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Mysterious Flowers

The sample materials just came to the office. Since morning Regina had been busy bringing the material scrolls to the workshop. While moving the roll of leather material, Regina accidentally dropped a vase of flowers containing white roses. Fractions of scattered vases were destroyed.

“Aduh Sorry. I will finish.” Regina said regretfully.

“Ga please, Mom. Call Mang Jajang just make finishin.” Said Rina who then helped Regina put the materials on the table.

“Yeah.. Flowers from Mr. Gian destroyed deh.” Maya was disappointed. Regina then recalled the delivery flowers that came without the sender's name after his return from Bandung with Gian. Until now, there are always flowers that fill his workspace. Every day. He never questioned who kept the flowers there or who sent the flowers.

“This evening from Gian?” Ask Regina in doubt.

“It is every day there is a special send for Bu Rere. If not from Mr Gian, who dong?” Ask Maya. I don't know why the curiosity got stuck. Is it true that the sender is Gian? It was hard to imagine her doing that every day, ordering flowers and giving them to Regina anonymously. Gian even sometimes forgets to tell him that he will go on a business trip. How could he send flowers every day?

“You know what this flower is from which store?”

“Heavenly Florist.” Maya said that she's been poulting out of her head.

Regina became more curious. He must find out who the sender of flowers that every day without absence send the beautiful bouquets. Is that true Gian? But his mind he refocused to finish his heaped work today.

***

Pasta is dribbled around without taste. A feeling of unease grew in Regina's heart, considering the bouquets of flowers sent to her at the office. Part of him believes it wasn't Gian who sent it. Then who?

“Gi, have you ever sent anything to my office?” regina asked Gian who was busy eating her food.

“Something?” Confused ask.

“Yaa.. kayak gift, or so flower?”

Gian shakes. Regina had guessed it wasn't from Gian, it couldn't be from him.

“Although why?”

“Someone sent flowers to me every day, for the past 3 months. But there's no sender's name. I've never noticed it before because it's just put in the room. My office says it's from you.”

Gian knitted his brows in confusion. She wondered who the flower deliveryman Regina meant. Moreover, the flowers are sent every day specifically for Regina, even 3 months until now. It's not unusual for Regina to have a secret admirer, considering she's so beautiful and attractive. He remembered the incident 1 month ago with Alex, even when Regina was already his wife did not make men who were interested in him stop eyeing him. It would be a problem if this mysterious flower-sender harmed Regina again.

***

“Halo, Dim.” Saya Gian when connected to a phone call with Dimas.

“Halo, Sir. Good evening. What's the matter phone night-night gini?”

“Gini, I got a story from Regina, there are flower deliveries for her every day. That's really?”

“Hmm.. kaya I've ever heard from Maya. But instead of sending it Mr Gian ya?” Ask Dimas in surprise.

“I never send flowers or anything to Regina's office.”

“Waduh continues who dong ya?”

“I can ask for help to find out this problem? Who is the sender and what does it mean to send flowers with Regina every day.”

***

Heavenly Florist is not yet open, according to a search of Regina on her social media account, the flower shop is open at 8 am. She deliberately set off earlier today to investigate who sent her flowers.

Last night he tried to contact their contact but there was no reply. It seemed that indeed he had to go straight and ask who the mysterious flower sender was.

The flowers sent to her every day were different, roses, carnations, chrysanthemums, tulips, and many more that Regina never remembered. All the flowers were Maya who received them, then she put them in a vase and she kept them in Regina's room. Because Maya always thought the sender of the flower was Gian, she never suspected the shipment.

Maybe if the shipment was only occasionally, Regina would not bother. But it was done every day for 3 months. This made him uncomfortable, not flattered. He was afraid that the person would one day be braver than just sending a bouquet of flowers.

A young woman in her 20s walked out of the florist shop, then tidied up their store displays, carried large buckets of flowers outside and arranged them. Regina waited until the woman finished opening her flower shop. He will come like a customer in general.

He drank the coffee that he ordered for breakfast this morning, along with 2 glaze donuts. He did not have time for breakfast at home, and left first without telling Gian. Gian doesn't need to know this kind of problem.

After waiting about 20 minutes in his car. Regina finally came down and entered the flower shop. The sound of bells rattled as Regina opened the shop door. The woman he had seen stood up from behind the counter and greeted him kindly. There is another woman whose age is not far from him busy cutting flower stalks.

“August, sis. Can anyone help?” Friendly ask.

“I'm not here to buy flowers, but want something Ma'am.” Answer Regina.

“What's the yes?”

“So during these 3 months, I get daily delivery of flowers to the office. The sender ordered flowers from this store. Can I know the identity of the sender of the flower?”

The shop was seen thinking for a while before answering. Perhaps remember which order is meant.

“Send to Edmode office for Regina.” Regina said again, helping him remember.

“Oh!” Said the shopkeeper exclaiming considering the delivery of flowers in question. “I know the hell, Ma'am. If I happen to be on my shift, she likes to send flowers to Regina in Edmode. But I don't know whose name it is. She never mentioned her name and her flower delivery was also anonymous. Maybe if the credit card transaction can be traced I can help, It's just a violation of privacy and I don't have the authority to make it.” Obviously the shopkeeper. Regina is disappointed to not be able to figure out who the mysterious flower sender is for her.

“Then call it its characteristics, Mbak.” Regina said desperately.

“Hmm... Cowo, the person is tall, handsome, his skin is tan, his posture is good rich army” Obviously “Oh yes, there are such scars on his eyebrow deck.” Further again.

The deg!

One face was drawn by Regina. People who don't want him to remember. Even saying her name Regina wouldn't. Among all the possible senders of the mysterious flower, she least wants Regina to put on the list.

The bells from the entrance rattled, signaling there were customers coming to the store. With the sound of heavy footsteps from his shoes he walked into the shop.

“This is the guy!” The guard said with a happy face. He probably thought he had witnessed a romantic scene where the secret fan who sent flowers every day finally met his heart.

Regina turned to face the man who had just walked into the store. She remembers her face clearly and everything she ever did to Regina.

“Hai, Re. We can finally meet again.” He said with a smile.

Regina sculpting. Feeling the anger and sadness that ran through his heart. All the therapy to the psychologist that he had done before felt free when he saw the man in front of him again.

He hates! Hates his ex-fiance!