Flower Seller Girl

They're my customers

Lily and Dion sat in front of the funeral home waiting. Not long to hear the footsteps and also the chatter of people, the longer the more crowded. Apparently the funeral was over, seen from the clothes of people passing by who were all black. Papi and mami are. The TPU is not too far from the funeral home.

“You've arrived?” Papi's. Dion and Lily greeted by standing up.

“Iya, Pi. We've only been a few minutes up. Road jammed badly,” annoyed Dion. “Rol where, Pi, Mi?” ask then while looking for eyes among the people who began to arrive.

“She was later with her son. Pity they were left so soon,” sad mami. It was clear that there was sadness on that slightly wrinkled face.

Lily's just a listener. Want to join the free tour, anyway he does not know who is grieving.

At first glance mami smiled to see Lily was justifying the roll of her sleeve, “you wear Dion's shirt, yes?”

“Eh, yes, Mi. His clothes are kegedean,” replied the girl a little clumsy.

Papi smiled, and Dion glanced.

“Let's go in. We wait for them inside,” take mami. They stepped in except for Lily. He was quite reluctant to be there because he felt foreign.

“Ly, come here!” call mami.

“Iya, Mi.”

But before Lily turned her body about to enter, her eyes caught a small figure rubbing her eyes, she felt familiar. The girl squinted her eyes to make sure. Did he really recognize her?

“Cia?” call him in a questioning tone.

The little boy who felt his name was called looked at him, he threw his hand out of his father's grasp and ran over to Lily.

Lily gasped. It turned out that the little girl was Cia. The little girl tightly hugged Lily's waist and cried as she could.

“Sister Lily, Mama, Mama has gone far,” said the boy with as much as he could hug. “Mama will no longer exist next to Cia, Kak.”

Whahuh? Ja-so who died was Cia's mother.

Lily was stunned with agape and soon after the tears fell. He lowered his body to align with the child and hugged him tightly. They both cried so much.

It shouldn't be like this, God. This child is too small to lose the mother figure. How could he possibly be strong to deal with this?

No matter how long they hugged until finally the hug unraveled.

“Lily.” Lily looked up. There's Carol with puffy, puffy eyes behind Cia's. Lily got up to her feet and did not know the impulse from which Lily hugged the man, too tightly.

“Pak Carol..” Lily could not continue her words. His heart was pierced with this misfortune. Like repeated moments of the mother's departure.

Carol let Lily cry holding her. Tears that had been dry also fell from the cheeks. Now Carol knows what it's like to be left for a loved one forever. Patted Lily's back to make it calmer.

A fireball is emitted from a pair of eyes. Clenched hands. A hot aura shot out from his body. The two men hugged in front of him. Walking one step to pull his wife's body. But it's already been preceded.

“Ehm..ehem.” Mami berdehem. That hug came off. They were busy wiping away each other's tears.

Lily's sister? How do they know each other?

Once again Lily put her knees on the floor so that she could see Cia's face freely, her tears should not fall so as not to make Cia even sadder. Lily gently rubbed Cia's still wet cheeks.

“Cia dear, Cia does not want if mama is sad?” Cia nodded. “Then, Cia don't cry anymore, yeah. If Cia cry, mama up there also cry.”

“How can you know that Mama Cia is also crying? My mom has gone far.”

Lily smiled forced. “Yes, Sister Lily knows. Mama Lily went far too. Our mom is up there.” The sound of the sound sounded heavy. As much as possible Lily held back her crying.

Cia clenched Lily's neck. “Means we both don't have mama anymore, yes, Kak.”

Lily nodded sadly, released the tiny hands and said softly, “Cia dear, although now we do not have a mama anymore, we will still have a papa. Papa also love us.” Lily continued to comfort Cia to ease the child's sadness.

Carol smiled faintly at the closeness of Lily and Cia. She was grateful that there was a girl like Lily who could comfort her daughter. He could not show his sorrow in front of his daughter. If he was still sad continue who would comfort Cia.

The same goes for Dion and his parents. I asked in my heart about this closeness.

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Journey home. Dion and Lily in the same car, mommy and papi with the driver in the other car.

“Say, why do you know Carol and her family?” Dion glanced at Lily for a moment, then focused again on the wheel. He could not wait to hear Lily's explanation if he had to wait until he got home. Two male names are raging in his head, Axel and Carol.

“Why? Can't I know them?” back to asking lightly.

Dion growled sharply adding to his anger. He sidelined the black car and turned off the engine. He stared intently at the sweet face until it made Lily inching her head back. She's terrified.

“Why are you like this? What exactly do you want?” ask Dion in flames. At the funeral home, he asked Carol directly. But considering there is a funeral home and the grieving one is Carol she undoes her intentions. His patience was drained all over there. “Jawab!”

Lily jerks. He had never seen Dion as fiery and furious as this. Dion's anger frightened him.

The girl turned around and opened the car door. Honey, that door is locked.

“I ask you to answer my question instead of getting out of the car!” Dion's voice remained high because Lily did not answer his question.

“A, I...,” while Lily takes a breath and throws it rough, “why do you ask to be so angry. You scare me,” circus Lily won't lose.

“Jawab only my question, how did you get to know Carol?” Dion repeated the question. As she recalled, Carol had never met Lily before. At the wedding, Carol and her family did not come because they took care of her sick wife at that time. Even if Carol had come to the house when she was in Spain, how could they hug so tightly as before?

“Jawab!!” Dion's voice rose two octaves and it made Lily cry in fear.

“They were customers at the flower shop,” replied Lily stammering her tears.

“Does every customer who is grieving or sad always hug you? Is it so easy for your body to be hugged in order to retain your customers? Is that how you serve your customers? Come, answer!” Dion did not lower his tone at all. He did not even care about Lily who was already sobbing in fear.

“Open the door. I'm going down.”