Bougenville of Love
6 - Paper Flower Plants Along the Way.

Angga continued to stare at the flowering plants on the road with a sad gaze. Damia smiled smirkily.

"This is a paper flower along the way. Also called Bougenville flowers. This flower is like a bush plant, but it flowers. This flower also has its own meaning, you know. Which means life and affection" Damia said

"That's the meaning in its positive meaning. In addition there must be a meaning of the negative meaning," said Angga

"Did you know it or remember something from your old memories of this flower?" ask Damia

"No idea, but I might have known something. I may have told someone about this flower. It seems, "Angga replied

"I thought you knew or remembered something" Damia said

^flashback on^

One day a pair of humans were walking on a sidewalk. The two men walked casually while one of them spoke and the other continued to type with a cell phone because they did not speak normally.

They both stopped when they realized there were flowering plants on the sidewalk of the road that was passed together.

"Damia, stop first" said the man.

The girl who did not talk even typed something using her phone and then showed it to her boyfriend, ^what is it?^

"There are a lot of flowers. Beautiful, duh. Like you."

^You could have. That's a paper flower. It is also called Bougenville Flowers.^

"Do you know what this flower means, Damia?"

^I know. The flower is good, you know. It means life and love. There are also those who interpret it as a flower full of blessings.^

"Good, yes, that means."

The girl nodded.

^This plant is like a bush, but it has beautiful flowers. The flowers are thin and look fragile, even so this plant also has thorns like shrubs in general. As if it has the ability to protect itself from threatening danger, maybe that's why the flower means life. Just like a rose.^

"That is meaning in its positive sense. Do you also know the meaning in the negative sense?"

^Yes, I know too. Some say this flower is a devil flower. Which makes it difficult to mate and if planted in the yard of the house, it is said that it will make the men do not feel at home.^

"That's kind of horrible. But, it does not make sense to give negative meaning to a beautiful flower like this. I prefer the positive meaning. When I found this flower, you were with me. Looks like I got a blessing from this flower like its positive meaning. May the relationship between us also be filled with affection just like any other meaning of this flower that also lasts throughout life like any other meaning of this flower as well and like this flower that is along walk."

The girl smiled too.

The conversation inside the ^^ sign is typed on the phone because the girl is not talking.

^flashback off

Damia recalls a past moment when she was still warm friends with Angga who still thought she was a mute girl who could not talk.

..."Apparently you unconsciously realize the moment as a painful memory for you. Maybe it's because there's me in your memory of this flower. I'm sorry, Angga, "inner Damia...

Angga was busy photographing paper flowers along the road using his mobile phone.

"Do you also know the meaning of the negative meaning of this flower?" ask Angga

Damia could only smile when Angga asked as he had been asked in the past without answering him again like he used to.

..."I feel very familiar with this paper flower. Not because this flower is often found on the road as it is today, but because of other things. And I feel like it has something to do with Damia. Like I've known Damia for a long time. While at home earlier, I also did not without reason ask if Damia likes to cook, but it seems I did know this sister hobby from a long time ago. Is it true that I've known each other a long time with Sister Damia?" inner Angga...

Unknowingly, Angga's view shifted from paper flowers on Damia. Then, the man picked the flower and automatically his hand moved to slip the flower between Damia's ears.

"Well, if it's like this just integrated with harmony. The beautiful must be together with the beautiful also to make it look more beautiful and beautiful" said Angga

Damia was stunned while holding a flower tucked behind her ear by Angga. The man in front of him had done the same thing.

Angga also took a self-portrait of the girl in front of him using his mobile phone.

"I'm helping you take photos. It's a pity that something as beautiful as this is being missed without being immortalized. After this I can send the photo to your HP. But, I need your number first in order to send a photo. So, what's your HP number?" ask Angga

Damia also mentioned her cell phone number that had been memorized to the outside of her head. Unknowingly the girl told Angga her cell phone number again when she had asked and believed Angga had deleted her number.

..."I subconsciously called out my HP number again and told Angga. Though I had asked Angga to remove it, "inner Damia...

Angga felt strange. When Damia mentioned her phone number, the man seemed to know even when Damia mentioned one by one numbers, Angga as if memorized with advanced numbers to be able to type smoothly on the screen of his phone.

..."I memorized this number like de javu. But if I know and memorize, why is this number still not stored in my HP contacts? The tracks seemed to disappear like my memories. HP number, as well as the owner ... Damian. Forget about my lost memories, the important thing is now that I have Sister Damia's number. I don't know why I feel so happy, "inner Angga...

Then, Angga immediately sent Damia's self-portrait to the number mentioned by the girl.

"I sent the picture. You can check your HP" Angga said

"Yes, the photo has come in. Good result. Thank you," Damia said after checking her phone taken from her clothing pocket.

"of course. When it comes to photographing, I'm an expert!" angga boasts of himself.

..."Apparently your skills are still there and not lost. From the beginning you did like something that smelled of photography, "inner Damia...

"But, when I sent the photo, why didn't your HP sound?" ask Angga

"I'm used to setting my HP to silent mode. Because while in the hospital should not be noisy with HP so as not to disturb the patient. Although the rule must store HP in the locker during working hours, sometimes even doctors stubborn nurse by carrying HP in a uniform pocket. So, we have no other choice but to activate the silent mode" Damia explained

"Wah .. I guess, you are very disciplined with all the rules," ledek Angga

"I'm also an ordinary man. What's more, the seniors and doctors did the same thing, so I was tempted to do the same" Damia said

"You're not going to give a bad report about my negligence like this to the hospital, are you?" ask Damia

"Why would I do something like that? Right now you are not working in a hospital. Can a patient make such a report?" ask back Angga

"of course. When the hospital patient is approaching the time to go home or when the doctor in charge has decided the time of return of the patient, then the head nurse in each hospital ward will provide a piece of form paper for the patient to fill out. It was a breakdown of the patient's assessment of the nurses' performance. Advantages, disadvantages, omissions .. favorite nurses, or vice versa. That kind. Either if in another hospital using the same way or not, but in the hospital where I work doing things like that" Damia said

"Maybe when my work time with you is up, I will be asked by the hospital to deliver the fomulir paper to you for you to fill out about your assessment of my performance" Damia continued

"That way maybe Mama will fill and take care of it" said Angga

After that, Angga and Damia chose to return home. There were a few mothers passing by there.

"Room, another walk, huh? Same who? Her boyfriend?"

"No, Ma. I'm the nurse who came from the hospital" Damia quickly denied.

..."Be quick to clarify. It seems that I am the only one who is overstretched in hope," Inner Angga...

"Oh, yes, right ... Reportedly Angga has been in an accident, yes? He was hospitalized, right? How's he doing?"

"It's better, ma'am," Angga replied

"Hopefully get well soon, yes, Angga."

"Thank you for your prayers, ma'am," said Angga

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