"What if your hands get irritated? I'm scared, honey."
Claire took a deep breath, "I'm fine. Trust me. Just a stab wound, this doesn't mean anything at all," replied Claire.
"What do you want to do with the flowers, honey? Where are the maids? Why did you do it yourself?" asked Devan again.
"I just wanted to make some flower arrangements to decorate some rooms in the house," replied Claire.
"Why did you do it yourself, honey? You can buy it, or hire someone to do it, you don't have to bother yourself."
"I just want to do it myself, Devan. I also want to do what I want without any help from anyone else," Claire replied.
Devan took a deep breath at the woman's words. "Okay, it's up to you. But be careful, don't let your hands get pricked by thorns again," said Devan.
Claire just nodded at that.
"Where are my son and the others? Haven't they woken up yet?" Asked Devan, the man was driving again.
"Grandma was awake earlier, while Dave and Aaron, maybe they're still sleeping. You know, today is weekend," answered Claire.
"Give my regards to them. After I take care of all the important things at the office, I will immediately follow there as soon as possible, "said Devan.
"Don't be in a hurry, I'm not going anywhere. You can call me again if you miss me," replied Claire.
They continued talking for an hour, Devan had arrived home, the man was now lying on the bed. While Claire, the woman is still busy assembling flowers and arranging them in a flower vase. Until a maid came and approached her.
"Madam, your breakfast is ready. Mr. Aaron and the others are also waiting for you," said the maid.
"Oh my God, Claire. I thought you had breakfast, but you haven't. If I had known this earlier, I wouldn't have spoken at length until now," Devan said when he heard the maid's words.
"Now, have breakfast, honey."
Claire nodded, "Hmm, fine. You too, rest," she replied.
***
Time passed very fast. Claire had finished doing all the things she wanted to do today. Maybe soon, Mama Seira will come.
"Get some rest, honey. Since this morning I saw you were always busy," said Grandma over to Claire, the woman placed the last flower vase in the corner of the living room.
"Okay, Grandma. This is all finish too," said Claire. While Dave and Aaron, are currently in the backyard, they are feeding their pet fish.
Drrtt… Drrtt… Drrtt…
Claire's cell phone that she had previously placed on the table vibrated. It turned out to be Mrs. Seira.
"Hello, Mom," said Claire.
"Hi, Dear. I'm already in front of the Smith residence. You guys are at home right?"
"Really Mom? Ok, wait for me. I'll have someone pick you up, Mom," Claire replied.
"No need, I just wanted to make sure you were home," said Seira.
Not long after, a servant came and reported that someone was looking for Mr. Aaron's whereabouts.
"Grandma, maybe it's Mama Seira and Papa Atmadja," said Claire.
"Have they come yet?" came a voice from behind, He was from Aaron. The man along with Dave, carrying the boy, walked over to Claire.
The woman just nodded, they then left together. Welcoming the arrival of Seira and Mr. Atmadja.
Dave immediately got off Aaron, the boy immediately ran towards the woman who had just gotten out of the car.
"Grandma," Dave shouted as he spread his arms, looking like he wanted to hug the middle-aged woman.
Seira's reflex did the same, crouched down and greeted her grandson.
"How are you dear? Long time no see you, I miss you," said Seira while kissing the boy's cheeks.
"Me too, Grandma."
"How are you dear?" Seira stood up and approached Claire.
"As you can see, Mom. We're okay."
Aaron also immediately greeted Mr. Atmadja.
"Please come in, later we will talk in the house," said Grandma to them.
Seira paused for a moment and turned to their private driver, "Take out all the things in the trunk of the car and take them into the house," she ordered.
"Alright, madam."
This was the first time they had set foot in the Smith residence, the house wasn't too big but it was cool and felt very comfortable.
"Sit down, Mom, Dad," said Claire.
"What would you like to drink?" she added.
"Don't bother, honey," Seira replied.
Heard that, Claire nodded then walked to the kitchen. Made Madame Seira shake her head.
"What did you bring?" asked Aaron when he saw Mr. Atmadja's personal chauffeur carrying a lot of boxes and placing them on the table.
"Oh, it's nothing. Just a little gift from me to you, Claire and Dave," answered Mrs. Seira, Mr. Atmadja just nodded.
"Your arrival is already the greatest gift to Dave, there's no need to bother like this, sir. But, thank you," Aaron replied.
"Did you only bring it for them? Where for me?" Grandma chimed in.
Hearing their mother, Seira and Atmadja laughed loudly. "We also brought something for you, Mother. How could we forget you?"
Grandma smiled happily, "Then I'd like to see it," she said as she approached some of the boxes on the table.
"Where for me, Grandma?" Dave tried to get off Seira's lap, wanting to join Grandmother.
"Patient, dear. I'll get it for you," she said then took a green box and gave it to Dave.
She also grabbed a red box, then looked around for Claire's whereabouts.
Her gaze accidentally saw several photos hanging on the wall of the room, without realizing it, Seira immediately got up from her position. Walk over to a photo that catches her eye.
"What's wrong, Seira?" asked Mr. Atmadja when he saw his wife's attitude.
"Grandma, where are you going?" Dave asked then jogged after the middle-aged woman.
As if she didn't hear anything, Seira continued on her step. Standing frozen in front of a photo showing a husband and wife. Without realizing it, her tears flowed, one of her hands rose and stroked the image of the woman in the photo.
Aaron who saw that immediately stood up, "What happened, madam?" he asked when he saw the middle-aged woman crying.
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