
''Who is this woman, ma'am?'' ask the increasingly curious citizens.
''He is my nephew from afar, '' said Ms. Lilis.
''Looks like she's pregnant again, ma'am?'' ask the other mothers.
''She said she wanted to give birth in this village, so she came here, '' Ms. Lilis explained.
Flowers could only silently look at the citizen who kept asking about him.
''If so we go first, ma'am, '' said Bu Lilis walking towards her garden.
''I'm sorry son Bunga kampung here does like that by the way, '' said Bu Lilis apologizing.
''Yes, it's okay, '' said the smiling Flower.
''Yes, if it's like that aunt wants to take vegetables first, you wait here for a while, '' said Ms. Lilis.
Ms. Lilis also began picking the plots in her garden, Flowers just waiting for Ms. Lilis while sitting in a cottage in the garden.
''Let's have a bibik flower finished the vegetable metic,'' said Bu Lilis.
The flower simply nodded its head, and walked over to Bu Lilis. After reaching the house Bu Lilis directly cooked the vegetables he brought it. It didn't take long. The cooked food is placed on the table.
''Sir flower, let's pray magrib first after the new prayer we eat, ''' said Bu Lilis.
''Well bik,'' said Flowers.
They both walked to the well to take ablution. After how many minutes passed they finished praying.
''Ma'am, where's the flower?'' ask Mr. Rahman who just returned from the mosque.
''There's in his room sir, '' said Ms. Lilis.
''Yes, I call Bunga to let us eat together, '' said Mr. Rahman.
Ms. Lilis walked over, towards the room Flower opened the door, Ms. Lilis was so surprised to see Flowers in pain.
''Bak Bunga why, Mr-Bapak,'' call Bu Lilis.
Rahman immediately ran to the flower room.
''What's with the flower girl?'' ask Mr. Rahman.
''It looks like the Flower will give birth to Sir, '' said Bu Lilis, Bu Lilis was so worried to see the state of the Flower.
Mr. Rahman immediately ran away to call the midwife in the village, Bunga really has been in pain, not long after Mr. Rahman returned to his house with a village midwife.
''Please bring me a bucket of water, '' said the midwife whose name is nek ijah she is the best midwife in the village.
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How many hours passed when the tiger flower gave birth to a baby boy, everyone in the house was happy because they now had a grandchild.
''Your baby is very handsome, '' said the midwife, handing the baby over to Bunga.
''Thank you Nek, '' said the smiling Flower.
''Come now the baby is in Adzan, right where is his father?'' ask Nek ijah the midwife.
''His father has no grandmother, his father has died, '' said Bunga.
''Forgive me grandma, grandma does not know, if like that let Pak Rahman just, '' said nek ijah.
Because the father of the baby was no longer forced to Pak Rahman who Adzankan the baby, it has been an hour passed by the midwife's mother had gone home, too, to his house, now the three of them live in the house, they are so happy to welcome the presence of the baby. When they were happy suddenly two people in white clothes appeared inside Mr. Rahman's house. He is the father of flowers and one of his disciples.
Mr. Rahman and his wife no longer feel afraid because they already know that flowers are not ordinary humans, the two people immediately approached Bunga, and they were not, the two men smiled at Mr. Rahman and Ms. Lilis. She immediately held her granddaughter in affection, and happiness enveloped the house.So did Bu Lilis sit beside the Flower. But suddenly the Flower became weak and unconscious.
''Dear flowers, ''' call Bu Lilis who keeps calling Flowers. The Flower Namaun no longer heard the call of Bu Lilis.
It turned out that the Flower had died, everyone who was in the house was shocked and uttered. Innalilahi wa inna ilaihi. Bu Lilis and Mr. Rahman and also the parents of Bunga were devastated by the departure of Bunga who had been considered as his own child by Mr. Rahman and bu Lilis.
''Uncle Rahman, Miss Lilis I want to take my children and grandchildren to go to. Our village, and I as the parents of Bunga very grateful to the Father and Mother, said the father of Bunga who was called as Mr. King Agra.
''Master, I have a request,'' said Bu Lilis
''What does Mom request? if I could I would give it to him, said Mr. Agar.
''I want to ask the Flower child to stay with us, '' said Ms. Lilis.
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