ZAHRA AKBAR'S

Floral

"Non's going to school with Fachri. Last night Mr and Fachri were back." Said Randi. He sat next to Clara who was busy putting up her shoes.

Still clear remnants of sadness on the face of Clara. His face looks cute, the hollow under the eyelids is also clearly visible. A few days of no appetite makes Clara already look thinner.

"Until when will Non continue this way? Where is the ever-hardened Clara, who is always cheerful. I miss the old Non Clara."

Clara turned to look at Randi and patted him on the shoulder. "Lo calm down Rand I don't papa. There are times when my heart needs time to get back to seeing the reality of life."

Then Clara picked up her school bag and walked out of the room. Randi followed from behind.

Below is his father at the table eating. Clara hesitantly approached her father.

"Clara went to school first Dad. . !" Clara grabbed his father's hand and kissed the back of his father's firm hand.

"You didn't have breakfast?"

"Clara ate just dumpling."

Clara left her father who still looked astonished. Steven felt something was wrong with Clara.

"Randi tell me what happened to Clara during my leave. . .!" Steven's orders are without a stale base. He knew something must have happened.

"Sorry sir. Yesterday I and non Clara met Mrs Olivia and Mrs son in a shopping mall. Since that day Non Clara locked herself in a room. I was about to contact you but I was afraid to interfere with your work." replied Randi.

"Why don't you contact me directly. You know Clara is more important to me than anything."

"I'm sorry Sir."

Randi could only apologize for his negligence.

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During the school trip Clara did not open her voice. Fachri understands Clara's mood now, because last night Randi told her.

"Non sure you're staying in school today? Otherwise I can take Non for a walk." said Fachri opened the conversation.

"Serah. . .!" Only that word came out of Clara's mouth.

"Then it's up to me to take Non where."

Clara did not respond. Fachri invites Clara to find breakfast first. He knew the girl must have not eaten. Randi said Clara is difficult to eat because it is still dissolved in her sadness.

After finishing eating, Fachri also drove his car to the place he wanted to visit. Hope Clara will be a little entertained. Fachri himself could not bear to see Clara who looked uninspired. Usually the girl talks a lot. He rarely insults himself.

Fachri took the time to stop by the ketoko to buy some snacks.

When he returned to the car Fachri brought 2 bags of large crackles that he put in the back. Then back to the driver's seat.

"It's for Miss Sweet." Fachri gives Clara a heart-shaped lollipop.

Clara just stared at Fachri in wonder.

"I thought I was a little boy in candy" murmured Clara's heart.

"You don't know Non. . .?" asked Fachri to make sure because Clara was just silently staring at him. " If you don't want to" said Fachri then want to pull back his hand that holds the lollipop.

But Clara quickly took the candy in Fachri's hand and put it in the bag without saying anything.

Fachri just smiled looking at Clara. At least Clara responded to the attention from him.

It turns out that Fachri took Clara to the Orphanage where she used to live.

"Hallo adek-adek. . . !" Sapa Fachri kindly to a group of children who are learning.

"Sir Fachri. . . !" Shouted the children simultaneously and scattered to greet Fachri.

Clara who stood beside also got the warm position of the little ones.

"Big brother is Fachri's girlfriend huh?" ask one of the girls.

Clara was surprised by the boy's question. Fachri immediately gestured for silence to the girl who asked. Then he leaned over and whispered something to the girl.

A moment later they agreed to form the letter O with each finger.

"Nl. . !" fachri said to the little girl.

"Ok" replied the girl.

Clara only frowned not understanding what Fachri was whispering.

Then came the middle-aged woman welcoming the arrival of the two.

" I'm glad you visited Fachri"

Fachri immediately bowed to greet the woman who came to greet him. She was the mother of the orphanage who took care of the disadvantaged children who were there.

"Include this Mom Non Clara" said Fachri introduced the girl next to him to the mother of the orphanage.

Clara immediately greeted the mother with a friendly smile. Even with a little smile he forced.

"This is called Non Clara. It's beautiful." praise the mother of the parlor.

Clara smiled hearing herself praised. Then Fachri took Clara around looking at every corner of the building in the parlour. Explaining every room they saw. Clara did not expect this to turn out to be Fachri's life before. In contrast to her who lives a luxurious life.

Then Fachri invites Clara to join the children who are making flowers from color paper. He taught Clara to make flowers like everyone else. At least the activities carried out by Clara now can divert her sadness.

Fachri moved as the mother of the parlour called out to him. Clara is still busy making flowers with the little creatures who she thinks are quite fun.

"Fachri did you make your decision at Mr Stev's request the other day?" Ask the home mom.

They are currently in a room not far from Clara and the other children.

" Not yet, Mom."

"You want to wait especially Fachri, look at the girl she's perfect for you" said the mother of the parlour as she stared at Clara who was clearly visible from behind the window.

" He can also blend in with us. Only by you agreeing to Mr. Stev's request can we return the favor all along." Further.

"Yes Mom I understand. But I don't want that relationship to be established without Love."

"Mother pray that everything will go as I wish. And our relationship will be truly because of God who has united us in a sacred bond."

The mother nodded trying to understand Fachri's thoughts. He believes Fachri can do his best for his future.

Then Fachri rejoined Clara again. He made a bouquet of flowers with paper pink, after which Fachri kept them. Clara thought the flower was for her. But it turns out the assumption was wrong.

"Non come with me, there's something I want to show you."

Clara followed Fachri's steps. After walking around the parlour they arrived at a small lake behind the parlour.

There are colorful flowers that grow around the lake. The small lake looks beautiful. Fachri invites Clara to sit on the bench available there.

"This is the one who planted Ri's nursery flower?" Clara asked, looking bright with the view in front of her eyes now.

"Yes Non. In the past, I and other caretakers were helped by children and then became this lake as it is now."

Clara is seen pulling out her phone and taking pictures of the scenery.

Unknowingly Fachri was staring at Clara. Seeing the girl cheerful again, made her heart feel relieved.

"Ngapain see I'm like Ri?" clara's words made Fachri aware of his daydream.

"Let's see Non-cheerful again."

"Gue is just a regular human Ri. Who can feel sad and happy."

"Non know why our lives always go hand in hand with sadness and happiness?" Fachri asked without looking at Clara.

Because the girl was staring at him. Fachri doesn't want to get into a fight.

His view is now straight ahead.

Without Fachri realizing it turns out Clara photographed herself secretly.

"Why try?" ask Clara later.

"Because every story in our lives is beautiful.

Our hearts will never know whose name is patient and sincere.

If our every wish is granted.

We will never feel the beauty of approaching God with millions of prayers and hopes.

Whereas, when what we think is good is not necessarily good according to God, what we think is bad is not necessarily bad according to God. It could be that what goes against our will is the best.

If every hope we always go according to plan.

Then we will never learn that disappointment will strengthen our souls."

Clara listened to the words Fachri said carefully. Every speech of Fachri is like being a healer of the wounds in his heart. A sentence that always gives him strength. Give him peace of soul. Gives coolness in his heart.

The day is getting day by day. Fachri invited Clara back to the temple for dhuhur prayer. Then take her home.

They say goodbye to the mother of the home and the children there. One of the little girls approached Clara.

"Beautiful sister comes here sometime. We make paper flowers together." said the little girl.

"Yes, I'll ask brother Fachri to come here again." Clara gently rubbed the girl's hair in front of her.

Fachri seemed to pick up the souvenirs he had bought. Give it to children who are very enthusiastic to receive the simple gift.

Clara and Fachri get in the car.

The car started to slowly leave the courtyard. Clara was still staring at the residents of the parlor who had taught her how to live in simplicity. He should be grateful to have a father and people who love him.

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I don't think they've reached the house. Before getting off Fachri gave Clara something.

"This is for Non" Fachri gave the paper flower he had assembled. Clara looked in disbelief. Because he thinks it's for someone else.

"I'm sorry I just gave you a paper flower. This flower will not wither as long as Non does not wash it." said Fachri who was then accompanied by laughter. For the first time, it was ridiculous.

Clara laughed too. "I'm not going to wash Fachri."

They entered the house, still accompanied by light laughter from the two.

Randi who was at home was surprised to see Clara was back cheerful.

"What do you give Non Clara? It could change that in half a day" asked Randi.

Clara had already gone to her room.

"I give abit medicine" replied Fachri. He also went to his room.

"Drug abit apan Ri. It's the wind that can mobat mabit." Shouted Randi seeing Fachri already away.

"Medicine abit what Fachri means. I'm not connecting with the feeling dech." Mumbled Randi alone.

Then he grabbed the car keys on the table. Go to the office to pick up his master.

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