Bunga Lamaran Novels & Stories

KELANI POV We were still close to the school grounds. We had been told never to venture far because when we next were called to assemble, we would be able to do so without much difficulty. "When the duck is done analysing the plant, which I believed we got correctly according to the description she had given, then the main competition begins," Vesper said. Mrs Periwinkles had said the Lunarbane was a rare sparkling red flower. Upon contact, it warms the hand, and its petals were fragile. So, you need to hold it with the utmost care so they would not fall out.

-Well I can tell you. -Do you know the meaning of the flowers? I say raising an eyebrow. -Why does it surprise you? -The thing is… -Don't tell me anything, just pay attention. -Okay. -Well this flower -she says touching a very beautiful flower- is called Dalia and it means impulsiveness and passion. Young people gave these flowers to indicate that they were looking for a love affair or asking to be carried away by passion. -Wao, what about this one? I say pointing to a red flower.

"Bram?" Bram pulled Danila's arm towards the people who helped with his plan. “Danila Ayudia, I am Bramantya Saputra, ask you to be my life companion in joy and sorrow, in health and in sickness. Danila Ayudia? Will you marry me?" Bram asked, kneeling in front of Danila. The man held out a bouquet of white lilies.

Ruby explained, grabbing my hand, “We gather in a circle, each of us holding a flower, and dance while tossing our petals into the wind. It’s meant to bring joy and prosperity.” “And maybe even good luck in love,” Eira added with a wink. My heart warmed. “All right,” I said, smiling. “Let’s do it.” They squealed like children and tugged me along to the open space near the lake, where girls and women had already begun to gather. A bonfire crackled nearby, casting flickering golden light across our faces. The music shifted again_soft flutes, drums like the heartbeat of the earth, voices humming an ancient melody. We each took a flower_Ruby a deep red camellia, Eira a sunflower, Imara a lily, a

she pointed at the end of the footpath towards the bushes, “I want to see those things” The lady saw what she was pointing at and replied explaining, “Those are called flowers and are named Jasmine.” “Jasmine?” surprised Loathefiya when by heard first time a new name. “Yes, there are many types of flowers and with different names.” she said, “but, now let us return back. Your Uncle will be waiting for us.” The girl was silent staring at the flowers with her big button eyes saying inwards that she wants to take a look at them from a closer view but, as an obedient child she obeyed her nodding. Both the girls turned back towards the car, returning.

The sweet scent of lilies and pines mixed engulfed the air around the couple as they walked together hand in hand, releasing sweet pheromones on their way. 'We are here my dears' the beta lady announced coming to a stop at the edge of the River. A beautiful boat was waiting for them. It was decorated with white and yellow lilies, the flowers Purple had picked for the ritual they had before the courting started, for the flower crown she had blessed her now husband with. Nostalgia hit them as they both blushed at the sweet memory.

"Flora, he called.he couldn't get the words out his mouth , God Knows if a cat chopped his tongue. He looked up at my body, checking me out,his gaze falls on my exposed breast.i used my hands to cover them and walked to my wardrobe.

It's an imitation but it sure does look like the real thing. "They don't have rose hairpin I'm afraid," Daniel jokes. "So we have to settle for this. I think she called in kamboja flowers?" "Frangipani." Gently touching the hairpin that has adorned her curls. Turning to the women she smiles, "It's beautiful." The women smiles brightly at her, "You're beautiful miss-cantik sekali." She nods, understanding the first part of the conversation. "Terima... kasih?" She pretty sure she butchered some of the syllable, but the women nods happily.

'The Lan clan may just lose a promising member today. "My.. I mean.. wanted to grab the flowers behind you." Lan Su pointed at the bush behind Elder Buson. A dark red flower was growing there. "A few Burning Flowers were spotted nearby. I finally have what is needed to get them." Lan Su glanced at the other cultivator but knew it was smart not to ask questions. She wore fire Resistant gloves to help pick the flowers. Mainly for when she needed to grab the roots out. They tended to cause small fires when exposed to the air. With all the dirt on her clothes it should sell better she was gathering in the area.

He would ask himself as he watched what he had bought. It is round and looks like a saint. The man does not know how to woo or give flowers. He chose only what he saw as a beautiful and colorful flower. He later saw Amira's peer Nurse. Full bangs still cover her beautiful face and the girl also lost weight. He didn't know but it was as if his heart was pounding when he saw what it looked like. "Why are you here?" Poorly said it. "For you." Lucy said and she tied the flower she was carrying. Lucy laughed slightly because Amira looked like a saint. "This flower is related to my name." He said softly and Lucy frowned at what he said. "Ha? Name? How?" They walk around. "My name Amara means Everl