Wild Roses For Luqman
45. Ngeyeel

"Good afternoon, Mr. Luqman."

The rose that was watering the flowers, greeted Luqman who had just arrived home with a cheerful smile.

Luqman who saw it smiled as well. He was very salute, a former night butterfly like him who had experienced all the unpleasant events in his life, could smile like that.

"So also, Rose. Where is your mom?"

"Tante Firda is in the room. Looks like I'm taking a shower, mas."

"Oh, okay. I'm going in first."

"Yes, the handsome Luqman mas."

Luqman again smiled faintly while shaking his head. He knew the rose had no intention of teasing him.

**

That night the Luqman family gathered in the dining room, and the rose was there. As always, they will tell you about how they went through their time that day.

Mama Firda and Luqman always chuckled at the story from the thin lips of the Rose. And when mama told me, the rose would take it well.

Praise is always the Rose, when Luqman tells about his achievements in the business world.

At the end of the story, Luqman pulls out two boxes from behind his pants pocket, then puts them in the middle of the table.

"This is a gift from me, for you."

Mama Firda and Roses momentarily exchanged glances, then frowned.

"you guys? Did the rose get that gift?"

Luqman smiled as he nodded his head.

"Yes. Thank you for the prayers you often offer, and the support of all of you. So that in recent months the company's turnover continues to increase rapidly. And last month, I haven't paid you a salary, either, when you helped me become a model. Now, let's open."

Slowly the Rose grabbed the blue velvet box in front of her. Then looked at Mama Firda and Luqman, before finally opening it.

"Wow! Gold ring. It's beautiful." The sparkling rose saw a ring that glittered when hit by the light of the lamp.

"Try the rose." Without waiting for approval from her employer, the girl immediately tried her ring.

"Yes my. It's so pretty."

The rose looked carefully, the ring that had coiled on its left ring finger. His right hand held his cheek.

"Duh, suppose this is a cover event. How happy is my heart." The rose giggled, then covered her mouth with her right hand.

"Berdo'a only, Roses. I hope one day there's a man who's asking for you." Mama Firda said.

"There's more to it than that, Tan. Suddenly Rose wants to be able to meet with biological parents.

Do they come from a poor family, so to eat only distress like the Rose.

Roses used to be so hard to eat. But now thank God I no longer feel that way.

But the little heart of the Rose is torn apart, if both parents of the Rose feel the same way, as the Rose used to feel."

The atmosphere that was cheerful turned sad, because of hearing the curhatan of the Rose. Undeniably, the girl indeed seemed to have a certain aura. Which can make the people around him easily carried away his words.

"Rose, never break up praying. Rest assured, one day everything will meet a bright spot." Mama Firda rubbed Rose's hands slowly, while smiling warmly.

"That's what mom said, Roses. Nothing is impossible in this world, if God has willed."

The rose shed tears, she felt deeply moved because her master was so kind to her.

**

The next day, Luqman was about to leave the city. To fill the tausiyah at an Akbar study event held in the city.

After making sure that none of his equipment was left behind, he tore his bag out while looking for the whereabouts of his mother.

The man found his mother sitting in the living room. Yes, every time Luqman was about to leave, surely Mama Firda was already sitting in the living room, to witness his departure.

"Ma, Luqman said yes. Wish you all the best for me."

"Of course, Luqman. Mama will never stop praying for your good."

After that, Luqman kissed the back of his mother's hand with reverence. The woman before him, rubbed her head full of tenderness.

Both of them walked out. The rose that saw Luqman already carrying his bag out of the house, immediately ran a little towards him.

"Mas Luqman, be careful. May his affairs be pacified by Allah."

"Yes, Rose. Thank you for the prayer. I'm picking up mama, please take good care of her."

"Of course the Roses will take care of Aunt Firda as well as possible. Because there is no master as good as Aunt Firda in this world."

"Assalamu'alaikum." Luqman commented on the smile as he looked towards his mama and maid. Then he walked into his car.

Mama and Rose returned the greeting, waving at Luqman.

Shortly afterwards, the man drove his car out through the gate of the house. The rose immediately ran small and closed the gate again.

"Tante, Luqman's mas is going where the hell? Is not tired, everywhere always bring your own car?"

"He's out of town. It's true what you said. He said he prefers to drive his own car. So, mama can't do anything."

"Huh, ngeyel's son. If you come home later, let Rose tell you to hire a driver. Let him rest comfortably during the trip. If Luqman is sick, Roses are also troublesome." As usual, Mama Firda would smile at the girl's babble before her.

"Roses, Roses, you've already beaten Auntie just for a chat."