Flower Seller Girl

Want Brother

In the apartment room. The woman named Clara was sitting at her dresser looking at the reflection of her face on the glass. His eyes were empty and looked sad. He was very disappointed to learn that the man he loved married someone else because he was betrothed. His self-esteem is like being trampled upon by the fact that he lost to a girl who still stinks. He should have married the man because they have been together for a long time and love each other (in his opinion).

He tried to call Dion repeatedly but the connection was not connected. Social media adoration of his heart was no longer there, was removed by the owner. Clara had run out of ideas to meet Dion.

“Dion, how do I get close to you? While you won't see me and your number can't be reached. You should have given me a chance to mend our relationship. I'm sure you're not happy with that girl because you don't love her. You only love me, Dion, you only love me.”

Clara was frustrated by slamming her phone to the floor until the important object was split into pieces.

Feeling that all her anger had not been vented, Clara continued to sweep all her makeup equipment on the dresser with her palm, until the beauty tools were also tragically destroyed on the floor.

“Sial, I was hit by bad luck! If only I hadn't acted foolishly in the past, I would have become Lady Dion by now, instead of the girl.” Clara revealed her hair back violently because she had dared to cover her face that was being ignited by the flames of anger.

“Aarggh!” He moved his hand again to grab a flower pot that stood in the corner of the table. Want to throw the object into the giant glass in front of him but he puffed. For a moment he observed the flower that occupied the pot. Her lips then smiled as she found an idea.

“It looks like I know how.” He kissed the flower and put it back in place.

***

The night in the classic luxury house that was dominant in white was filled with laughter. More precisely the voice of Ariel and Lily alone. The two of them were sitting on the floor with lego-legos of beams strewn everywhere. Sow powder had already adorned their faces, it could not be measured already as thick as what.

While the husbands were in the study, Tiara and Mami did not know where to go.

“Come Aunty Belle, we race again,” invite Ariel very excited.

“Come, who is afraid.”

“This time the punishment is different, do not use powder anymore. Who wins can ask for anything from the losers.”

“What are you?” Lily made sure what Ariel said.

“Iya, anything. Origin don't live.”

Lily chuckled, “you're challenging Auntie, huh?”

“No. I just took a race.”

“What do you want from Aunt if you win?”

“Reclassic. It will be said if someone wins between us. If Bibi wins and has no requests, Bibi can think about it until tomorrow.”

Lily bobbing heads, “ alright, Auntie will think about it soon. What the hell is your request? You look more excited than the race.”

“The secret remains a secret, Aunty. Aunty has to promise that I win later, Aunty has to grant it.”

“Good.” Without thinking, Lily agreed. Indeed what will be asked by a child this small until he has to think long. Most of the requests are bought toys or accompanied by playing. “You should also promise to grant Aunt's request that Aunt win.”

“Good. I'm a real man who can't break a promise.” Lily burst out laughing hearing the grown-up statement this little boy uttered. “Give Aunty's hand let us shake hands, as a sign of our race this is at stake.” Lily hasn't even let her laugh down. This boy is so adorable with his every speech and demeanor. How happy he would be if Ariel stayed with him longer.

“We started, yes, Aunt Belle. One, two, three ...”

Suddenly Ariel laughed in the middle of the race like a long-buried laughter. “I will win, I will win,” he said with confidence.

Lily was a little confused as to why Ariel was as confident as it would win. Yet he did not care, he continued to compile his own. Although Ariel was no match when viewed from the age, but the speed and shrewdness of the boy's hand could not be underestimated. Ariel is an expert in stacking composing legos.

Lily did not know that the leg roof was hidden under the sofa. So it is certain that later the house will not be completed perfectly. Ariel silenced it and made it a weapon.

“Ariel, beams for the roof of the house Which aunt, yes?” Lily turned her eyeballs looking for the thing in question.

“Don't know, Auntie,” turns to Ariel by accelerating her hand. His lego beams are just a few more pieces to draw up.

“Where, yes?” Lily stood up and twisted her body up to 360° but the thing she was looking for did not see.

“Hore! I won, I won,” cried Ariel in joy. The boy immediately stood up, stuck both hands up and jumped up and down, “I won, Aunty, I won.”

“Well, it should have been Aunt who won if only the roof was not lost,” Lily said in a contrived sad voice. It was just a game, there was no way he could be disappointed because he lost. “Alright, Aunty admitted defeat. Now say what you want,” Lily said as she sat cross-legged on the floor.

Ariel sat down right in front of Lily and looked at her aunt's face seriously. “Ariel wants to have a sister.”

“Oh, you want sister?” Ariel nodded.

“Then, later Aunt will say it to your mommy.” Lily's smile decorated her lips, her hands also gave a touch to the hair of the little boy who became her nephew.

“No, Aunt Belle. Mommy won't be able to give me a sister.”

“Why can't your mommy give you sister?” The frown on Lily's forehead was seen as her curious form.

“Mommy had stomach pain and had to be operated on. Because the operation was mommy so couldn't give me sister.” Lily did not understand Ariel's words.

“What operation has your mommy ever had?” Growing curious.

“I forgot his name, Aunty. And it makes me sad but mommy said that Uncle Dion could give me a sister. When I said it to uncle, uncle was angry.”

“Why is your uncle angry? When did you ask uncle for a sister?” Of course Lily died curious about the answer to that question.

“I don't know why uncle is angry. I asked him about three months ago.”

Lily remained silent. Three months ago was the time when her father and her in-laws were aggressively betrothing them.

“I also once asked grandpa and grandma to persuade uncle to give me a sister. But the result is the same.” The boy moved his lips.

Lily smiled forcedly in reaction to Ariel's expression. “Maybe your uncle can't give you a sister for Ariel.”

“No way, Aunt Belle. Uncle is married. Married people can definitely have a baby sister.” Lily's face to ears flushed. Indirectly Ariel also offended him.

Don't you know Ariel, if only someone else had heard this chat, it would have been a shame Lily was half-dead.

“So my request to Aunty is ... Aunty had to successfully persuade uncle to give me sister.”