Flower Seller Girl

Lily's Diary

Lily went into the room. There was no Dion in any corner of the room. All right, isn't it good that he doesn't face that expressionless man anymore.

Lily sat on the sofa at the foot of the king-size bed. Leaning his tired back, recalling the events of today.

Not expecting at all, it turns out that his mother Cia also had to go home because of the deadly disease. The little girl lost her mother at a very young age. More fortunate he can feel the affection of the mother until entering adolescence. Should he be grateful for that?

I don't feel her tears escaping anymore. Cia and her family are nobody. Yet their hearts could be this close because of the same fate.

It's about Dion's questions. This is just a coincidence. Lily just happens to know the Cia family which turns out Carol is the family doctor. And Lily's question is, why did Dion have to be so angry because Lily was close to the Cia family?

His head was shaken which felt heavy because of crying a lot. But his mind did not stop working. Still ranting how angry Dion was.

True, the man who has become her husband is always serious. Only once did Lily see him laughing wide, when he was wearing pants that he said ‘Style Korea’ it. From now on the girl wanted to carefully talk to him, not to bother him again by lying. The man seemed to be furious if lied to.

As far as Lily knew until now, Dion had never been violent and violent towards her. That's the plus. But one weakness, the way of speech that seems monotonous and easily angry if something irritates him. Soft talking is not a characteristic of Dion.

Lily thought about the style of speech that how to deal with the man who had become her husband. But damn, it was impossible to equate his nature with that man. He is a cheerful, talkative, and smiley person. Contrary to Dion's serious, stiff and stingy expression.

Could cutting back on a lot of talking be the best option? But can he not talk much?

Stand up, now it's better to take a shower first. While taking a bath later, maybe another way crossed his mind.

**

Now Lily is sitting in front of a table still in the room. On the table is already a beloved diary book, intending to spill its frills today by writing there. Already wearing house clothes, and hair rolled in a towel. He would rather dry his hair that way than using an electronic device.

Lily had seen from behind the window about the weather. Rinai rain is still falling, and it looks like it will last until the evening. If the rain had stopped, he wanted to go outside. Go to papa's house or to Luna's house for example.

Diraihnya hp with the red casing, typing into a one-class chat group.

Hey guys, how was the show? No exclamation? (Lil)

A moment noticed the flat object in case there was a reply. There's not one either. Lily lazily dropped her phone slowly on the front floor where she was sitting. Just released from his hand there was already an incoming notification. Lily spirit grabbed that thing again.

Exciting, really exciting. Why don't you come, anyway? (Friends 1)

Sorry, yes. I had a sudden show. Papa maksa I have to come. (Lil)

No you are not exciting, you know (Friends 2)

Ah, could you. What were you guys doing? (Lil)

There was a romantic show, you know. It's a shame you didn't see (Friends 1)

What romantic show, anyway? Oh I'm curious. (Lil)

That, A shot the C in front of us. Anyway, sweet earlier. (Friends 1)

Ah, the real one? Oh, my dear, I did not see it directly. Uh, there's a video, right? (Lil)

Ada, ada. The D took the video, really. (Friends 2)

Where the hell is D, how come it's not nongol-nongol? I can't wait to see (Lily)

Body to move to the bed. Wriggling here and there without caring about the hair that is still wrapped and wet.

Dion entered and the girl did not know.

“Why with the girl?” mumbling Dion.

Dion walked over to the sofa with occasional glances at Lily who was engrossed in laughing herself. He placed some documents on the table, covered Lily's diary and went into the bathroom.

The next night after dinner, Lily was in the room again. There was no meaningful conversation between him and Dion. Dion also did not mention about her unanswered question earlier this afternoon and it made Lily relieved.

Since returning home from Spain, Dion never slept in that room again. I don't know where she slept, Lily doesn't know. Maybe intentionally let Lily not sleep on the mat again.

*****

The next day in the great office.

“I've studied these documents and I like them. Now print everything before we start the meeting,” get the handsome man dressed in a white shirt to his assistant, Fasa.

“Good, Sir.” Phase grabbed all the documents arranged on his boss' desk. His hand felt something awkward with the bottom document because of its own different size and feel thicker. To be sure, the document was withdrawn.

“Pak, is all this in-print?” ask to make sure.

“So I told you how?” When he asked, his eyes did not move from the laptop screen.

“Is this also?” Lifting that thing.

“Iya, se–,” his speech stopped when his eyes looked at that thing. How could there be such a dummy document. “What is it?” Even asked.

“As note book, Sir.”

“Whose?”

“Do not know, Sir?”

Fasa handed the thing over because Dion's hand was already hanging in front of him.

“What does this belong to the girl?” murmured while still fixed eyes staring at the cover of the peach color book, “But why get carried here?”

“I mean Father, wife Father?”

Dion regained his senses as Phase was still standing there. “Mm. Soon you print it. We'll be in a minute.”

After Phase's departure, Dion focused again on peach color books depicting the unicorn. After careful consideration, it turns out there is the writing of Lily's full name on the cover of the book. The writing is a glittering clear color.

“What's like in all his books, it's weird.” Her attention was on Lily's diary. The hand was ready to pull the diary snap button out of curiosity about its contents. But the phase is back.

“Bapak has been awaited in the meeting room,” he said.

Dion abandoned his intention to know the contents of the book. There was an important job waiting for him. He put the diary in his drawer, took the coat on the hanger and left.