers chose to sit in the back seat near the window side by side with Nana and Rasya.

Along the way, the view to the top is so cool and beautiful. Green trees really spoil the eyes and calm the heart. Bunga really enjoyed his trip because it had been a long time he did not travel for refreshing like this.

After almost three hours of travel, they arrived at their destination. Then a black Mitsubishi Expander car followed the parking next to the bus they were riding.

Get someone out of that car and it turns out it's Literature. Everyone greeted him respectfully and he returned a friendly smile. Then the look in his eyes exploring the people who were huddling was like looking for something. He smiled and approached the person he had been looking for.

"Thank you already wanted to come. So now I'm forgiven?" he raised his little finger.

"Ahahaha. i-iya no problem," said the clumsy Flower.

With a quick movement Literature pulled the hand of the girl standing stiffly and linked her pinky finger at the pinky of the Flower.

"OK deal?" ask Literature.

"D-deal," said Flower stammering while nodding his head.

*****

Finished with his business, Bunga came out of the toilet and his eyes caught the figure of Literature standing there. The man was receiving the phone while turning his back to where Bunga was standing, then after his call was over he turned around.

Literature rubbed her chest in surprise at the existence of the Flower that suddenly appeared there, but she frowned and walked over after noticing the face of the Flower as if she was holding back pain.

"Why is your face so pale, are you sick?" tannya

"I'm okay, it just seems to catch a cold." said Bunga trying to look okay.

"Better you come with me home now mumpung still afternoon. Later even worse if you continue here because the peak weather is very cold. I plan to go home first because there are other events I have to attend. If you wait here until the event is over, you can go home, "the bargain is a little pushy.

"But I have not said goodbye to Rasya and Nana" he replied.

"You take it easy, I'll let them know that you're coming home with me." Convincing literature.

This time the Flower no longer had the energy to refuse, because his body did not want to compromise making him want to go home immediately.

O body why are you so weak? Just exposed to the cold wind just like that I have a fever, destroyed my mission to find a soul mate in this event.

Sastra opened her car door for Bunga and without further ado the girl immediately entered. Literature followed her in and sat down in the seat next to her right in the steering wheel. Before stepping on the gas pedal he opened the dashboard of his car looking for something.

"Here, use white wood first. Hopefully it can help a little relieve your colds, later if there is a pharmacy we stop by to buy medicine."

The flower only responded with a nod and received the eucalyptus bottle and held it.

"Flower, the eucalyptus is used instead of just being held. Or do you want me to rub it on your stomach?" the Literary Goda while smiling ignorantly made the reflex Flower glare at him.

"It's okay, I can do it myself." Flowers hurriedly turned their backs to Literature and immediately smeared her eucalyptus.

Haishhh why he likes to make me a heart sport anyway. Basic ignorant!

*****

All the way home the girl fell asleep and Literature woke her up as she was about to reach the capital.

"Flower, where's your address? let me take you home?" say Literature.

"No need. Later even more negerepotin. Put me down at the stop near the supermarket where I work, Swalayan Mitra. I'll take the kopaja bus or ojol from there."

"I'm not letting you down! If you don't want to tell me where your house is, I'll take you home to my apartment" he said stubbornly.

Finally Bunga gave his home address because Literature insisted to take him home. Literature reasoned that because of his humanity he could not let the sick go home alone.

*****

They were in the garden of the flower house. He and Sastra got out of the car without realizing that since then, Bu Marni noticed their arrival.

"Who are you going home to?" Miss Marni came straight.

"This.he's Mr. Sastra Ma. The boss Ra_"

Not yet Bunga finished his sentence his mother immediately pushed and did not care about the words of Flowers.

"Well. Flowers, so this is your boyfriend? come on in. Stop by first, let's have some tea."

Her mother excitedly pulled Sastra's arm into the house. Flowers only gawk in front of the estranged so shocked by his mother's treatment of Literature, while Literature turned to look at Flowers with a confused face full of question marks?

Dengs....

What kind of an incident is this? Why am I trapped in this situation?