The Flower Down To The Heart
Hallo
Ting tong's…
Seen a beautiful girl who was standing while occasionally squeezing a bell attached beside a large door in front of her, then she took a few steps back as she faintly – heard the sound of footsteps getting closer. And it was true that not a few seconds later the big door was opened, featuring a very beautiful little girl with two-pointed hair complete with ribbons to her hair.
“Good morning adek gorgeous, sister of Fresh Flowers wants to deliver flowers. Is this really the home of Mr Aliandra Putra ?” asked the girl while aligning her body with the little girl, making it easier for the little girl not to have trouble seeing her face.
“Iya kak, this is papah Kesya's house. Whose sister ?” said Kesya, little girl with two pigtails in her hair,
“Kakak want to delivery flowers order papah Kesya, papah Kesya is at home not ?” the girl spoke while pointing at the basket beside her which contained various types of flowers.
After staring at the basket, Kesya's gaze returned to the girl in front of him, “There is, for a while, Kesya called papah first.”ucap Kesya then entered back into the house. While waiting for the host to come out, the girl picked up a bouquet of naked roses that she had brought. White rose, a flower that is often symbolized as purity is still looking fresh especially before his skillful hands have arranged the roses into a very beautiful bouquet.
“Kakak that nyari papah, he said to take between flowers.” said Kesya to the man behind him, no doubt it must be papah Kesya, kesya, because there is a resemblance on the face between – men and Kesya.
“Good morning sir, I from Fresh Flower want to deliver a bouquet of flowers ordered by mr.” said the girl while handing over the bouquet of flowers in her hand.
The man received a bouquet of flowers from the girl and said, “Oh yes thank you very much mbak, the money I have transferred was already entered ?”
“Sama-sama sir, the money has already entered sir. Can be signed first sir make proof that this bouquet has arrived safely to the customer.”ucap the girl while handing over a small paper complete with her ballpoint.
Ali then signed the receipt paper and handed back the girl.”I want to mbak ..” Ali hang his words.
“I Amora Aprillya, just call Prilly sir.”ucap Prilly mention her full name.
“Oiya Prilly, I want you to deliver flowers like this every Thursday. About the money later I will come to the store and pay everything.”ucap Ali with a tone of voice that sounds cold.
“Good sir,”
“Pah Kesya wants the flower.” point Kesya on yellow flowers neatly arranged in a Prilly basket. While pointing, Kesya also used one hand to pull – tug on the end of her papa shirt.
“No dear it has people, if you want tomorrow papah buy for Kesya yes.” scold Ali so Kesya stops asking and pull the end of his shirt, but nil Kesya even more whining.
By putting on her mainstay sad face and teary eyes Kesya said, “But Kesya wants beautiful flowers that pah.”
Prilly who could not bear to see Kesya like that then took a stalk of yellow roses in her basket and then handed it to Kesya, "This is for you dear, brother love this for you. Do not cry yes, later the beauty is lost loh.” said Prilly with a sweet smile, While Kesya received the flower with pleasure.
“Thank you brother Pirlly.” said Kesya plainly. He did not realize if the wrong mention of Prilly's name, Prilly who heard only laughed. Indeed, many are often wrong in mentioning his name, because according to some people the name Prilly is difficult to pronounce correctly.
“Kak Prilly dear not brother Pirlly.” reprimand Ali justify Kesya's remarks.
“Difficult reward, Kesya usually call brother Pirlly. Not okay, sister Pirlly ?” said Kesya with a view that can not be separated from a sprig of yellow roses in his hand. Now there is no object more attractive than the flower in his hand
“Iya is okay Kesya.”
“It's up to Kesya, Oiya Kesya likes not the same flowers ? “ asked Ali to Kesya who was still busy staring at the roses in her hand.
“Like pah, Kesya likes her color. Yellow color like mamah's favorite color. Pah Kesya want this flower every day, can not ?” kesya said with a asking gaze, Ali who always gave what Kesya or could not bear if he had to refuse the wishes of his favorite daughter.
“By dong dear, yasudah Prilly I want this yellow rose two stalks every day and a bouquet of white roses every Thursday yes.” pinta Ali who was immediately replied by a nod by Prilly.
“Good sir, starting tomorrow I will deliver flowers order father. Then excuse me first because there are still many flower orders that I have to deliver. Honey, brother Prilly said yes.” said Prilly to Ali and Kesya.
“Iya Kak Pirlly.” reply Kesya while waving her hand at Prilly who has walked away from Ali's home page. Prillypun returned a wave of Kesya's hand before he drove his motorcycle.
After Kesya disappeared from behind the door, Prilly launched her motor matic leaving Ali's large yard. He began to circle the streets of the complex to deliver his – fresh flowers.
***
“Pah, why does Pirlly have such beautiful flowers? Did Brother Pirlly plant it himself?” kesya said to Ali, now they are relaxing in the gazebo behind his house. Kesya who sat leaned on Ali with a yellow rose in her hand, while Ali hugged Kesya while occasionally kissing the cheeks of her gembill.
“Kak Prilly does not plant it yourself dear, brother Prilly buy this flower from others continue to kak Prilly sell again deh. When – when will Kesya take to the flower shop where Kak Prilly works yes, surely Kesya likes because there are so many beautiful flowers.” said Ali to Kesya,
“Iya papah same appointment Kesya.”
“Assyik, Kesya dear papah.”ucap Kesya then hugged tightly Ali.
“Papah also dear Kesya.”
For Ali, happiness is everything. Whatever he will do for Kesya, even if his life will be a bet. Although Ali always gives whatever Kesya wants, but Ali still limits it, Ali does not want Kesya to grow into a spoiled little girl.
While playing with Kesya, a 60-year-old woman approached Ali and Kesya.
“This article is 10 o'clock, he said he wants to go to the Office ?” the woman reminded Ali,
“Oh yes bu Ali forgot. Kesya dear, papah want to go to the office first Kesya at home with grandma huh?” ali said then lowered Kesya from his lap,
“Each reward, later make the reward meet mamah ?” tanya Kesya tried to remind Ali's invitation this morning.
“So dong dear, papah come home quickly from the office continue to meet mamah deh.”
“Assyik... ”ucap Kesya while jumping for joy.
“Yasudah Kesya papah left first yes, do not be naughty and do not make grandma tired.” orders Ali to Kesya, even though Ali know Kesya is a clever child and it is impossible to bother the grandmother. But Ali did not get tired of always reminding Kesya, because it was also for the good of Kesya.
“Siap boss.”
“Bu Ali leave first yes ma'am, Assalamualaikum.”
“Waalaikumsalah.” says Kesya and Mom together.
After Ali disappeared from behind the big door, the grandmother invited Kesya into the house because 10 was the time he played before taking a nap.
***
This afternoon Prilly had just reached the flower shop after hours of walking around with flowers, with a shunt he walked into the store and dropped his body on the soft sofa available there.
“Huh very tired.” he said while stretching his muscles, he said,
“Eh bu new boss home, tired ya ?”ask the pretty girl with the uniform attached to her body.
“It's Dil, where it's hot again. But exclamation sih.” he said with a fluffy smile,
“If I become the boss mom, I mah mending sit sweetly while supervising employees work, well the boss even go hay crotch flowers.” said Dilla who is none other than a little friend of Prilly, who is also a little friend of Prilly,
Actually Prilly is not an employee at Fresh Flowers, but he is the owner of this flower shop. At the time of his 20th birthday his parents agreed to give this flower shop to Prilly, because both parents knew very well if his favorite daughter was a lover of flowers.
After completing her studies, Prilly decided to focus on her flower shop, often wearing a Fresh Flowers uniform and delivering flowers. So no wonder if many think Prilly is not the owner of this store but just an ordinary employee.
“That's if you, if I don't. I want to go home first. As usual, you will close the store yes.” order Prilly while moving from the soft sofa.
“Siap bu bos.” said Dilla while saluting like a high school boy who saluted the ceremonial flag.
“Stop call me bu boss, call me Prilly.” command Prilly. I don't know how many times Prilly admonished Dilla not to call her boss mom, but still Dilla called her boss mom, even though Prilly did not like to be called that name.
“Bagusan bu bos, hahaha. I went home.” said Della while pushing her best friend.
“Iya Iya.” he said then stepped out of the flower shop, but just wanted to open the glass door that Prilly stopped stepping and turned her body.”Dill later if anyone wants to pay flowers tell my phone yes, his name is sir Aliandra.”command Prilly.
“Siap bu bos.”
Then Prilly continued to move her legs towards the parking lot. Not a matic motorbike anymore that he will drive to go home, but a red sports car that he will drive.
