
The overcast had been regurgitating his throne since this morning. The gap to see the sun is no longer found. Occasionally a flash of lightning appeared among the dense clouds. Thunder gusts were heard following later. Until noon the gray charm of the sky still remains the same, not wanting to drop the specks that are stuck there.
Cloudy in the sky at that time was not an inspiration for Anjani to make up her face with the same hue. The cloudiness that radiated across his face was a reflection of the nuances of his heart. There are no tears like rain. There is only a gray color that has incarnated the face mask.
"Shew?" bargain Meli while giving a bottle of tomato sauce.
The sluggish pan became the code Anjani gave him to reject Meli's offer. Anjani started eating the meatballs he had ordered a few minutes ago. Although no longer warm, a bowl of meatballs without being given additional soy sauce is still eaten slowly by Anjani. What a less pleasant lunch atmosphere, because there is no chatter or even cheerfulness.
"Ah, long tired also persuade my best friend this one!" moaning Meli while rubbing her forehead a little sweat because of the action of three spoons of sambal in a bowl of meatballs.
"If you're tired of mending you go home first, Mel. I still want to sit here. I'm okay!" anjani said in a less excited tone.
"I'm okay how? Ah, Anjani ...! You need to go home as soon as possible." Meli excited herself because of anxiety with Anjani's answer.
Instantly the sense of anxiety Meli replaced by a sense of wonder. This time it was not a wonder to Anjani's attitude, but rather with a man who suddenly approached. The man was thick with a tompel under his lips. Surprisingly, the man said nothing and continued to stare at Meli. You can imagine how Meli's expression was stared at by a stranger who thought it was strange.
"What the hell look around!" ketus Meli's.
"You're called Anjani, huh?" ask the man.
"Yes, if I'm Anjani why?" challenge Meli.
Suddenly the man shook his head, then pulled out a white rose from the covered basket that had been carried on his back like a backpack.
"You lied, huh? The customer said this flower buyer named Anjani was kind. So, then you must be Anjani, huh?" guess the man while changing his eyes from Meli to Anjani.
"You're the courier, huh?" ask Meli. He suddenly got up and stood near Anjani's seat.
"Yes, right. I forgot the face of the recipient. Even though it has been told the photo is the same customer," explained the man.
The photo? Who dares to show my picture to this courier? Anjani wonders in her mind.
There was another expression beginning to be drawn on Anjani's face. No longer as listless as before, he looked even more curious.
Who is not curious when suddenly there is a courier delivering flowers. The sender also does not hesitate to show a photo of Anjani to the courier so that the shipment arrives in the right hands, although in reality it is almost the wrong person. Even more curious, the courier did not want to tell who the name of the sender was, because there was an agreement.
Smile, Anjani
Such is the brief message printed on heart-shaped paper embedded in the stalk of a white rose. At first Anjani just looked at the usual rose in his hand. Then, suddenly a smile adorned his face. Only a moment of smile was visible, but it was already capable of becoming medicine.
Meli took advantage of the opportunity. A moment after seeing Anjani smile, Meli moved quickly to tease. Succeeds. Anjani smiled again. Once again Meli teased, finally broke Anjani's laughter because she could not resist seeing Meli's behavior.
"Finally smile too ...!" said Meli relieved, because after a long time can again see the cheerful face of his best friend.
"Mel, I'm sorry for my childish attitude all along. Honestly, the facts about Mario are only a small part. I had an inner war with bitter memories of the past. Uh!" anjani.
"You want to share a story with me?" meli offered.
"Sorry, Mel. Not for the moment. But, I am so grateful for your struggle to bring back my smile. Thanks for the flowers. I like!" anjani said with a cheerful expression.
"Well, who's the dong, Mel?"
Meli's shoulders lifted, a code that she also did not know who had sent a sprig of white roses complete with an encouraging message. Meli even mentioned some names that might be the sender, starting from Kak Lisa who does have a flower shop, Juno who had feelings for Anjani, who had feelings for her, until Mario who is dealing directly with the disappointment of Anjani.
Right after Meli finished with the allegations about the sender of flowers, the thick-bodied courier was back to meet Anjani. This time he delivered three stalks of white roses complete with the same message as before. However, again the courier did not want to tell who the name of the sender was.
"Ah, I'm talking!" said Meli after the courier left.
"Udahlah, Mel. The important thing is that I like to see these white roses, even though I don't know the sender," Anjani said with a more cheerful smile.
Meli again guessed the name of the flower sender for Anjani. He did not care at all about the words of his friend to ignore the name of the sender. For Anjani, the most important thing is that the courier has delivered customer orders well, right to the recipient.
"But I was curious, Anjani. Or maybe .... Oh, how come you're nongol again, anyway!" said Meli suddenly when the courier came back again.
"Anjani sends flowers again" said the courier, giving a bouquet of white roses, with the same message as before.
"Well, start this horror. Don't you send this flower, will you? Oh, I know. You must be one of my best friend's super innocent big fans!" emphatically Meli original accuse.
"Have a son to accuse! Sorry, I already have THREE. A lot of people have a crush on me. Already yes, thank you for receiving the flowers. Excuse me first!" firmly the courier. His explanation of the bustle possessed made Meli gawk unable to speak anymore.
Anjani is shocked to hear Meli's accusations. He seemed to hold back the laughter of enjoying the scene unfolding in front of him. However, it only lasted for a moment. After that, his laughter broke.
"Yuk already, Mel. Let's just go home. At most the flower is from Mario as a sign of apology," Anjani guessed. He did not want to bother thinking about the name of the sender of the white rose.
"Maybe, anyway. I want to get flowers too. Come on, stop by Lisa's flower shop. Buy your own flowers, right!" pinta Meli so that Anjani would accompany her.
"Yeah!"
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The deg!
"The most flowers are from Mario as a sign of apology. Uh, hearing that makes me a little sick but it doesn't bleed!"
Annoyed, that's what I feel. However, there is still a sense of relief because the mission is achieved through the middle of flowers. The white rose has managed to become a liver remedy. However, the figure of the flower sender has not received a thank you or recognition from Anjani.
"Juno, I've been looking for it since I was sitting here!" reprimand Ken while approaching Juno who was sitting on a canteen bench that is not too far from the bench Anjani and Meli.
"Tumben wears all caps? Off! What's with that face? Another broken heart?" guess Ken.
"Mas Ken, yuk's coffee!" take Juno suddenly without answering Ken's question.
Despite feeling a little strange about Juno's gig, Ken still appreciates without asking much more. "Come, I'll buy it today" Ken said later.
"Dine! This is the new Mas Ken I know," Juno said with a more excited facial expression to distract Ken from asking about him again.
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