Sleeping Flower

Sleeping Flower
that cat?



Rahma was riding her motorcycle at a speed heading to the bookstore, the bookstore was located about 3 km from my house. When you set foot into the store, you will feel the air of nerds. the store is very crowded because there is only one in this city.glass doors that make people can see from the outside or inside.The nuances of this store are quite united with nature, the glass door that makes people can see from the outside or inside, because the color of the brown wall is combined with classic carvings. after passing through the entrance, you will see many chairs to sit around the loyal readers of this store.Step through the chairs and tables, it, you will see a lot of book closets.I know, many cabinets there about 36 high cabinets are large.Each shelf there is a writing or note of any book that is contained in the closet.


Rahma and I looked through the books in the closet row 3 to 10. because in the closet of books row 1 and 2 it was just a dictionary and other pedia books. the 11th to 20th row of cabinets are in the next room and they are just fiction books, while 21-36 are on the top floor of the store. on the top floor there is not only a bookcase containing history books and various languages there is also a cafe. from the top floor we can see the view outside from the window.


rahma and I are still cool looking at books that will be useful to help overcome the test this time. This test is not the final test but it can also determine our nose. 1 hour already we are there, 1 hour already, choose and view a variety of book titles.


"have you not?? it's almost 3 o'clock!" I said to Rahma who read 1 book of pedia.


"why do you just want to see again daft. according to this book or this?" Rahma shows 2 books that are almost the same.


"it's up to you, if you've called gwe huh? go to the next room, look at the novel" I said away from him.


"okay!" replied Rahma who continued her work.


I stepped into the room, a room full of fiction books.


the room was cold and bright, unlike the perpus or other bookstores that were crowded because of fiction books, here the fiction room was quite quiet. I stepped my feet looking at the books from the title one by one from the closet to the closet. If I think it's an interesting book I'll take it, I'll take it, but if the title is no longer interesting I will just pass it.


I finished with 1 novel and was about to look for Rahma, but, as my legs extended towards the last bookcase in the corner of the room I saw a kitten piled up with big books. the cat was almost the same as my pet cat at home, I could not bear to just look at it. Then I helped him from the pile of books, and let go, I put the books in the closet next to it. When I read the title and saw the book I just realized that the book was a comic book and strangely the book was not like other comic books, unlike fiction books more into history but also many blank sheets.


'who's author?? how strange! not finished but sold!' guamamku.


after putting it on the shelf, I met Rahma at the store cashier.


then we went again to the antique shop of the saint's grandfather who was only 200 meters away from there. riding a motorbike at low speed, we started chatting quietly.


in front of the store suddenly.....


'ngitttt' ninja motor brake suddenly


"fuck, whose cat is that? aisshs! damn it, almost ajatoh!, even though it was just a parking bend." shouted Rahma annoyed. meanwhile I was still shocked to see a cat that looks like in the bookstore earlier.


'yev!! yev!!' rahma's voice sounded like the wind in my empty mind.


"oi!! Yelvina Alora's! thought what??" rahma's screaming voice stopped my daydream.


"hemm? ah yes, sorry. let's just go in!" I said.


'maybe it's just similar, not necessarily? after all, the distance is 200 meters from here, it can't be faster than the motor right?' my thinking.


my feet set on Saint's grandfather's antique shop.


"eh you guys, grandpa thought who! haha" said the saint's grandfather joking.


"who's the cake?" ask me while putting my bag on grandpa's desk.


"no, just surprised to see your jacket.you want to look for antiques again?" saint's Grandfather approached his antiques.


"yes kek." I replied smilingly while Rahma was expressing a grim face.


"you say my fashion is weird when you're weird! where's anybody going to the antique shop wearing black pants and a leather jacket, gonna race you?" ledekku who approached Saint's grandfather.


"gwe gk says fashion is weird! it's just your bag that's like a kid!" sahut Rahma looked around at the object near the table.


"yes" I said, holding back the laughter.


"this month there are antiques coming cake? want to look around for my uncle." I asked while observing the rose-shaped pendant there.


then I looked at the table next to him.


"how much does this locket cost?" I asked who was still holding the locket.


"was? no one is interested in the locket if you want grandpa to give it to you" said the grandfather who saw the important books of the store.


"real cake? not boong, right?" I'm kidding again.


"you're! aish!!" sahut the Saint's grandfather who looks indifferent.


"hemmm" I whisked my lips.


"what's dear, I want cake too!" rahma approached us.


"want? this grandpa has lightning shaped ones!" said Saint grandfather took a lightning-shaped bracelet.


"was he a rose, did I form a lightning cake?" sahut Rahma with a sulking face.


"that description should be the same as the owner." my lead


"yes, lightning is good too! let it be the talisman of good luck gwe." said Rahma.


when he noticed again the locket was exactly the same comic book cover in the bookstore earlier.


'aish why are so many things similar today?' mumbling myself.


"is there an old comic book?" ask me to find out my curiosity.


"where are the comic books in yelvin's antique shop!! you didn't buy the bookstore?" rahma.


"who knows there is! old comics are more fun" I said.


"so early in the morning it's like it's on the corner table!" said the Saint's grandfather who pointed at the small shelf at the end of the room.


"serious cake?" many surprised.


"hemm" replied the saint's grandfather briefly.


"who said there wouldn't be?" I said I was teasing Rahma again.


"what the hell you eat today is so bad" said Rahma.


I also approached the small shelf at the end of the shop with the window open.


"here's cake?" ask me again while looking at a bunch of old books.


there was no reply from Saint's grandfather, nor did I care.


'it seems not strange deh. look around, ' I thought.


when I looked through the old book for about 10 minutes, I was surprised by a book.....


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