Childhood Love Story " Blossom "
Be met..

Oe.. oee...

The crying of the baby in the box beside his bed made Meera immediately stepped up and immediately went down.

" Hhsss...hsss..cup.cup, thirsty yes..uhhh here-here carrying aunty.." Meera grabbed the red baby and grabbed him. Take a moment so that the baby's cry is slightly reduced.

" Wake up?" Almeer looked at the door of Meera's room which was not closed.

" Let you make milk, budar..." It quickly disappeared into the kitchen.

So, after attending Wulan's birthday event, four days ago they stopped by the house of one of daddy Rangga's business partners. They came because of the mandate of the father to preach the validity of the daddy for the meeting tomorrow because suddenly had to go to Yogyakarta.

At the insistence of his daddy business partner and because of the importance of the meeting agenda tomorrow, then inevitably Almeerlah who must replace and represent the daddy.

And for that, Almeer knows who to go to tonight to be asked for help studying briefly the material that must be discussed in the draped. Of course he is the father's confidant Dimas, the assistant.

Arriving at the Casablanca orphanage belonging to the Al Ghifari family they were immediately treated to a heartwarming sight. Just upon their arrival, the parlor also arrives a new member, a red baby who is thought to be a few days old.

The security guard found him after the Magrib congregation was in front of the gate, wrapped in newspapers and placed in a cardboard box.

The problem is, most of the administrators and senior sisters mostly went to Yogyakarta to see the great-grandfather Al Ghifari who reportedly fell ill.

In the orphanage there are only two foster mothers and two senior sisters, the others are left some middle-aged children such as Azmya and Azmi. While they have to take care of there are about twenty children of SD age, dozens of Kindergarten children and some toddlers.

So the sons of Rangga plus Aivy decided to help here as best they could.

Even so busy taking care of the sisters of the orphanage for a few days, they even do not go to school and no longer have time to take care of their respective phones.

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" Brothy.please help Saga..." Rengek Saga melas when finally able to meet Sunny who somehow some day is busy somewhere.

Good thing today Sunny was in the Gym room with Papa Vino who came last night.

" Help?, what kind of help?. If brothy's college business doesn't understand blasss..." Sunny Sahut.

Saga approached her sister-in-law with her head lowered, a disheveled look on her face and disheveled hair.

This week Saga no longer even had time to take care of appearance, the young man was busy looking for the existence of the lover who suddenly disappeared like swallowed by the earth.

" Broth, please.... I lost the whereabouts of Almeer and his sisters. The call is not lifted, the massage is also not read. Please track their whereabouts..."

" Ck!!, yes it's just a matter of using ribet anyway Ga!!, you've checked the house uncle Ardi not yet?, you do not know Azmya and Azmy alone. Maybe they're there...." Sunny cuek.

" Here I am, brothery. But their house is sep---"

" Yes, if it's lonely!, they can go where if not to the parlor.." Sunny Sahur.

" Ghifari's great-grandfather was ill, Syakieb and Syahril's grandfathers were all to Yogyakarta. Azmya and Azmy must have been to Casablanca because it just so happened that Brother Bian and Uncle Aunty were not there either.." Sunny.

Plakk!!

Saga patted her forehead hard, her smile expanding perfectly as if gaining enlightenment.

Without a doubt, the young man just ran to the garage and began to move quickly on his motorcycle.

The overwhelming longing wrapped her up these few days was so excruciating. Let Saga called by the mother has contracted bucin virus level maximum. The reality is that for some days he could not concentrate on campus, could not eat properly, could not close his eyes perfectly because of the loss of one side of his heart.

Somehow the Saga's driving the bike this time. From White Base to Casablanca Orphanage usually if taken by motorcycle it will take about 45 minutes, but this time it may be Saga cosplay to Valentino Rossi, because for him it was only 25 minutes that he had reached the front gate of the parlour.

" Mr. Djarot..pak!! please open the gate, sir..." Shouted Saga impatiently calling the parlour guards.

" Mas Saga, welcome to you.." Greet the security guard while unlocking and starting to push the gate to give way to one of the sons of the permanent donor of the orphanage.

" Are Almeer and his sisters here sir?" Notya answered the greeting of the security guard. Saga actually asked a question that tickled his heart earlier.

" Oh, they've got the mas.... Since last week they've been here.." Answer mr. Djarot.

Saga parked his bike behind the security guard post. Then came back to Satpam who was still standing not far from him.

" It seems that behind the mas, was helping mbok Ranti drying clothes, after taking care of breakfast.." Answer mr. Djarot.

Saga nodded for a moment, his eyes glancing towards the back of the mansion which was indeed a bit quiet.

" All right, thank you sir. I'm going straight back..." Say polite Saga.

Mr. Djarot nodded while waving his hand.

Saga ran to the side of the building to reach the back garden of the home.

From a little distance away, Saga can see the silhouette of the lover she missed during the night these days.

A few small children around 2nd and 3rd grade were running around Meera. Saga stopped her steps, from where she was standing at the moment she was deliberately silent to stare at the smile of the lover so bright without burden.

" You're so happy here, don't you miss me even a little Yang...." Curiously annoyed.

" Even these few days I'm like a zombie, living a life of unwilling death because it's been so lackluster since it lost you... And ka--"

Saga clenched her mouth suddenly, her eyes now widened perfectly as Dimas emerged from the back door holding a baby.

Meera sees a little dagger approaching Dimas and takes over the tiny baby from Dimas's sling.

Their interaction looks sweet in the eyes of anyone who sees it. Dimas' smile was so shady as he looked at Meera, as a fellow Saga man when Dimas' gaze meant. Yep...Dimas put his heart on his own master's daughter.

Saga tightened his hand clumps. Furious!!, obviously in personality and financial superiority or maturity he must be in a position with Dimas.

Who dares to deny the prowess of an Azura wife Ardiansyah Syakieb in guiding the morals and character of her orphanage children. Nothing!!.

Saga couldn't keep hiding and just stared, she's Meera's potential fiancee. He was the man Meera chose, and he was the one Meera loved. Problem Jasmin??, Saga sure!...Meera is a great woman who does not easily believe cheap gossip spread by irresponsible people.

But when his feet began to step to get closer, apparently Dimas was also busy gathering his sisters to be invited inside.

Stop Meera who is currently drying the baby at a special table that has been available behind the home while humming sholawat. Her delicate palm gently patted the baby to fall asleep.

Saga walked quietly approaching Meera who this time turned her back because of the focus of putting the baby to sleep.

Grepp!!

A sudden hug from behind her body made Meera soar in shock and reflexes about to weave one hand to punch the perpetrator.

" Sttt, it's me Yang...." Saga's whisper is right next to Meera's ear.

His body was so stuck behind Meera. If remembered, this was their first time this close.

" Was Saga....?" Meera.

Her chest rumbled violently, other than Almeer and his daddy. Just this time Meera was hugged by someone else. There was something as if it was exploding in his heart at this moment.

" Yes Yang, it's me your Sag that you've been ignoring this week. I'm your crazy Sagamu who lost you this week....You just ignored me, Mee.... I know I was wrong, but your punishment is too much for me..." His whisper again without removing the entanglement of both his hands gripped Meera.

Let it....Saga resigned, wanted to be beaten Almeerpun he could. Just to be able to hug Meera like this for now, it feels like dying tomorrow even Saga willingly.

" Sister off...." Meera tried to open the arm of Saga.

" Let it be like this for a moment please.., I miss you Yang. Are you not? " Saga's frown was weak beside Meera's ears, her voice so pitiful.

Even now the winding of his hand is getting tighter in the stomach of the lover.

Meera finally resigned, honestly.

Not that he did not want to contact Saga this week, but so busy that he often forgot to just glance at his cellphone.

" Didn't you love me?, not even my calls and messages even though you were Meera.... Have you also eliminated me because of Jasmin?, has my position been replaced?, departing from your heart?" Cerocos Saga issued a bunch of junk these days, especially plus the proximity of Dimas with him earlier.

Meera folded her lips inside, wanting to laugh it felt impolite. But all of Saga's current words sounded ludicrous. Want to answer the taste is also not at the right time. The baby is now closing his eyes to sleep..

" Ekhemm!!, the fun is again kangen-angenan..." Almeer smiled nosily while poking Saga's shoulders.