
The hour hand had shown at 10 am, but the heat of the sunshine was already so stinging. Inside the counter, Bunga had been waiting for the return of the Princess with misgivings. Not without reason, the health of his daughter is not as good as other children. That sometimes makes the flower a little protective of him. He was afraid, very afraid of something unwanted happening to the only Princess. It was enough that he felt lost and he did not want to go back to feeling lost. His mind was like being struck by a thousand daggers. It hurts, it hurts so much. He had no one else in the world but his daughter.
Ever thought, will her parents miss her? Did his father regret expelling him? Until the time of her pregnancy at the age of 5 months, she ventured to visit her parents. Hoping to get the full grip of longing. But ... reality did not match expectations. His father and brother rebuked and chased him away without guilt. Since then, he has never set foot in that house again. The house where he was born and raised. A house that holds millions of memories that could never be repeated.
"Mama," called the Princess quietly making the dreamy Flower instantly flinch.
His face suddenly panicked when he saw fresh blood flowing from the Princess' nose. Something that he always feared and rightly suspected, the Princess will again experience nosebleeds due to the weather is too hot.
"Daughter! Oh my God, son!" the Flower of Panic.
Flowers immediately grabbed the tiny body of the Princess and sat her on the chair where she had been sitting. Then he pulled out some tissue to wipe the fresh blood.
Each swiping of that blood, the Flower hands shook. Who would have thought it was a phobia of blood. He was afraid to see blood. But the circumstances of his daughter made him inevitably have to brave himself to face his fears. He always doctrinates in it, he must be strong. Must strong. Can't be scared. Can't be weak.
"When's the blood come out, baby?" ask Flowers.
Then the Flower raised the Princess' head to prevent more blood from escaping.
"New, ma. The time to enter the hall suddenly the blood came out," said the Princess really slowly. She knew her daughter was tired and dizzy.
"Just in a minute, I'll get some warm water, baby!" said the Flower while holding back its stuffing.
His eyes were red, holding back the crying. Which mother's heart is not sad to see her baby endure such pain. Bunga wanted to go to the hospital, but he had no money. He knew that the examination at the hospital cost a lot. Not to mention his fear of knowing what was in the pain of the princess, making him powerless to deal with it.
If he had a government health insurance card, he might have ventured to the hospital, but he didn't either. Not even a family card has. The princess has no birth certificate. They are like illegal residents. Not having an identity. There's only a resident's card that died a year ago. As he made it, its validity was not as it is now that is for life. The flower grimaced, why does the universe seem unsatisfied in punishing all its sins. Aren't there a lot of people out there like him, but why can they still be happy and he's not? Only the Power knows.
Interest had also thought to find a job with a greater income, but the average job was certainly prohibited from bringing children. He could not leave the princess alone. He couldn't have left it like that. He was afraid and worried. Her anxiety was greater for the Princess. Grateful he got a job as a counter employee whose location is not so far from the Princess school, so after school the Princess can go to work. So he did not have to leave the Princess alone.
"Drink this, baby! Continue to drink paracetamol yes let's not get dizzy again!" said Bunga softly while extending drinking water to the little mouth of the Princess and then insert a special Paracetamol grain of children then return to thrust drinking water so that the Princess can swallow the medicine easily.
Then the Flower helps the Princess undress and replace it with everyday clothes. After that he took the washcloth that he had dipped in warm water and rubbed it into the face, neck, hands, and feet of the Princess so that she could rest comfortably.
"Princess wants to eat fruit? Om Niko brought Ambon bananas for Princess, Princess want?" tawar Bunga while rubbing the face of the Princess who looks sleepy.
"Later on, Ma. Princess drowsiness. You want to bob first," the Princess's great-grandson with her eyes. Then slowly, the Princess's eyes closed and fell asleep.
When the eyes of the Princess have been perfectly closed, the defense that since then Flower woke up. He was stunned while looking at the face of the Princess who copied Nathan's face. Only his eyes distinguish him. The Princess's eyes with brownish irises are a copy of her eyes.
"Son, please, be strong! Hang in! Mama won't be able to survive if something happens to you," said Flowers while wiping the Princess' black mane and slightly bumpy.
"Ekhem... " Suddenly the sound of the silence of someone jerking the Flower from its stuffing. He forgot that he was at his place of work.
Flowers rushed to stand while rubbing rough clear circles that had been gliding on his cheeks.
"Sorry, brother! Is there anything I can help you with? Buy a credit, a token, or ... "
"Is this counter really Niko's?" cut the man whose flower estimates his age a few years above it.
"Yes, right. Who is this brother? What's the need to find Niko? He is not here" Bunga explained.
"Is he still in college?" ask the man again. The flower frowned confusedly, who exactly is this man, he thought? Looks like he knows about Niko but why did he come looking here? The flower looks at the man's appearance, looking relaxed but elegant with a blue shirt and black pants. Do not forget the pantofel shoes wrapped the soles of his feet. What it wears Flowers know is quite an expensive item. It turned out that the man also brought a car that Bunga believed was quite expensive.
"Yes. If it is not wrong he came home this afternoon," said Flowers as it is.
"Oh," he answered briefly.
Flowers silent. He doesn't know what to say, especially. Moreover, he did not know who that man was.
"Declose, I'm Edgar. Eldest brother Niko," the man said as he stretched out his palm.
"Well!" exclaiming Flowers gaping in disbelief turned out to be the one who approached him was Niko's eldest brother.
"Hey, how dumb!" call the man named Edgar while smacking a smile makes the flower wrong behavior.
"Oh, so you're Niko's sister. I think you debt collector wants to collect debt," mocked Flowers jokingly to break the awkwardness.
"Is there a debt collector who's as handsome as me?" tanyanya bragged.
Flowers shook their heads in disbelief, it turned out that brother and sister were the same. Narcissists think alike.
"Why shake like that?"
"Oh, it's okay. It's just, it turns out you're just like Niko, equally narcissistic," he said with mocking smiling lips to make Edgar laugh.
"Niko would rather hang out at the counter than at home. It turns out that here he has a fun friend."
"Oh yeah? Ah, not the feeling! He's going to college. Sometimes he spends more time on campus. Moreover, he was in the stage of completing his script. Duh, almost forgot! Please come in, brother!" bunga said while pulling a chair for Edgar to sit down.
Edgar followed the steps of the flower. Soon, one buyer showed up. Flowers also serve the buyers alternately with nimble but still friendly. Edgar noticed all the movements of the Flowers, even the Princess who was still asleep. Edgar actually just visited Niko's counter. He had a job not far from the counter so he wanted to see a counter that Niko thought had a wingless angel in it.
"Did Niko mean the wingless angel? Or the little boy?" edgar murmured softly while looking at the face of the Flower that still looks a little damp.
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