Happy Birthday To Me
Happy Birthday To Me - 56

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The sound of bells rang as Syifa pushed open the door and stepped into the flower shop, where yesterday she bought roses and a greeting card for her father. He did not care how his heart was after being crushed to see his father who was so happy together with his new family. Although they look happy but Syifa also wants to see her father happy and smile with the small things she made with a rose is her hope.

"Eh, Syifa. Syifa wants another rose, huh?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"For whom?"

"Dad of Syifa."

"Oh for Dad."

"Do you think Syifa's father likes flowers?"

"Yes Mbak same greeting card as well huh Mbak. Same sentence as yesterday, ma'am. Good morning Dad and don't forget to smile!"

The shop owner nodded. He grabbed a rose and wrote a sentence there. He slipped it in a plastic wrap that enveloped the rose and after that a rose had managed to be in the hands of Syifa to make her smile.

"It looks like Syifa's father will be very happy because every morning will get roses."

"Yes thank you, Ma'am. May Syifa's father like."

"Either. Good luck," he replied then Syifa stepped out making the store owner smile at Syifa who finally drove with his matic motor.

This was the first time he had a customer like Syifa. Usually the buyers will only come to buy roses for the lover or parents but do not come every day, but different from Syifa.

He even came every day to give a rose to his father. It seems like his father was so very lucky because his daughter looked so very dear to him.

Hopefully someday he can also have a daughter like Syifa who is kind and very loving. A beautiful girl like her heart.

On the motor Syifa still smiling controlling the speed of his motorbike across the paved road to his father's housing complex. No matter what happens later.

Whether his father saw himself or even his father was gone but he just wanted to put a rose in his father's house. On arrival Syifa pulled the bike a little far away so it would not be seen by the father if he came out later.

Syifa stepped down from the motorcycle approaching the house while removing the rose from her bag. From here he could see the father's car still out there.

His father did not seem to have left for the office and this was a golden opportunity for him to give her a rose.

This time the fence of the house of the father was not opened so Syifa had to slowly and carefully push the fence of the house of the Father. Push it slowly so that there is no sound produced by the friction of the fence that he opened.

Step slowly like a thief who wants to rob a house upon arrival. He quickly put the rose on his father's car.

"Dad, Syifa came back with a sprig of roses and a simple sentence for the morning that Syifa hoped would always be happy."

"Blessed with Dad's new family because that's the only reason you can be happy in this world."

"Please don't forget Syifa even though you already have a new family especially with your son."

"The new kid must be very valuable to Dad. It's okay if Dad is no longer affectionate with Syifa because Syifa also never felt the affection of Dad first even though it did not last long."

"Syifa dear Dad, very, very dear."

Syifa rubbed her wet cheek with the back of her hand and immediately ran out of the yard. Sliding the fence slowly and then plugging the motor gas leaving the yard of the house.

Not long after the father and his new wife stepped out of the house. Carrying a suitcase he gave a warm kiss for his wife and his little son who was carried by his wife.

"Then I'll go first, yeah."

"Yes Father, be careful" replied the wife who gave the impression of a small voice as if her little son was the one who answered.

After that Farhan stepped out to approach the car which finally when he was about to open the door his steps were stifled. His forehead frowned when he saw a rose that was on top of his car.

He looked left, right trying to find someone. What happened yesterday has happened again. A rose with a greeting card was there. He grabbed her looking at the card he had taken out of a rose.

[Good morning Dad. Don't forget to smile]

"Good morning Dad. Don't forget to smile" said Farhan who read the contents of the card.

After that he turned to the left, right trying to find the figure of the rose giver.

"Who? Who gave me this rose?"

This was the second time he had gotten the rose but as he read the contents of his writing and observed every sentence written there it seemed like this person knew him very well.

Moreover, there is a sentence Father and the phrase Father is only often referred to by his daughter, Syifa. Was it her daughter who gave her a rose for her but how could Syifa give this.

Syifa never knew she lived in this place. The relationship between him and his daughter was very far away even he deliberately did not reply to his daughter's messages. Giving a picture if he felt angry at his daughter because his daughter refused to come with him on the grounds that he loved Rahmi, his ex-wife.

But if it is true Syifa, her biological child who has given this rose, why her daughter is still willing to pay attention to her when she has clearly left her with Rahmi.

Farhan who had been staring at the roses now turned to look at the wife who had stepped into the house. Then he looked down at the rose still in his hand.

He stepped into the car sitting on a chair and put a rose into his car drawer. There were two roses in the car. Same color, same fragrance and card sentence with same sentence. The person who gave this is the same.

He then went back to thinking about who had given this rose for him and after tired of thinking long finally he decided to drive forward his car with all the confusion that haunted his mind.

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