Novel & Cerita Favorite Flower

"Well, I don't like it. I hate roses." Sebastian blinked, "You hate roses?" he exclaimed, disbelief in his voice. "Yes, I hate them the most!" Even though roses were beautiful and fragrant, Tera had always liked these lovely flowers. Unfortunately, the beauty and delicacy of roses constantly reminded Tera of the two petite women her husband favored. "Why? I thought you liked roses!" "Just don't like it. No special reasons." "So, what flowers do you like?" "Lotus." "You like lotus? True, lotus is a beautiful flower with a meaning just like you. The strongest flower, just like you, the lotus." Sebastian praised.

Occasionally, she would observe the collection of flowers there. "I'm in the back, An. Checking the Lily flowers." Ah... Lily. Suddenly, the smile Fathia had created earlier, especially due to her enthusiasm in making the flower balloon orders, faded. "Yes, Felice really loves red roses. She says they're so sexy. But in my opinion, the color is beautiful, but it can hurt people," Fathia complained one day as they walked through the backyard. Sebastian's response was just a chuckle. "But what Felice said is true. Red is... sexy."

She pouted a little. “Follow me,” I told her, taking a right and then a left. We made it to the area of the greenhouse, vastly populated by flowers. I heard her gasp when she saw it. It was filled with so many rare flowers. I watched her as she walked around and gently touched the flowers. She seemed as if she was spellbound. She stopped to look at and smell every flower, but I could tell she liked the Plumeria Purple Jack and the Plumeria Golden Unicorn. I think she liked the smell of that one the best. I watched as she inhaled the sweet fragrance of it.

Despite her job in the fragrance industry, she couldn't endure prolonged periods in the lab due to her health condition. She regulated her breathing, trying to acclimate to the overwhelming aroma. Approaching them, a shop assistant inquired about their preferences. Surveying the shop, Keegan queried, "Which flowers are usually given to girls?" The shop assistant smiled, "Roses are the most popular choice for girlfriends." Keegan turned to Jaylene, "What do you think about roses?" Jaylene's cheeks flushed slightly. "Roses... they're alright." However, Keegan suddenly had a thought. 'Roses are so typical.'

Edward entered the flower shop with steady steps, his mind focused on the flowers he had to buy. He wanted to choose the perfect flowers for Adelia, the woman who had unintentionally captured his attention. The flower shop was filled with a wide variety of beautiful flowers, from seductive red roses to mysterious exotic orchids. Edward looked around attentively, searching for flowers that reflected Adelia's beauty and personality. He wanted to give her something special, something that could convey his feelings without words. After a while, his eyes were drawn to a group of elegant white lilies. “Yes, this is perfect,” Edward murmured to himself, his soft hand reaching for a single fresh whi

With a grin on his face, and a gleam in his eye, he says, "Thank you, Tatianna, I appreciate this!" Walking into the floral shop, we look around. The store has a wide variety of flowers. I only recognize a few daffodils, lilies, and a display of white roses—my all-time favorite flower at the very front of the store. Axon looks around at the flowers on display. "Well, what kind of flowers does a woman like?" Walking over to the display at the front of the store, I pick up one long-stemmed white rose and put the flower to my nose to inhale its heavenly scent. "I like white roses."

"Oh my, it was so sweet of you, hijo. Thank you." "You're welcome, Auntie. Honestly, I don't know what flower do you like, so I just ended up searching what flower should I get for recovery. It says that lavenders improves the feeling of a person and that flower is called healing flower." Well mom do like pink tulips, but I like the way he chose the flower he gave. "Oh, I haven't heard of that. But don't worry, I like it so much. Thank you again." He smiled at mom.

At least one of them, he got to know that white orchid was one of the boy's favourite flowers. Her dad slightly tapped on his daughter's shoulders getting her full attention to her dad. “Won't you pick anything dear?” He gestured with his hands. The little girl smiled and seemed to also be looking for the perfect flowers to bring to the party. Her eyes did a quick sweep before they sauntered and landed on the rose collections. There it was, there was no way she could resist roses. They were her favourite. Afterall they were also her name too. Rose.

Lawrence finally said after giving his eye a tour and couldn't make a decision. "Mind asking if you're getting it a friend or lover?" The florist asked politely. "Lover." "What's her favourite colour and what's her personality like?" "Her favourite colour is red and she has a fierce personality." Lawrence replied without thinking. "What's the occasion?" "We had a slight misunderstanding and I'm trying to make it up to her by setting up dinner tonight." "Then I'll recommend white lilies and blue hydrangeas." The florist pointed to the flowers. "They are flowers often associated with sincere apologies and convey heartfelt sentiments." She further explained.

I had asked, pointing at the beautiful flower, which seemed to stand taller than the rest. “That sweetheart is a white calla lily. It is one of my favorites and it would be the flower I would choose if there was a flower that would represent you. It means purity and innocence. In many cultures though, it is similar to the daisy as it also means a new beginning.” Without me asking, she plucked it from her garden and tucked it behind my ear. Reaching up I touched it and felt the soft petals. My mother then picked another flower and handed it to me.