Flowers for the Prince
Chapter 4 [Aura]
In the spiritual world the aura is the radiance of energy that exists in humans.
the color of each aura usually describes the personality of each human being.
But most humans are mastered the dark side of the aura is very difficult to see and not infrequently the color is emitted so creepy.
Today for the first time I saw such a dark aura within a human being.
I don't understand what the cause is but in his heart so many grudges he's buried because of his dark past.
"Son.", the voice of the middle-aged woman who suddenly sat on the empty seat next to me during the freshman reception.
"Mom knows you can see me" said the woman wearing a shabby pink dress with a hideous look and neck that signaled she died from the rope that tied her up.
"The man in front on the pulpit, he is my son" said the mother again continuing her story on the flower that was still trying to calm down and and ignore him.
"i still can't leave quietly if my son still holds a grudge against my departure" the mother said, continuing her story and pleading with flowers to deliver a message to her son.
The flower that kept trying to keep quiet finally decided to go out even though the event was not yet finished.
"Where are you going?" said Dini asking his friend who was suddenly about to leave mid-show.
"while I want to pee", replied the flower reasoned to his friend.
"oh okay hurry back yes" said Dini commemorate the theme to return soon.
The flower that immediately went and headed for the exit, sure enough he continued walking and headed for the bathroom.
And sure enough the ghost that the clay flowers in the hall kept following him until the bathroom.
"Well I'll explain mom, first I'm just an ordinary student who can't possibly talk to your child, secondly how can you invite your child to talk while the lecturer alone is difficult to invite him to talk so sorry seems I can not help", I said explaining to the ghost of the pink dress that continues to follow me.
***
Since that day, other ghosts kept coming and asking for help for me.
until finally I fainted several times and could not control myself because my energy was drained.
Dad, who knew something was wrong with me since my grandfather's funeral, decided to ask me to meet his old friend.
Dad used to be very close to his friend who turned out to have advantages like I have.
finally for a few weeks I stayed at my dad's friend's house with my dad at the time and left my mom alone at home guarding the shop and the garden.
Om Hanan, he is a father friend who has lived a long life with a gift that God gave.
There he taught me many things, and made me stronger as I am now.
I could barely tell the difference between the real world and the other world back then, but Hanan patiently taught me everything.
Until now there was not the slightest fear when I saw various forms of ghosts with all their forms.
***
"how have you wasted it" asked early who saw the flower already sitting next to him.
"It's delicious" replied the flower to her friend.
It did not feel that the day's event was over with the closing of getting acquainted with each other.
The ospek event is very far from the word torture or whatever.
because this is a campus that can be said by many elites. They put forward the quality of learning prospective students compared to holding ospek which they think is not their time.
The show was over and we were out of the building, and, I am still sitting and staring at the man who the pink dress calls if it is his son staring fixedly at the man who has the highest office on this campus.
all of a sudden I was staring at him earlier he turned around and our eyes met despite being 7 rows away.
His gaze was cold and sharp, but deep down I still saw a little love and longing for his mother.
"It's still a long time yes", asked flowers on Dini his best friend who is still waiting in line to get out of the hall where they are in ospek.
"Proposy interest again this" said Dini who then pulled the hand of his friend invited the flowers out after the queue is quite display.
Although the door of the building is divided into 5 but the number of humans still makes them have to queue to get out of the building.
The moment Nina was about to come out suddenly there was a cold and big hand grabbing her.
"Wait" said the large-bodied male who might be nearly 2 meters tall.
It was the Chairman and Lecturer of English literature who was holding the tiny hand of a flower.
"A.what's wrong sir", said the flower who asked why he was suddenly told to stop.
"There's something I want to talk about, so after lunch you go to my room!", Diksi ordered with her intimidating gaze.
"Ba..baik sir", replied the flower with a slightly brick-styled tone and could not refuse the order from the head of the leadership.
***
"Tok.tok.tok." the sound of knocking on the door that flowers do in front of Mr. Diksi's room.
"Come in.", answered the voice of the paraw from inside the room which of course was the voice of Mr. Diksi.
Flowers that then enter staring at every corner of the work space Diksi pack that size can be the size of his tiny House.
"Let's sit down" Diksi ordered to the bangu with a worried look on his face.
"Quick sit down and stop staring around, I'm not a vampire who's going to bite me" said Diksi repeating her orders to the tiny girl in front of her.
"I.iya sir..", replied the flower who then quickly sat on the long sofa in the room facing Diksi who was sitting on a single sofa big enough to be in three seats.
"why did you call me, did I make a mistake?" ask the flower to Diksi with her face still frightened.
"Are you the owner of a florist up the road near the Bana River?" Ask Flowers who immediately widened when he heard the question that made him surprised if the chairman knew the Address of the Flower Shop owned by his family.
"Yes right" replied the flower still in a frightened tone.
"What's your name?", asked Diksi again who made the flowers feel intimidated.
"My name is Natali Flower Sir, my friends call me flowers" she answered explaining her long name and nickname.
"Give me your shop number later I'll go there and see - look" Diksi said explaining the max of wanting to buy flowers in his shop.
"Well sir.", replied the flower which then reached into his bag and looked for the store's business card with a full address and no booking.
"Well that's it please come out" said Diksi ending their conversation.
The already tense flower did not calm back when Mr. Diksi told him to come out.
"Just a moment" said Diksi who then made the flowers stop when going out.
"I.yeah.", answered the vibrating flower.
"So when in the Hall, why are you looking at me.?", asked Diksi who apparently knew if flowers were staring at her when the event was over.
"A..HA..HAHAHA, I just admire the Father" said flowers looking for reasons.
"Really.", asked Diksi reassured Flower's statement to her while approaching her.
"Next time don't look at me again if you still want to study here", Dikti reminded Bunga if he doesn't like the bullying stares of others on him.
"Ba.ik sir, excuse me", replied the flower in a stammer and then ran out of the room with irregular breathing.
"It's still my first day of college and I've been dealing with a weirdo whose hobby is intimidating to others hufz", a flower that keeps flinching for a while in the campus hallway as it leaves Mr. Diksi's room.
