Flower Seller Girl

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The night is getting late as it seems. Dion came out of his study and into his room. Lily fell asleep with something on her chest.

Dion approached, focusing on seeing the item his wife was holding, accidentally kicking a mid-size box beside the bed. In it Dion can see a variety of books, stationery, farewell cards, there are also funny dolls and others.

Dion was interested in a trophy. He took the trophy and read the information below it. He develops a smile. “Lumayanlah, can champion lll.” He did not put it in the box again but placed it on the nightstand.

His gaze was fixed again on the picture frame in Lily's deck. Dion was really curious, wanted to see a photo of who was there. When viewed from the way Lily embraced the photo, it might just be a family photo as imagined Dion.

Dion approached and pulled the frame slowly, unsuccessfully taken. Lily squirms but does not wake up, only changing her position to sleep and fall asleep again. The frame still hugged him tightly.

Who's picture is there?

Dion is getting curious because Lily did not take off the object even though she had slept soundly. His hand was already moving in the air about to try to re-take the frame. But when his eyes made sure Lily did not wake up, he saw a piece of paper next to Lily's face that was partially covered by hair. His face was wrinkled, at first glance he read there was a writing of love.

Drawn carefully the paper so that Lily's hair is not interested. Sit on the lip of the bed and start reading.

My beautiful love

*for you I love

simple verse of my handwriting

I love you unconditionally, without limits

though thousands of sharp pebbles come up

swords rained down, the storm gales braved

I keep saying I'm darling

Liora Annetta's,

a name that is beautifully engraved in the soul

a more beautiful name than lily

say your name in every prayer

it's the way I love you

always smile

your smile is my happiness

your Axel Lewis*

Dion squeezed the paper together by clenching his hand. There was a sharp object piercing his heart after he finished reading the poem.

Are they really dating?

Again Dion glanced at Lily with a sharp look. Those eyes were filled with anger. If only Lily was still awake, Dion would have swung her anger at Lily.

Dion's mind was not lost. It's better to finish a pile of paperwork in the office than to think about the fact his wife has a boyfriend.

As long as I'm not around, are they always alone? He was very brave when he was married. And what did he say, go with that guy?

Dion frustrated himself with all the possibilities he thought. I don't know how many times he had circled around the bed with his wife irritated and angry. Retracting the picture frame that attracted his attention from earlier without caring would disturb Lily. Luckily Lily was sleeping.

How dare they date!

Don't know how bad Dion is now. His face and eyes were red instantly as he stared furiously at the photo.

Some time Dion chose to leave the room. If he still remained there, his emotions would not be able to subside.

There are birds singing out there. The morning sun has illuminated the universe.

Lily squirms then sits half-conscious, “beautiful dreams,” says to herself.

Lily opened her eyelids, circulating her gaze throughout the room.

“Eh, good morning, Mas.” Lily saw Dion sitting on the sofa, already neat with a short-sleeved black shirt on.

Dion answered only with a cynical glance. He was busy with the book in his hand.

Why her? Still morning the face was bent so.

Lily went into the bathroom and, of course, took a shower.

Lily is out with her favorite jeans and t-shirt. The face was polished with a little makeup and the fragrance of perfume smelled fresh from his body. His face looks cheerful.

“Where are you going?” dion asked spontaneously as Lily was about to open the door.

“Eum, meet your friends, Mas. We made an appointment yesterday,” replied Lily sumringah.

“Can't.”

“Can't? Why can't you, Mom? It's sunday. Mami equally papi never forbid me out,” protest.

Dion closes his book rough, ”sit!” his orders.

Lily shuddered in horror at the gaze preying on Dion. This unfriendly look was more deadly than before. Lily did not dare to answer let alone argue. His body reflexes followed what Dion had told him to.

“From now on you have permission where to go and do what to me. You know right, I'm ready for you?!” dion's words were filled with emphasis. Recollected last night's photos and love poems that tore her heart apart.

What is this why? why should I remind you that he's my husband. He obviously did not want this marriage.

“Iya, I know.”

“Good if you know. And you should remember that well. Don't let me repeat those words again.”

Eh!!

“Now change your clothes in black.” Retrieve the book that was placed on the table to continue reading.

“I don't like black. Why do I have to change clothes, this shirt is my favorite.” Lily dares to argue, it's too much if Dion to interfere with the matter of clothes and appearance. No matter how angry Dion looks or how. “I don't want to change!” defiant.

Dion kept the book he had not read. “You need to change clothes and come with me.” His voice is low. He realized he was talking to people who were far below his age. “Mami and papi are already there waiting for us, quickly change clothes otherwise we will be late,” he added again because Lily did not move at all. “I'll wait under.” Move and want to go.

“You asked me to change clothes in black not because you want to match your clothes, right?” ask Lily full of probes.

Furious, “everyone we meet later will wear the same color, we will mourn. Quickly change your clothes. You talk a lot.” It was already impossible to express in words how arrogant Dion was at this moment.

“But what about my friends?”

“You choose your friend or come with me?”

“I...”

Dion had completely lost his temper in front of Lily. That girl can always provoke anger. “You can meet your friends tomorrow or sometime. Can't you obey me?”

“Alright, wait for me for a moment, yes.” Run to the clothes room.

Dion breathed a sigh of relief, finally the dress war was over. Arguing with Lily made her stomach rumble. Still a month married to the girl, the stock of her patience began to thin. How do I deal with Lily tomorrow? Does he need to read the book ‘Tips Facing My Careless Wife’? Dion wiggled his head that had been bouncing everywhere while going down the stairs.