Me, You, And the Journey of Life
Sunflowers
Adib flinched for a little two minutes. It was hard to answer, there was a debate on his chest.
Rendra again pulled the two corners of the lips in order to form a smile. "It seems like Big Brother didn't find an answer. Let's just say there's never been such a question." Rendra stand. Staring at his brother. "Anindi's mother lost her memory and remembers that she is still married. I was in the wrong room and when her mother realized, it was considered Anindi's husband."
Rendra's explanation surprised Adib. Almost made the thirty-year-old man in disbelief, clearly visible from the look of Adib's eyes.
"If you don't believe me, just ask Anindi directly. Or maybe Big Brother wants to come to his house, I'll be willing to drop off." Rendra said honestly, do not let this make the relationship between Brother Sister and sister become tenuous. "I'm a writer, but I never thought of playing a role like this in the real world. And, of course, did not expect to also meet a woman as sweet as Anindi."
Sontak Adib turned to Rendra, the praise for Anindi from Rendra sounded sincere. Is this really just drama?
***
Anindi opened the shop as usual. At six this morning, he went home to his mother. Seeing the condition of the guardian angel and making sure the mother is in good condition. Even though he certainly got a lecture on the arrival of Rendra. It's okay, what matters is that her mom's okay.
Today there are two large flower bouquet orders that must be sent to a publishing company. After Anindi saw her address, the woman gasped. The address is Adib's office and of course they have not spoken long about Rendra. "Is Rendra really that guy's sister?" This is a big question mark on Anindi's mind until it is difficult to sleep. Moreover, the arrival of Rendra also slightly disturbed his sleeping hours.
As a live florist, of course, Anindi needs to do good care and routine so that the flowers sell it still look fresh and beautiful to look at.
By bringing a flower sprinkler and wearing a pink robe with a black headscarf, Anindi arranged flowers in front of the store and watered while grooming. This morning started with good things so that the whole day went well too.
"It seems like the red rose is getting fewer and fewer. I have to buy it again." Anindi noticed the dwindling stock of roses. These weeks are indeed red flowers with an extraordinary fragrance that is a favorite of customers. Even a bouquet of flowers will use it. However, not the meaning of other flowers do not sell either.
Anindi crouched down, looking at the yellow sunflowers that were increasingly blooming, very sweet. Anindi's right hand touched one of the leaves of the flower and said, "You're so beautiful, it's worth a lot of beetles coming after. I hope you keep this beauty of yours. Don't believe in beetle seduction because it can make your beauty disappear."
Anindi was stunned by the noise of cars from the streets. It reminds him of a mistake in the past. It may not be a mistake, but as a path of destiny that God has allowed. "I remember." Anindi smiled slightly as she stood up, turned her head forward and looked at the streets.
From the right side of the road, a black car glided freely toward Anindi's shop. The woman's forehead shriveled tightly, not recognizing him at all.
