Bridal Flowers

Season II: Part 19

"Whose basket is it?" Ririn asked without distracting her from the notes of her roommates' names. Right now they were preparing to go to the garden to pick some vegetables that could be picked.

"Bring Rina's basket with Dina." Ajeng reported calmly, helping Ririn to pass on her roommates.

Ririn nodded lightly, ticking the names of Rina and Dina quickly and efficiently. Then, he moved on to the next question. "Whose razor charters are you?" Ririn asked still with her attitude earlier.

"That brings the razor blades of Wati, Ayu, and Dea." Report Ajeng again after seeing 3 people in his group holding razor blades that are familiar to everyone.

Nodding in satisfaction, Ririn then closed the absence sheet and placed it neatly on top of their room drawers all.

"Where are Ana and Diva?" Wati asked confused because since returning home from school they had never seen the whereabouts of the two people.

"They don't want to join us of course so don't get too thought out." Ririn replied casually and frankly if these two roommates were reluctant to join them.

"Well, if all have been gathered we better go directly let it be later when the prayer of Asar arrived we have picked a lot of vegetables." Ajeng's proposal distracts them all from talking about Ana and Diva. As the occupants of the first room, Ajeng was actually less suited to these two people. Even before Dea entered he had often been involved in a quarrel with the two of them.

Without waiting any longer they all went to the garden. On the way they also met another group of rooms, greeting each other and spreading a smile was the first thing they did. Of course, as a stranger who had just entered here Dea admitted that this peace greatly affected his mood. Which was uncomfortable because of the problem of the ustadzah Fatimah and the ustad Aldi, now it began to be controlled.

Hem, forget about them first because once again the soul mate is already in the hands of the Creator. Dea just need to run and try to align his position with ustad Aldi if you want his soul mate ustad Aldi.

"We go into the garden where, friends can make suggestions." Ririn asked, putting her friends' opinions first.

"We are for a group, because we are 18 people then we better be divided into 3 groups according to many razors." The Ajeng proposal fast. Since their army was 18, they were better divided into groups. This also he did in order for the vegetables to be instead of varying a little more. Well, how else would the pain of the cottage children eat vegetables that's it.

"Jasih razornya much but try to see, our vegetable basket is only two. Two groups carrying baskets one group can only carry vegetables in each hand?" Wati expressed her opinion which immediately made them realize that they only had two baskets.

"Actually it's okay for one group without a basket of vegetables that are picked are vegetables that have no thorns and sap, such as mustard vegetables, spinach and the like." After thinking for a long time, Ririn finally weighed that as long as the vegetable did not harm them it felt fine without using the basket.

"I agree, there is no harm in carrying vegetables without a basket. After all, there are 6 groups of people so it shouldn't be a problem for us." The others also agreed with Ririn's suggestion.

Nodding in satisfaction, Ririn then divided them into 3 groups of which one group consisted of 6 people. Dea, who also belonged to the army, was put into group two with Masha. Not only that, but Ririn, Ajeng, Wati, and Rina also entered into this group.

Since they get automatic baskets they have to fit into vegetable-grown gardens that are difficult to carry in large quantities with bare hands.

"What do you think we're going into the garden?" Ask them for their advice.

Dea said nothing and handed all the decisions to them. Whether it is to the tomato or chili garden, Dea does not care because the place is still in the boarding school environment.

"Okay, let's just go to the eggplant garden how?" Because no one proposed, Ajeng decided to propose an eggplant garden near the river. Is it okay to pick eggplants while listening to how calm the river flow is?

"All right, we're going to the eggplant garden." They agreed without spending long periods of debate. Since everyone agreed then they did not waste any more time and rushed to the eggplant garden that had several people in it.

"Friends, because eggplant is fairly easy then we should be able to pluck it with empty hands. But unlike Dea, I'm sure it's the first time doing menial work so let him use that razor." What Masha said was true and they all showed no signs of trouble.

It was only natural that people who were used to living in the city had difficulty adapting to this simple and rough environment, so because they all understood and understood it, no displeased comment came out of their mouths.

A few minutes later, those 6s were already noble working and busy with their respective focus. Dea is no exception, because he holds a sharp object then he thinks it should be the most work is himself so because he is too focused he is not aware of being away from the group.

It's only been a few minutes he's been working but his sweat has started to wet his forehead. Ah, indeed Dea admitted that this work was easy and quick for others but it was different from him who had never entered the garden before. Especially now that they are fasting, the obstacles that he feels are increasing. Fasting only used to be he likes to perch without the knowledge of his family so when it should be required to fast fully he admitted, it was a bit difficult for him.

But even though it was difficult he was honestly quite enjoying it all. Because he is not alone when doing so, there are friends who want to guide him to be better.

"Oh Allah Mas Aldi, come home from Cairo to be a strange gini." The sound of female timid laughter interrupted Dea's activities.

With a stunned face, Dea focused her hearing to believe that the person called the woman was there if Aldi. For a moment he hesitated to take his eyes off the object in his hand, but because of the sound of heart demands he then ventured to stare at the origin of the sound that was not too far from him. There, there was an ustadzah Fatimah who was laughing embarrassedly with ustad Aldi who was also seen laughing. There are no two of them, there are still others between them. But strangely though there are people, the ustadzah Fatimah and ustad Aldi look attractive to everyone. Giving the impression as if there are lovers who are joking around here.

Stifled, Dea suddenly lowered her eyes pretending to refocus on the vegetables in front of her. There was a feeling of anger and betrayal when he saw that warm scene. Dea admitted when seeing the two of them together it actually gives the impression of affection full of happiness.

Yeah, he's jealous and Dea doesn't deny it. Angry and annoyed, it feels like he really wants to run directly towards Ustad Aldi. Asking directly why he was so close to Fatimah's ustadzah, Dea wanted to hear it directly from ustad Aldi what his relationship with Fatimah's ustadzah was. He wanted to ask but somehow his legs felt numb to move, then his head also clearly reminded Dea that he was no one Ustad Aldi so why should Ustad Aldi answer him?

Dea felt pain and despair at the same time until the quiet voice of a person blurred her daydream.

"Dea, are you okay?" Asked the heavy voice was worried. Dea kept her head down without moving her hand. Aldi was afraid that Dea was unwell so he ventured to ask him directly.

Dea flinched, raising her head to look at the origin of the voice, there was an old Aldi standing not far from her. His forehead looked wrinkled staring at the puzzled Dea.

Standing from his seat, Dea pretended to be calm while patting his back. Act as if it is not at all disturbed by the existence of the Fatimah and Aldi ustadzah.

"Ustad, I'm fine." Dea replied with a frown, not seeming to like the existence of the Fatimah Ustadzah. Although he tried not to be distracted but still, that feeling of jealousy overpowered his heart and mercilessly tortured his feelings!

"Oh..." Ustad Aldi suddenly felt awkward, I don't know but his hunch said that at this moment Dea was angry with him. But if Dea was angry with him then what mistake had Aldi done to make Dea like this?

Ustad Aldi thought he had never done anything to offend Dea. Hem, he doubted if the one who had made Dea angry was him.

"Mas Aldi knows Dea too?" The soft voice of Fatimah's ustadzah mediated the silence that engulfed the two of them. Providing space for ustad Aldi to start a lighter topic Dea through the ustadzah Fatimah.

Unlike the ustad Aldi who felt helped by the arrival of the Fatimah ustadzah, Dea actually felt if his heart was getting irritated!

He said Mas Aldi?

Hah, Dea was eager to laugh when she heard that. Do they need to act intimate in front of him? Or does Fatimah's ustadzah have to be intimate with Aldi's ustad in front of her?

Oh. Thinking about it makes Dea feel fed up. He was angry and annoyed at the insensitive man at all!

"Know, he is a transfer student from the city and is quite famous here." Ustad Aldi answered kindly intending to reduce Dea's anger. Also, what he said just now was not nonsense simply because it was his honesty. Indeed, ustad Aldi had heard bad news about Dea when the beginning just returned to the boarding school. However, the news did not last long and was replaced with good news about Dea's increasingly visible changes. Not only that, sometimes even Aldi heard many boys who took an interest in Dea. They said they wanted to approach Dea intending to justify it and of course the news could not be accepted by Ustad Aldi.

Ustad Aldi was thinking carefully and getting the approval of many parties about his move who want to marry Dea, well.of course this news is still his secret with the people closest to him.

Although the well-meaning ustad Aldi said that, yet when it came to Dea's hearing of her being famous in the cottage could not make her happy. It just makes Dea become moody and sad. Ustad Aldi must have heard all the ugliness so naturally he said that Dea is quite famous here.

Ah, why does it feel so painful?

"really?" Ustadzah Fatimah exclaimed in shock, only the first time she heard about her students who became the artist of this boarding school.

"Yes-"

Ustad Aldi pulled out his phone and saw that the phone number he was calling was an important person. "In the meantime, I need to keep the phone first. You two just continue the conversation." Ustad Aldi took the phone and walked away from Fatimah and Dea.

Seeing the departure of the ustad Aldi to receive someone's phone, Dea felt there was nothing more to talk about with the ustadzah Fatimah. Plus his heart is currently in a bad mood so any conversation it feels will never connect with him, even because the object of the interlocutor is the ustadzah Fatimah, Dea doubt can hold his anger.

Then he again sat himself in his original place and began to work again, he acted indifferently and pretended not to know the existence of Fatimah's body beside him.

"Have you had trouble picking it up?" Tanya ustadzah Fatimah intended to help when she saw Dea had trouble handling the trunk of the eggplant tree that was blocking her work.

Even though he used a razor blade, this sharp object was still unable to get rid of the annoying rod.

Since Dea did not answer her question, ustadzah Fatimah thought Dea had not heard her question so she once again expressed her good intentions.

"Can I help you?" Ask ustadzah Fatimah still with her soft and polite voice. He heard Dea was from the city so he understood how badly Dea took care of the small trunks there.

However, Dea still hasn't rubbed it. Dea acted as if there was no one beside her and the sound of the kindness of Fatimah was just the wind and then for her.

Sighing, Fatimah's body then bent his body and without saying anything he stuck out his hand intending to pull directly the trunk that was very disturbing Dea. But before his hand could touch the rod, Fatimah's ustadzah was the target of Dea's anger.

"I can do it penny-"

SRETT

"Aw!" Ustadzah Fatimah shouted in shock mixed with pain. From his pure white palm flowed a torrent of thick and still fresh red blood.

This scene suddenly made people around them scream in panic also worried about the misfortune that befell the ustadzah Fatimah.

Dea who became the main suspect was also as shocked as the others. Even at this time his hands that were holding razor blades became uncontrollably trembling, he was very scared when he saw the blood of the Fatimah's ustadzah. Frightened, he almost threw away the sharp object in his hand. However, before that he could do a heavy sound as well as the confusion of Ustad Aldi entering his hearing. Making his body involuntarily become stiff instantly.

"What's this-as-tagfirullah, why is it that your hands get hurt like this?" Ustad Aldi cried out in panic when he saw the fresh blood of Fatimah's corpse rushing from his palm.

Ustad Aldi then tore off his sleeve and as fast as lightning tied it to the palm of Fatimah's ustadzah's hand which anyone saw would surely feel pain.

"It's okay, I just accidentally touched a sharp stem when I wanted to pick an eggplant." Ustadzah Fatimah lied about wanting to hide Dea's guilt.

However, those around them refused to shut up and immediately reported Dea's actions to Ustad Aldi.

"Ustadzah Fatimah lied to ustad." Said someone refuting the lies of Fatimah's ustadzah. Shifting his eyes, the man pointed to Dea who was still standing beside Fatimah's body.

"Ustad, that was Fatimah's ustadzah intended to help Dea get rid of the dead tree trunk but Dea refused roughly and injured the palm of Fatimah's ustadzah." The man went on to explain the truth to Ustad Aldi.

After hearing the man's explanation, Ustad Aldi then turned his sharp gaze to Dea who stood stiffly beside Fatimah's ustadzah. In his right hand, he still held tightly to the sharp object that was now stained with fresh blood. It looks sharp and terrible.

"Ustad, I'm not at all ber-"

"Dea!" Shouts ustad Aldi angry. Both of his eyes looked at Dea sharply and were also disappointed, there was a feeling of anger that continued to overflow within him. It's hard to believe that the girl he likes has a scary cruel side.

Hearing the angry screams of Ustad Aldi, Dea immediately bearded in shock. Especially when he saw the angry and upset look of Ustad Aldi to him, it felt like he could hear the sound of his heart slowly starting to crack. Then the crack was followed by a stifling intense pain, forcing both of his eyes to cry.

"Do you know what you just did!" Ustad Aldi was no longer concerned with the tears of Dea that had begun to flow out. For him, mistakes are still mistakes and must be accounted for as much as that.

Dea was silent no longer wanted to say anything, he thought it was useless to defend himself because the fact that the person who had injured Fatimah's ustadzah was himself.

"Go, go to the disciplinary office to get your punishment!" Aldi's cold commandment did not give Dea the opportunity to act fraudulently again. Ustad Aldi thought that Dea should be punished severely so that he would be aware and understand that doing bad deeds is not good.

Dea did not immediately respond to Aldi's ustad, his eyes that had now been wet by tears silently watched the face of Ustad Aldi who was now looking at him coldly. Normally, this face always revealed a gentle facial expression when looking at her face. But today it had suddenly turned cold and had unknowingly left deep wounds for Dea.

"Well, ustad." His voice sounded loud.

Saying a greeting, Dea then flipped her body walking away from the crowd. In his calm steps, there was a feeling of pain and tightness that accompanied. Ah, it feels a lot more hurt than he was betrayed by his former lover just now.

It should have been realized from the beginning if hope to the perfect person was impossible. Dea also realized clearly now that men as perfect as Ustad Aldi is for women who are equal as well. And Dea?

Dea did not know his place and presumptuously expected something impossible to happen. Huh, why does it hurt?

It hurts so much to breathe it feels so hard.

Smiling wryly, Dea then rubbed her face with her bare left hand without any burden. When he decided to leave, Dea also decided not to expect Aldi anymore. He promised to stay away from her at all costs because Dea knew that meeting her again would never return Aldi's friendly attitude towards her to nothing..

Moreover, there was already an ustadzah of Fatimah beside him so to return to how it used to be maybe it would never happen.

He also wants to forget about ustad Aldi, although it is difficult is okay, is not it?

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After Mira left for the information office, Safira lazily lay on her bed. He is very lazy to do anything plus there is no interesting thing that provokes his interest.

"Why was Mira so long?" Safira muttered bored. At this time he really needs comfort, well, because Mira is an idiot and silly woman, Safira really needs it at this time.

"Maybe reading a book can take away my boredom." His murmurs looked for a way out while searching his drawer for the book he had brought from home.

"Jeez, Mira borrowed it yesterday." Remember, a few days ago Mira had borrowed her book to read. Since the book was nowhere to be seen Safira was sure that Mira put it in a drawer.

He then pulled Mira's drawer and immediately found the book he was looking for lying helplessly in it. Happy with his findings, he immediately grabbed the book without noticing if the book he pulled overlapped with other books.

Prak

The book that Safira remembers belonged to Mira fell on the floor. Sighing helplessly, Safira then lowered her head while pulling Mira's book.

"Thankfully it wasn't broken." His murmur felt relieved while repairing the sheet of Mira's book that had folded because of the fall earlier.

"Eh, what's Mira tu- Aldo?"

Seriate..