The charm of Vegetable Kang

Disillusioned

His throat hurt, but crying did not stop. Anyala still shed tears that she had been holding. On top of the girl's back, stuck out a spear-eye that was punched by a person Anyala respected.

Joy is not a friend, Anyala. Although it should be happy and sad to come. Anyala was unable to maintain the feeling of pleasure to stay a little longer with him.

Under the water from the wall shower, Anyala shed more tears. Although his breathing felt tight, he was not disturbed in undergoing the ritual of melunturkan sadness. Until, when the door of her room was repeatedly knocked impatiently, Anyala stopped crying. He came out of the bathroom and wrapped his body in a towel.

"Who?"

There's no answer. Anyala turned the key, before she did anything else Mama barged in.

"Mama."

Anyala's voice was stuck in her nose. Her whole pitiful face did not need to bother explaining how heartbroken Anyala was.

"Nroum ... Mama's sorry."

Nirmala hugged her daughter immediately. There was no time for Anyala to do anything. My mom was always faster than me. There is no time to think about everything. Then, the glasses cracked again, before finally melting, melting wet Anyala's face.

"Ma, are you disappointed with Anya?"

Questioning that, is courage for Anyala. Courage to be broken, and vice versa.

"No, Honey. Forgive Mama."

Nirmala helped Anyala to sit on the bed. The woman, unexpectedly, also chose clothes for her daughter. A habit he had long abandoned.

"Heh, it turns out that Mama's son is grown now. You are no longer the little and adorable Anyala."

Nirmala deliberately teases Anyala, with the intention that the girl laughs.

"Well, just wear this shirt."

Anyala saw her mother put the set overalls on her bed.

"We're not going anywhere, are we, Ma?"

"We'd better go, Anyala. Today Mama will give you a bonus."

"But Anya is tired, Ma."

"Mama knows, really. Get ready, we're leaving soon."

Nirmala's not the name, if you have to beg and argue. He always planned something, and every plan was sure to go as he wished.

To make amends for making Anyala sad, Nirmala took her daughter for a walk.

"What other events, Ma?"

"Udahlah, Anyala. Consider it a girls day out. We'll just stay till tomorrow" Nirmala said as she drove her Mini Cooper.

"Okeees."

On the way to Villa, Nirmala and Anyala sing together. They bring together together that feels increasingly rare. Then, the bond between the young girl and the mother became increasingly attached.

Beyond the expectations of Anyala, it turns out that Mama has prepared everything. Traveling with your mom is a journey full of surprises.

"What is this, Ma?"

Arriving at the villa, several people had been waiting. A simple garden party welcomes the arrival of Anyala. Nirmala invited some of her relatives, including Anyala's friends.

"Congratulations, Anyala" whispered Nirmala.

"Thanks, Ma." - "Thanks."

Nirmala kissed Mama's cheek, before the girl ran very excitedly towards Mia and Nana.

The three girls enjoyed the beautiful afternoon view from the courtyard. Then a chef continued to prepare food for anyone present.

"Thanks has fought for our school" said Mia proudly.

"Also for our beloved city" said Nana. The three then got up, ran to and fro. Chasing each other. When Nana accidentally falls into the pool, Mia and Anyala also throw themselves.

Meanwhile, the adults present only laughed at the behavior of the young girls.

"Ma, let's go swimming!" bring Anyala.

Nirmala shook her head, giving her sweet smile. Anyala went back to dive to the bottom of the pool. She thought, as long as she cried in the bathroom earlier, it turned out that Mama was preparing a surprise party.

***

Queena felt guilty. Her tears fell one by one and more and more. She's shy and sad. How will he explain to Azka that what the guy entrusted cannot be maintained.

Not a single Azka rose plant is alive. Even for the already flowering everything dries up and dies. Does he regret having accepted Azka's request? Then, if the roses were planted for her, what should Queena tell Azka?

Queena heard small steps approaching. She looked up and found the face she missed so much. The guy smiled at Queena.

"Why do you cry so much?"

"In the end, I can't take care of your plants."

"Oh, that's it."

"Sorry, Azka. All your roses are dead. I tried to take good care of it."

Azka laughed, making Queena astonished.

"Caring for roses is not easy, Queena. I should be the one apologizing for making you bother."

"Huh? Seriously aren't you mad, Azka?"

Azka was already in front of Queena. The guy was very relaxed, not piqued by Queena's unease.

"Achieve to be angry, Queena."

"Yes, yes .. because I failed to take care of your roses. Didn't you say that roses are for special people?"

"really. Taking care of roses is difficult. Let alone you, I who used to garden also not necessarily can. Not everyone can grow roses, Queena. So, just relax."

"Thank you, Azka."

"Don't cry anymore, yeah."

Queena nodded in agreement. Sadness disappeared. Lost erased by the presence of Azka. Then the longing, the desire to meet and continue to be with Azka, Queena realized, the taste never dried up like a rose plant that they had difficulty keeping.

"Congratulations, yesterday you were so cool."

"Together, Queen."

"There's one thing that actually makes me curious. But maybe next time I'll ask."

"OKAY. Come on, we'll get off before the bell comes in."

"Ready, Azka."

"Can't I ask you something, Queena?"

"Eh, what is it? If I could, I would love to."

"Don't cry anymore, yeah. Especially for something trivial. I hope during school here you will feel at home, can have friends, and will not cry often."

Queena just nodded. Azka's hope was so simple. As simple as dew dripping on the tip of a leaf when the time comes. As simple as the feeling of Queena who fell, on the tenderness of attention and courtesy Azka.

"Well, Azka," they split up to go to each other's classes.

Azka did not not know that Queena often bullied. However, she is determined to help Queena regardless of Anyala's, Mia's, and Nana's.

"Eh, have you heard the latest news yet?"

"What-what?"

A group of students gossiped next to the stairs. After parting ways with Azka, she accidentally stops at the stairs to eavesdrop.

"It turns out that the mother of Anyala bribed the school for him to be elected as Paskib."

"Seriously?"

"There's proof!"

"No wonder he's a rich kid."

Queena is really sculpting. If it is true what he heard, it means he will face disaster. Fear instantly rattled Queena, and all the happiness she got while with Azka, was swallowed up by the dark passage. A hot air attacked Queena's back, and a chill gripped her face, legs and hands.