Inheritance Matchmaker

THE DAY PASSED SO SLOWLY

I try to express my sadness. But, if there's only me here what's the point? When morning came, I was afraid to open my eyes. In fact, I was so scared just to breathe.

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This morning was very bright, the sun was shining so brightly. The blue sky stood upright accompanied by a small cloud of clouds around it. The chirping of birds is like an enhancer of the morning atmosphere that is so peaceful and beautiful.

It appeared that a man who was sleeping alone in a mattress that was so wide with the comfort of a blanket that covered half his body, but the sun that shone so brightly revealed its glare that directly hit the face of the handsome man.

Arghhh..

The man seemed to open his eyes which he had closed, gnawed repeatedly and woke up in a sitting position in his bed, stretching his stiff muscles after sleeping.

Reza glanced at the table beside her bed and looked at the clock.

"Ahhhh I'm late" cried Reza as she quickly got up from her bed and immediately went towards the bathroom. After taking some time Reza finally came out of his room and went downstairs dressed neatly and formally. He drove his car ready to go to the office.

In the middle of the trip Reza stopped his car at the front of the road in a store that is minimalist in size but the layout and location make the store look quite spacious. Seen from the front of the store is decorated with various types of flowers, including, the colorful color of the flower that makes the store alive is coupled with the distinctive fragrant aroma of the kinds of flowers that make anyone who passes so captivated.

Kingggg.

The sound of bells hanging above the entrance reads a sign of a customer coming and entering the flower shop.

"Welcome" said a flower shop employee who looked very young.

Reza :

"I want to order flowers as usual" said Reza speaking of flower orders as she had previously ordered.

Workwoman :

"Sorry sir, I don't know what the previous order was" he replied innocently while bowing his gaze in fear of being angered by his customers.

Tak.. Takk..

The sound of footsteps echoed in the room of the flower shop, seen a middle-aged woman but the aura of her beauty was still emanating was walking towards them.

"Oh Mr. Reza, want to order flowers as usual yes" asked the woman who was none other than the owner of the flower shop.

"Yes" Reza answered briefly densely and clearly.

"Dinda, you please pack orange roses for this customer of ours. Do not be long" said the owner of the flower shop to his work earlier.

Dinda immediately nodded in understanding to her boss and left quickly to carry out the orders from her superior earlier.

Because the atmosphere was still early so the customers in the store were only Reza, now left Reza and the flower shop owner was sitting in the chair available in the room.

"How are they doing now? Has there been any progress?" ask the shop owner to Reza.

"Still the same, no progress. They still seem to be sleeping for a long time" reza answered with a flat face but his tone could describe that his heart was very sick to admit that the state of Annisa his wife and mother had not made any progress after the operation that occurred two weeks ago.

Yes, now it's been two weeks since Sarah and Annisa finished surgery, their condition is still the same that remains sound asleep in the hospital room.

"This is the flower master" said the young woman as she directed the orange rose to Reza.

Reza welcomed the rose and took out her credit card for payment, not long after the woman had returned and gave her credit card again to Reza and Reza left after that.

After it was felt that Reza had gone from the front of their store, the young woman asked her boss.

Dinda :

"Madam, does she often buy flowers here?" dinda asked the owner of the shop she called the madam.

Madame :

"Yes, he has been our regular customer for the past two weeks" the shopkeeper replied with a sad look.

Dinda :

"Madam why, is my word something wrong?" dinda asked with a confused face looking at her superior because suddenly her superior face immediately looked sad.

Madame :

"I'm fine, I just feel sorry for him"

Dinda :

"Who is madam with him? Dinda did not understand" replied Dinda confused.

Madame :

Dinda :

"Indeed what happened to the madam buyer, Dinda felt there was nothing strange about her" Dinda replied innocently.

Madame :

"I also thought so before when I first saw her buying flowers here until every day she always bought the same type of flowers. I was curious and ventured to ask her the reason behind her buying the same flowers.."

The owner of the flower shop paused for a while, he sighed first like gathering strength to tell the fate of the customer was suffering.

Dinda :

"Madam why, if madam can not continue it is better not to need, Dinda does not want to see madam join sad" said Dinda with innocence like a child.

Madame :

"No, I can still go on" said the boss.

Dinda nodded as she continued to stare intensely at her superiors.

"Just two weeks ago the man's mother was having an operation involving his wife because she had to donate her blood to help her mother, but until now the two women have not been awakened from their sleep condition after the completion of the operation.."

"Do you know why he always orders orange roses not red like most people" Madam asked Dinda.

Dinda shook her head as she did not know the reason behind the customer's preference for orange roses over red, but red roses are more famous than others.

Madam continued her words.

"He chose the orange rose because he believed the meaning behind the flower was enthusiasm or vigor. The orange rose is a symbol of a person's spirit, the warmth of love from both the one who gives and the one who receives it. He believed that by giving orange roses every day to his mother and wife was like he was encouraging both of them at once himself so that they could endure their trials face it now" explained madam at length to his employees.

Dinda who heard the explanation of his superior seemed to be his heart also hurt even though he was not the man in the position. He was even amazed by the figure of the man because he was able to endure such a heavy ordeal.

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The Hospital.

Reza had arrived at the hospital where his mother and wife were treated without a trace of orange roses that he always brought every day to give to the mother and his wife.

Chequek..

The door of the VVIP room was opened by Reza and it appeared that the two women he loved were still faithfully asleep regardless of his arrival every day. Sometimes every time Reza came and opened the door, he hoped that when the door opened he would see his mother and wife wake up and greet him. But hope is only hope, now all he needs is strength to be able to continue to survive and survive because that is the word he needs to hold now.

"Hi mah, hi baby.. I'm coming, look I brought you another orange rose I hope you like it because I don't know what flowers you like" reza said to his mother and wife who were still lying stiff on the bed.

Reza walked to her mother's bed and kissed her forehead and right hand.

"I'm sorry Reza mah, I'm sorry Reza. I beg you to get up, I beg you" Reza's inner eyes that have begun to look glassy.

Reza switched his wife's basket and kissed her forehead and sat down in the chair on the side of Annisa's bed.

"Darling why you haven't woken up yet, isn't you just donating blood. After all what the doctor meant was talking about us who currently did not have the spirit to wake up. Is that ridiculous, honey? How can you not have the spirit to wake up and live while here I faithfully wait for you" said Reza in a trembling tone, indeed his heart was very sick to hear the words of the doctor who spoke if the actual condition of the wife is okay but his subconscious made Annisa did not want to wake up from her condition now

"I'm a useless husband, baby, I haven't even given you the slightest happiness, but you've had to go through this kind of suffering. Please give me time to redeem everything, come back baby please come back, I promise I will always make you happy. I beg you" said Reza and at that moment he could no longer hold back his crying voice, it escaped from his mouth.

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**27 February 2020

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