Bunga Di Pot Novels & Stories

She just wanted a plain and simple life, even if it wasn’t worth cherishing, the loss wouldn’t be intolerable either. Their awkwardness lasted till Ben spotted a wild shrub with Begonias on his right. “That’s clever. Wonder how many in the group are good with flower names.” Ben smirked. “Why?” “That’s a Begonia. Not native to this forest. But it starts with our alphabet B. If they were to place flowers starting with the corresponding alphabet, wouldn’t it be hard to figure if you are not familiar with plants?” He stopped and dismounted. There was a trunk behind the shrub. Dana pressed the buzzer as Ben kneeled to open it.

When he saw Cynthia, he handed the pot of daisies to her and said, "Here. This is for you." Cynthia stared at the pot of daisies that was shoved into her hands and was dumbfounded. "What is this?" "This is a pot of daisies. It belongs to the same species as the chrysanthemums. It's not as expensive as the ones you have, but they are very beautiful as well," Flynt said as he entered the garden. Cynthia looked at the flower in her hands before arranging it on the rack. After that, she went to pour Flynt a glass of water and asked, "What are you doing here?"

In the center of the garden, atop a moss covered stone altar, a flower glowed faintly. It was the Heavenly Spice Flower. Its petals were gold, emitting an intoxicatingly sweet aroma. "That’s it!" Riska pointed. "But how do we get it without damaging it, using only Indomie?" Lia asked. A Botanical Zombie stepped forward, wielding a pair of giant garden shears. Grrr… do not… destroy… garden…! The zombie growled, its eyes blazing. "We aren't going to destroy anything!" Bima shouted. He pulled out his remaining pack of Super Nutripower Indomie.

He's pouting. I walked towards the mansion , it was extravagant and detailed floral prints are painted in purple and gold colour . Even though , it's not like our mansion . It's extravagant for me . Then , we went towards the garden . The garden is filled with flowers of anemone ; it has many shades of flowers. It's pleasing to the eyes. There was a pergola , which was vertical pillars on the sideways are covered with wild vines . At the end of pergola , there was gazebo , a shadowed place which was built for tea session . June is already here in the gazebo .

He looked down at the little flower he was currently holding, a single question bothering him. Why'd you decide to come now?

There was a small, seemingly soft bed with white bed sheet laid over it, whereas two candles on an oblong table were the only source of light in the room. Four large pots respectively containing Peonies, Roses, white Lilies and Freesias stood at the four corners of the space, their heady, sweet and floral mingling fragrance that soothed the room with ventilation. A smaller pot of Peony sat on the table alongside potion vials of several-colored potions and a few apothecary Jars. Looking under the table, there were two water-filled ceramics Jars, a wooden mortar-pestle and a long-handle mahogany spoon leaning against the wall beside a portable cauldron.

Magrette did some inward thought before snaring. A little flower pot was beside the window but looks like it's about to wither. This flower is a flower with sharp thorns, it doesn't grow with sunlight neither does it grows with rain water. "Hmm, you want some?" She asked the flower pot, but it didn't respond to her, she lazily stretched her hand, the moment she did so, the flower Immediately stung her with the thorns on it's body. Blood dripped out of magrette's finger tips continuously..

"Mom, I missed you! I thought it would be a while before I could be with you again." Her mother didn't answer, she just continued watering the plants. Marigold noticed the excessive amount of water in the pot, her mother used hose for watering. "Mom, wait... Those flowers will drown if you water them like that! Did'nt you teach me to water them slowly and not drown them?" She took the hose from her mother and put it away. Then she watered each flowerpot. When she turned to her mother, marigold wondered why a rose plant suddenly appeared out of nowhere, while the ones that were there before were just flowerpots.

Dexie chuckled when she said, "Why do you want to cut these buds?" Although the outside temperature was still cold, this glass room was like the glass room in Barrington Manor, where the temperature was very high and many of the moon flowers inside were already blooming beautifully in the windows of the glass room. Ava explained planting techniques to Dexie, saying, "If you keep the first spring bud harvest, they will suck the nutrients from the mother plant, causing all the flowers behind them to be malnourished, so it's better to cut them now and wait for the flower to come out of the pot because then it will be even more beautiful."