Bunga Di Pot Novels & Stories

Wouldn't matter even if Malik's whole world turn upside down, he would still come for Moosa. .... Holding the watering pot in her dainty hands, she gently sprayed the droplets of water on the blooming fresh flowers-roses, azaleas, sunflowers and tulips. She loved gardening. All her life, she entertained the thought of having a small cozy garden of her own where she could plant as many flowers as she could and look after them like her children. The flowers talked to her. The flowers were a respite to her chaotic life. There was always this special love she held for flowers that made her heart rejuvenate.

It happens at the thorn too. One minute later, the flower pot, that made from clay, broke. The small rose flower plant, growth immensely and turn into bushes of gigantic beautiful red roses. Vine and filling the half of her house. It was tall enough, until it reached the ceiling. The diameter of each flower is about ten inches.

Stella saw a bonsai with red flower bones and thought it was pretty. “What kind of plant is this? It blooms in the spring.” Stella wanted to touch it. “Wait, don’t touch it!” Zeta had just finished writing the case, and when she turned around to see Stella reaching out to touch the potted plant, she jumped in shock and hurriedly stopped Stella. “Don’t touch that! It’s poisonous!” Stella was stunned and instinctively withdrew her hand. “Poisonous?” ‘How could a potted plant be poisonous…’ Stella thought.

Six egrets had bloomed in rows on a long dangling stalk. Hesitantly, Bianca dragged the earthenware pot closer. Then she took a card between the orchid's leaves. There was a piece of paper inside the small envelope, and then Bianca read the contents. ~ I'm not allowed to approach. So may this flower replace me. Can I? ~ A

I slightly pulled the curtains, inviting the beautiful view of the garden and the pond joined to it, the colorful fishes swimming around. Beside the huge glass window was a white wooden study table with a small pot of cactus above it. There were some books on it too. Beside the study table was a plant stand with ten pot plants arranged on it neatly, the pots were of brass. At the top was that 1.7 million dollar plant...um...what was the name again? Orchid....it was something Orchid? Which Orchid? Senzhen nongke Orchid....right. Now the plant was inside the small brass pot. The roots were pushed inside the mud. The whole plant theme was cute.

I opened the door of my bedroom and pointed my finger at the flower pot I was gifted by that lady named Eve. "Then how will you explain this to me? There is a pot of a living plant in my room. And it has flowers. Look, the one on the left, it bloomed just a few hours ago. Flowers are blooming in hell. Can you explain what is going on here?" I asked him angrily. He snatched his hand away as he went towards the flowers. He examined the flowers. He smelled them and even tried to pluck one. But he was not able to pluck it off for some reason.

There is so much I have to learn. We make our way up to a small but very cute house. There are neighbors around but not right on top of each other. I like that. It’s a very pretty two-story house, big windows. A small front porch with a swing and some potted plants lining the banisters. I see a pot of gardenias, a pot of lavender, and a pot of hibiscus. I am taking mental notes. If this is her home, then those are the flowers she likes.

Kenzo said and Yara blushed. They entered the garden and Yara was really amazed by the flowers that were arranged beautifully around the area. There were roses, orchids, tulips, lotus, gazania, water lilies, cherry blossom, bird of paradise, and dahlia. She was smelling each kind and touching their petals. "Like it?" Kenzo asked. "Yeah, this is amazing." Yara said and smiled at Kenzo. All their tantrums a while ago faded.

It wasn't empty anymore. She looked at her left and saw Samuel smiling while holding a small pot which had a small plant with two white colored flowers. "Look what I got for you?" Gaura glanced at the flower pot which Samuel nearly shoved in her face. For a second she forget all her pains and was boiling with anger. She freed her hand and sat inside the car. Samuel scratched his head and quickly sat inside. "Gaura, this flower is also called Gaura, gaura lindheimeri. May be you don't know but these are really beautiful flowers but I wasn't able to find pink Gaura. They were all sold out." He looked disappointed.

The door slid open and she grabbed her luggage and just as she was about to go inside the house, she looked over her shoulder and noticed a flower pot sitting on the railing around the veranda. She put down her bag and slowly walked over to the flower pot. There was a plant in it but it was dead and withered. Cleo smiled at the dead plant and placed her hands over the pot. Suddenly, the plant began to grow until it sprouted back to life and the flower opened in full bloom. Cleo leaned in and sniffed the flower, delighted by the wonderful scent coming off of it. She walked away from the pot and went inside the house. She noticed that the room was a bit dark so she switched on the lights on th