
The rainy season has arrived. In a small town in eastern Indonesia this morning, a teenage girl was preparing to attend Sunday morning worship at a church not too far from where she lived. He had finished preparing, but was still waiting for his friend who was still preparing to leave together.
The girl's name is Hellena Angelica Princess. He was studying at a private university in the city.
He lives in a small boarding house that is located within walking distance to the campus.
After his companions had finished preparing, they immediately set off for church.
Fifty meters from the cost there is a Flamboyant tree that is flowering and the flowers are blooming beautifully, so it is very beautiful and charming to attract the eyes of anyone who passes through it.
While under a Flamboyant tree, a Flamboyant flower fell and fell beautifully on Hellena's head and shoulders.
Hellena caught some florets falling from her head while closing her eyes she said a wish in her heart.
While still in high school, Hellena believes in the myth told by her favorite teacher, who lost it in the classroom, the teacher said that in the past when the teacher was studying at a college in Java.
While working on a group task in the field under a Flamboyant tree suddenly a Flamboyant flower fell on the teacher. His group friends simultaneously said that in the near future the teacher will get married.
The teacher laughed in response to the words of his friends while saying "How to get married. Girlfriend doesn't have it!"
But six months later the teacher was married and the myth that if the flomboyant flower falls on someone then the person will meet a mate or his partner turned out to be trustworthy.
Starting from the story of the teacher, Hellena also believes in the myth. So that when a Flamboyant flower fell on him he also expressed the desire to have a lover in his heart while closing his eyes.
A week later from the incident on Sunday morning, right on Sunday too, Hellena then met a man who turned out to be a distant brother of her best friend.
That Sunday afternoon, the sun was very hot. Hellena chose to fill her free time by doing assignments from the lecturer.
When she finished the task, Hellena set herself aside to rest for the afternoon. Not until 10 minutes he collapsed, the sound of incoming messages from his cellphone rang.
Hellena immediately picked up her phone which was located on the desk beside her bed. He opened the message notification, seen three incoming messages from a new number. Hellena immediately read the message.
Not knowing who was contacting her, Hellena immediately replied to the message.
" I'm sorry, who is this with?"
A minute later a message came in.
" This is with me Giordano, Lidwina's cousin."
" I'm sorry to bother you, I think Lidwina has told you about me." a message from Giordano again.
Lidwina hasn't told me about you." Hellena replied.
" I asked for your phone number from Lidwina a few days ago, just called you." a message from Giordano again.
After that afternoon's introduction, Hellena and Giordano exchanged social media accounts, often texting and occasionally calling.
A week after they met. It was a holiday. Hellena's visiting her Om's house. During the day Hellena wanted to sleep rest her body, but her cell phone suddenly rang.
Hellena took the phone and saw who called her. It was Giordano who called. Hellena immediately picked up the phone call.
" Hallo Giordano, good day."
" Good day Hellena. What are you doing?"
" I'm lying down, taking a break. What are you doing yourself, Giordano?"
" I'm waiting for an invitation to go out for a walk."
" Ogh Giordan lives at home?"
" I'm at the Monastery. Today's schedule is Sunday out for our sightseeing."
" Ogh so you're a brother?" guess Hellena then.
All this time since they met, Hellena never knew that Giordano lived in the Monastery.
Hellena has a cool attitude when new to new people. He wouldn't ask much about the person he just met.
The principle later after becoming familiar, he will naturally know about what his friends are like and how.
What Hellena thought all this time, if Giordano was also the same as himself who migrated to the capital to study in college and live in boarding houses.
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