
#ORIGIN HONEY
On a hot afternoon, the sun was unceasingly radiating its rays. A flower looked exhausted, it was very withered. Flowers can only wait for the afternoon, when the sun slips and the light is no longer hot and dazzling.
At that time the atmosphere will be cool, until nightfall and the sun returns in the morning. This is what the flowers are most looking forward to. Very cool and shady atmosphere.
The flowers look a little tired, as some caterpillars hang on their little branches and hide behind their leaves. Make the twigs dangle hold the weight of the fat-bodied caterpillar. The caterpillar gnaws some of its green leaves.
The flower feels sad, it grows by absorbing water and nutrients using its roots from the ground, the caterpillar comes with its legs attached and eats one by one the leaves belonging to the flower.
From a distance there was a bee perched on a tree much larger than a flower. He noticed the flower that had been overheating and exhausted, and his upset face on the caterpillar enjoying the leaves. Bees are touched to approach the flower.
“Flower, you look very tired and withered, would you like me to bring you a little water to water you?”
“No need bees, I'm used to it like this, I'll be back fresh when the sun is on the western horizon.”
“Flower, I see you as a very great figure. You're standing tall even if your frame isn't that big. Your fresh leaves are left to eat by caterpillars, even though you are painstakingly looking for food from the ground. Your beautiful crown makes people like you and they easily pluck it out of your frame,” said the bee with pride in flowers.
“I want all my life, can benefit everything. You know what, Bees? Inside my petals there is a flower juice that if you drink it will taste sweet and you will love it,”. The bee hesitated a little, whether the flower wanted to deceive her or was it true what she said.
“Try, butterflies do that and they really like it because it tastes good and sweet.” Bees also obey what flowers say.
The hesitant bee tasted a little flower juice, his eyes widened instantly and he immediately drank the sari of the flower in the petals of his friend. Flowers just smile at the bees that love their flower cider.
“You can come here every day. I'll make you the sweetest flower sari. But I ask you one thing. My life won't be long, so the cider attached to your body please spread it to other flowers to grow new flowers in my place.” The bees agree.
After absorbing the pollen of the flower he spread the pollen of the flower to other flowers so that it grows into new flowers.
Soon enough, the bees came again for the next time to the flowers. But the flower had dried up and died. Bees are saddened by the passing of their best friend. However, he saw so many other flowers growing around him, they looked lush.
Bees also want to benefit other creatures. The flower she drank from the petals, made into honey. Honey is very useful for humans, many humans are looking for honey produced by bees to be used as medicine, vitamins, or others.