THE MUSE S3

THE MUSE S3
BB3



Almost a month had passed since Helen left the village and returned to the city. Lily recalled the time she drove her aunt to the nearest station. Listening to the long passages from his aunt's lips once more before the old woman left. Lily held back the crying, her tears could not be spilled. Helen had no choice but to leave Lily, however she also had a family with a thicker blood bond.


Lily sighed her long, once quiet shop today. Usually Lily will have a conversation with the old woman while arranging a bouquet of flowers ordered by customers. Now there is only the sound of birds screaming and the soft sound of wind chimes as the components collide with each other. For the past two weeks, there have been no orders to enter. Ever since Helen left the flower shop, the customer seemed to disappear.


Crings ...!


The phone on the corner of the cashier table rang. Breaking silence. Lily flinched, her shoulders shaking in shock. Lily fumbles on the surface of the table to grab the handle.


“Halo, Helena Florist, can I help you?” greet Lily as always.


.... The person across the call was silent.


“Halo, can I help you?” repeat Lily again.


Tut .. tut .. — phone line disconnected.


Lily shrugged her shoulders confused. Trying to be indifferent, maybe just a prankster. He again cut the foliage on the stem of the rose, this Lily did so that the fresh flowers could last longer. Not all leaves can be used. Too much foliage will make the water evaporate faster. After all, when submerged in water, the leaves will rot and can be contagious on the petals of flowers. Make it wither quickly.


Crings ...!


The phone plane rings again. Lily palpated again the surface of the table. Lifting handle.


“Halo, Helena Florist, can I help you?” Lily said a special greeting from her shop.


....


Again only silence was accepted by Lily. The long-haired girl began to wait for an answer. With a little bit of ketus Lily repeated her words, “halo, how can I help you?!”


Tut .. tut .. — phone line disconnected.


So annoying?! Who plays with the phone? lily grumbled in her heart.


Crings ...!


The black phone plane with a rotary dial model was back beeping. Lily clucked violently, just twice she responded to the prank phone. Not for the third time.


“Ah, lazy.” Lily closed her ears, but the ringing of the phone did not stop.The girl began to fret, finally she kept the phone.


“Hallo!!” lily snorted a little hard.


“Hallo, my goodness, Lily, why did you pick up the phone so long? I thought you were closed today!” reflecting a woman, her voice was so shrill from panic.


“Aunt Sari? Duh, sorry, Lily thinks a prankster. From earlier the phone kept ringing without any answer sound.” Lily explained the reason.


“Wah, basic, does he not know how expensive phone rates are in the village?!”


“Entahlah. Oh, yeah, what did Auntie call me? Does Aunt need flowers?” ask Lily enthusiastically. Sari is a makeup artist —as well as Helen's friend. She had ordered flowers several times for the bride.


“Ah, yes, Lily, can you please make a bouquet of flowers for the wedding? The current bouquet of bridal flowers withered, the petals turning brown. Huft ... ugly once.” Sari was upset.


“Delicious. They must be panicking.” Lily shut her mouth.


“True, can you make a beautiful and beautiful one? It's all right, we're running out of time, Ly. One hour to start the party.”


“E ... mepet once.”


“How, Ly? Can you do it? Help us, you're our only hope.”


“Em ... alright! Lily will make you a new bouquet of flowers.” Lily nodded steadily, confident that she could make it at such a short time.


“Good!! I'll send a courier to pick it up.”


“Good, Bi.”


“Thank you, Lily, I don't know what their fate would be without you. Today is a big day for them, it is certain that withered flowers will ruin the atmosphere.”


“Sama-sama, Lily is happy to be able to help them.”


“Alright, Aunty still has to work. The courier's coming soon, Ly.”


“Good, Bi.” Lily hung up the phone.


Lily rose from her chair, holding a cane, fumbling the streets. Lily walked slowly towards the front porch. In front there were many large buckets of aluminum with a variety of fresh flowers that he had just picked this morning. Customers are free to choose what flowers they want to buy. Lily pegs the entire flower for the same price, 5 cents per stalk.


The customers consisting of the villagers already knew how to buy it. They insert coins on the glass box in front of the wooden fence after selecting the flowers they want. Lily sells her trades based on trust. His blindness makes Lily's body movements limited, the girl will certainly be very troubled if she has to go in and out of the store every customer.


“Morning, Lily,” greet Bella, a neighbor who sells fresh fruits.


“Again, Bella. What flowers do you want today? I'll give you free.” Lily smiled, Bella was her first friend after arriving at the village.


“Try me, Ly.”


“How about a red carnation? I hope you find love soon.” Lily inhales the smell of flowers, looking for carnations. Lily brought her face closer, the distance of the flowers only ranged 10 cm from the eyes. After confirming the color of the flowers, Lily gave Bella a few stalks.


“Thanks, Lily.” Bella accepts it while smiling wryly, seeing Lily's condition makes Bella full of joy.


Lily was not an innate blind, she lost her vision due to the violent impact and the immense inner pressure. Bella regrets that a girl as beautiful as Lily had to lose everything just because of the momentary lust of a cursed man who could not even be touched by the law.


Helen told Lily a lot about Bella and some other neighbors. Asking them to understand the distress Lily was going through. Asking them to look after Lily, consider the girl family. Bella cried to hear the story of Lily, she was not even older than him but had to bear such great suffering.


Lily will always cry, roar, torture herself, even to the point of wanting to kill herself when the heavy rain mixed with thunder arrives. Lily experienced the rape during heavy rain, so that Lily's soul was torn as if to keep repeating the stifling incident every time heavy rain fell on the village.


“Hopefully selling, Bel.”


“You too, Lily. I'll send an apple for you later this afternoon.” Bella marched back to her shop, carrying some beautiful red carnations.


Lily smiled before returning busy with a row of flowers in front of the store. Pot and various kinds of aluminum buckets with different types of flowers lined up neatly. Aunt Helen's florist shop is like a greenhouse when viewed from the front. Indeed Helen deliberately made it like that so that sunlight could enter freely inside.


Lily, was thinking of a simple yet beautiful and beautiful flower bouquet. What flowers should she wear in her strands? The type of bouquet, as well as the stringing technique.


After weighing for a while, Lily decided to use calla lilies. White flowers with teromper-like petals and yellow pistils are elegant. It is suitable for wedding parties with any concept.


“Come my dear, you must look beautiful and make the bride look charming.” Lily enthusiastically picked up this wide, thick-stemmed petal type flower.


Lily got up, there were already a few stalks of calla lily flowers in her embrace. Lily took the stick again. Rushed open the glass door with a white painted wooden frame. The sound of bells is always heard when the door is open, a marker when there are people who enter the store.


“Come we start.” Lily muttered, she rolled up the long sleeves of a polka-dot patterned dress, a motif that was a trend of her time.


Lily aligns the flower stalk per stalk, measuring length by fingering the flower stalk. Which is the longest and which is the shortest. After that Lily suckled him with layering technique, put the lilies in layers and then tied them with hemp rope. Does not stop there, Lily still has to tidy up the end of the flower stalk to be neat. Some leaves are deliberately not trimmed to give a fresh feel to the dominant white color.


“It must be very beautiful.” Lily muttered while busy tying her flowers. After being perfectly bound, Lily picked up a container containing a little water. After the tip of the stalk is neat, Lily dipped it in a container filled with water, not forgetting she wrapped it first with a thin sheet of paper. Flowers must still get water to be fresh and durable. They can remove the water container when the bouquet is used.


Her slender hands continued to move deftly, Lily was already used to flower arranging every day, making her ability honed. The difference, there was still Helen who assessed the final results, corrected and tidied up a little bit of Lily's performance. Now the girl herself, she has to string it together carefully so as not to disappoint the customer.


“Pita, it looks like peach and silver color will be very suitable.” Lily got up, fumbled over the surface of the table and the wall, went to the storage cabinet in the corner of the store.


With her blurry eyes Lily examined one by one a roll of tape. Looking for color as you wish. After getting the tape, Lily wrapped the wider band first before the smaller tape.


“OK, done.” Lily placed the pageant bouquet of calla lilies on the shelf.


Kling cling kling ...


The soft sound of bells was heard, followed by the clattering of steps and also the soft bang of the closed door again.


“Ah, just in time. Are you the courier Aunt Sari was expecting?” Lily got up from the seat, picked up the stick. A soft squeak rang out as Lily passed through the wooden floor.


Momentary silence. Lily sharpened her ears to wait for the man's answer.


“True, I'm a courier sent by Aunt Sari.” Finally the answer that Lily wanted to hear came out.


But Lily took a few steps back, she did not think that the courier that Sari was going to send was a man. Though Sari usually sends women because she knows Lily's phobia of men. Helen and Lily did not live together because Lily was afraid of her husband. Sari knew all that, why would she even send a male courier?


Suddenly Lily's body shook violently, staggered slowly back and crashed into a display cabinet. Lily gripped her white polka-dot dress, trying to control herself.


“K—you why?” ask the man. Lily's response was too overwhelming.


“No! Don't come near me! That's flower! Take it and go!” Lily drew her wand forward, as if to keep her distance from the man.


The young man glanced at the bouquet of flowers on the shelf then turned to glance at Lily back. Lily's pretty face looked so pale and frightened.


“Hey, relax! I just want to get the bouquet. Didn't mean to be evil.” The jet-black-haired man lowered the end of Lily's wand slowly, but the blind girl lifted her back up.


“Alright, I'll be leaving soon.” The man gave up, he took the flowers on the shelf.


“Wait!! You have to take it like you're carrying a baby! Or the flowers will be damaged!” Lily later, bouquet type ‘pegeant bouquet’ should indeed be placed on the elbow of the arm like a person carrying a baby.


“Oh, like?” ask the man.


“A—I can't see you.” Lily lowered. Embarrassed.


The man was silent for a moment, observing again the beautiful girl standing trembling before him at this moment. His eyes look empty. Lily is blind?


“Sorry,” said.


“No, I don't want to be pitied.” Lily lowered her wand.


“Once again sorry, I don't mean to pity you,” said the man softly.


“Si—what's your name?” lily asked, she was about to hand over the receipt of the flowers to the courier. His hands still look shaky.


“Isac, my name isac.” The man smiled as he received the paper from Lily's hand. Putting down her signature, Lily received the real one, while Isac took a copy.


“Te—thanks, Isac. Please deliver the flowers well.” Pinta Lily's.


“Of course, I'll take care of him. You can relax, Lily.”


“You know my name?” Lily looks surprised.


“Eem ... Aunt Sari told me your name.” Isac smiled, his smile warm. His face was very handsome when he smiled, it was a pity that Lily could not see his charm.


“Ah, so.”


“OK, bye, Lily,” say goodbye Isac while lifting his brown cap flat cap. Lily nodded slowly in response.


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