My mother's a ghost
The Part 23
My mother's a ghost
The Part 23
I could not help but feel proud when I saw my husband and children still able to continue life, even without my presence.
In the past, when I was as I was, I often thought, what would happen to the children if I left? Can they move without me. Now all is answered.
The more responsible she was to her sister, the more she dared to face the environment, and my husband? How's him? Can he be without me? I often stare at my husband when he does something at home. I felt a loss for not being able to touch her. I miss.
I walked slowly around the corner of the house. There was a sense of opium that led me to want to go home soon, to gather with them. But I don't know what's going to happen. More and more days, these legs become stiff.
At first I was surprised to find that I was breathing. I thought if ghosts didn't need to breathe at first. M Oh, is it because I'm not dead?
Hunger and thirst are felt several times, but the feeling will soon disappear. Maybe the medics at the hospital forgot to change my intravenous fluids. But for drowsiness, I've never felt it all this time.
The pride I felt before changed into sadness. Not willing to leave the excitement and happiness with my children. I tried hard to endure this sadness, unfortunately all became passionate anger. Suddenly the shadow of someone giving me a large pack of green-colored objects flashed. Whatisit? Whoishe? Does it have anything to do with my health right now?
My head throbbed because of the great effort I put into remembering the incident. So hurt. I dropped myself by the window. My vision caught a scene at the gate. The shadow returns.
Yes, I received that thing at the gate.
“Ma, why?” Sena rushed over to me who continued to feel pain in the upper head.
I want to live again. I have to live again.
***
Damar pecked himself in front of the mirror. Trendy appearance shows it as someone who has an above-average economy. That's the goal.
Damar will visit the flower shop Agia to take a closer look at his best friend's wife's neighborhood.
Once ready, Damar rushed to G Florist by driving his latest four-wheeled vehicle.
***
“Excuse me,” Damar saw the florist empty from the entrance. He decided to go inside.
Buckets containing various types of beautiful ornamental flowers with many different colors welcome Damar.
In the middle of the store there is a gray sofa leaning against the wall of the store to the left. Damar passed by him and kept walking with his eyes observing the entire contents of the shop. His eyes caught the shelf located across the sofa. There are several photo albums that caught his attention. Damar then opened and found there were many photos of flower bouquets on the album. He suspected this photo album was used as a reference for customers who would order flowers.
Damar then closed the photo album and continued his observations.
Suddenly Silvia came out of the door next to the shelf. They were both surprised.
“Sorry, Sir. Can I help you?” Silvia asked awkwardly.
Damar smiled at Silvia. “I don't think there's anyone here. It's usually quiet like this, huh?”
Silvia seems to try to calm down faced with Damar who is indeed handsome and handsome. “Other employees permit to eat, sir. I also ate inside. Sorry yes, sir if you have to wait.”
“Oh! Sorry I interrupted his lunch hour huh?” Damar showed a guilty face.
“Ah is okay, it's done, really. Can I help you?”
“I want to order a simple bouquet of flowers.” Reply Damar accompanied by a warm smile.
Silvia walked over to the table beside the sofa. “For when, Sir?”
“For now, can? Let me wait.”
Silvia smiled, then picked up the paper and pen. “With whose Father, if I may know?”
“I Damar.” He said as he reached out a hand that was automatically greeted by Silvia.
“I Silvia.” Shake Damar's hand confidently.
“I really feel talk to the wife of a lawyer who often appeared on TV in college days first yes.” Say Damar while squinting.
“Lawyer whom do you mean Father?”
“That's his wife the singer of my Mother's day. Song title Glasses Glass.”
“Oh, Nia Daniati mean Father? My mother also loved the singer.”
“Ah correct, Sir?” Reply Silvia blushed in embarrassment but there was a happy gurat in her smile.
“Of course true.” Sahut Damar convinced Silvia.
“Then, for a bouquet of flowers, I want the dominance of what color?” Silvia asked excitedly and tried to divert the conversation so that she would not be lulled by Damar's seduction.
“What's so big?”
“Normally pastel colors that are champions here.”
“Ya that's it. How long should I wait?”
“Just a minute, sir. All the tools are there. You can wait there.” The reply pointed at the sofa so that Damar could sit while waiting.
“Good.”
Damar watched Silvia who was working on her order. He did not follow Silvia's advice to sit around waiting. Damar just circled the flower shop and headed back. The flowers told by Bagi were detected and made him want to express his curiosity to Silvia. “Mbak Silvia, what's this flower?”
“That's Azalea flower, sir.” Sahut Silvia while looking at Damar.
“Very good. His taste is great, the owner. In addition to the store so cool, the eyes that look no less comfortable and peaceful.” Reply Damar.
“Betul, Sir. The Azalea flower is very graceful. Actually this flower comes from China, but Azelea is actually popular in America, Pak.”
“Oh! This is import flower?” Damar.
“Iya true. But because Azalea flowers are very easy to grow in tropical places, so in Indonesia, this flower is very easy to get. Even if this flower isn't flowering, it's still pretty, sir. The leaves are lush, still attract the eyes of anyone to admire it.” Silvia.
“True too. The leaves are like a bush. So lush. It's not for sale, Ma'am?”
“He didn't, sir. But there are some of our customers who are interested. So I prepared it in the form of a pot. What color do you want? Later let me prepare.”
“The purple ones seem nice. Can I keep the purple one?”
“Bby, Sir. Just a minute, sir. After your order is complete, I prepare.”
“Iya. Just relax. I am also not in a hurry, kok.”
***
“You made a note in the name of Mr?” Silvia asked after making a bouquet of pink flowers.
“Bby.” Sahut Damar approached the desk where Silvia wrote the administration.
“May I know the phone number to contact, Sir?” Silvia asked again, and was greeted by Damar with a line of numbers.
“This flower bouquet is for his wife yes, sir?” Silvia asked curiously.
“Oh, I'm not married.” Sahut Damar relax.
Silvia raised both eyebrows upon hearing Damar's statement.
“In the meantime, I'll get you that Azalea flower for Mr.” He said again spirit.
***
Silvia escorted Damar to the parking area in front of the store. He was amazed to see this handsome and well-established man.
“Thank you very much for the order yes, Mr. Damar. Hope you like our work.” Silvia friendly.
“Sama-sama, Ma'am. Thank you also for this beautiful Azalea flower.” Reply Damar while closing the car trunk door after putting Azalea flowers in it.
“This beautiful flower bouquet is for Sister Silvia only. Hopefully it can be the beginning of our introductions and friendships.” Damar's words made Silvia surprised.
“For me? How can?” Amazed mouth.
“Why not? Beautiful women indeed deserve a beautiful gift too.”
Unwitting Stevina is suddenly near a car with a deadly sight for Damar and Silvia.
“Agia is in the store?”
***
