Harga Mawar Putih Novels & Stories

"Who said it was just an ordinary flower?" Era closed her eyes dramatically. Just as she had suspected, Oscar did not take kindly to having his gift questioned. "Who said there's nothing special about this flower?" Oscar continued, glancing at Era for a moment. Then he confidently pointed to the bouquet. "This is a very special flower. Do you think this is an ordinary rose?" He looked again. "Of course not. This is no ordinary rose, Era. This is a Juliet rose, one of the rarest and most expensive flowers in the world. For your information, it took David Austin 15 years to grow it, and its current price is around four million dollars. So, this flower is not ordinary at all."

Ares clarified. "Ah, I understand, Sir," the saleswoman acknowledged, her initial exuberance giving way to professional composure as she turned her attention to the assortment of blooms. "These white roses would be an impeccable choice," she recommended, prompting my curious eyebrow to arch. "Indeed?" Ares began to say, but before he could finish, I interjected. "Aren't white roses conventionally linked to marriage?" "Absolutely, Miss. White roses embody purity, innocence, and youthful charm. They are indeed fitting for a wedding, as you pointed out. Moreover, they symbolize a fresh start and an enduring love," the saleswoman explained, her smile inviting a measured nod of approval from me.

Javier mockingly smiled and carried on, “However, did you know that during an art exhibition in 2006, the Juliet Rose was sold for 3 million British Pounds? 1 British Pounds is about 1.2 dollars at the moment, so 3 million dollars would be around 3.8 million dollars. “So, an entire plant of the purest Juliet Rose was sold for around 3.8 million dollars, yet you’re telling me that you paid 150 thousand dollars for this bouquet? Are you an idiot?” The young man who was still feeling delighted a moment ago was now dumbfounded at Javier’s scorn. Of course, there was no way he knew all that because he had only repeated what the owner from the flower shop told him, about how it was the king of all

Then, a white princess Lolita dress caught his eye. White Princess Lolita Dress: After wearing this, cuteness will increase by 10. Price: 5000 Points.

I got all excited,"Definitely!" I walked around the shop. I spotted Iris, carnations, Daffodil, Aster which looked so beautiful. The small sized purple flower caught my eye. Statice. Which is also known as Sea lavenders. "I like this so much. How much is it?" "20 dollars." "Oh no. I just got 15 dollars with me. Can I give the remaining afterwards." "Hey Sam! You don't have to pay at all. Your the one who insisting on paying for flowers."

There were red, crimson, pink, white and orange. While looking around, Kylie briefly explained the flowers Celine pointed out. "The most fragrant rose is this one, the Princess Rose," she said, touching a dark red rose. "Hey, there are names, anyway?" Celine asked, surprised. "There are many, this white one is called Great White Rose, and the pink one is called Pertiwi Rose." "The red one is also a different name?" Celine approached a pot whose roses were about to bloom. She had never seen orange-coloured ones like that before. She thought it wasn't even a rose.

“Oh, you're are only familiar with the red ones. Well, all I can say about the white rose is, it's beautiful, extremely rare, and expensive. One of a kind, if I may say. There are only few florists who can confidently tell you they have a white rose in their garden. I was only lucky to get them when a supplier called me and told me he was willing to sell at an outrageously high price and also the white rose signifies chastity, beauty, royalty, and purity. In the ancient times, royalties give it to women they intend to court or have picked some form marital interest in, especially when she's a virgin.“ “Thank you for your time.” They said as they exited the place.

Haziya asked again because her hearing wasn't very clear after wearing the helmet. "Do you have a perforated widow at your friend's house?" shouted Wak Halim's friend, interspersed with laughter. "They say a pot costs up to a hundred million per hole, you know. One leaf costs fifteen million, who knows your friend has one, just ask for a leaf." "Isn't it crazy, the price of a perforated widow is so expensive, let alone the price of a widow now?" "Oh, flowers huh, Wak? I'll try to see later, but it looks like he doesn't have flowers at home because they like to raise fish," explained Haziya, remaining calm, not wanting to be disturbed by the sarcasm of her neighbors.

“Oh my god, Isaac.” Overnight, the garden had been filled with Moonlit Roses. Unlike regular roses, Moonlit Roses glowed under the moonlight – hence, their name. Werewolves often used them to express love, and because they were so unique, these flowers were also fairly expensive. To my knowledge, they cost at least a thousand dollars per bloom. And now I was staring at an entire garden filled with them, a breathtaking sea of velvet petals swaying gently in the breeze.

The roses which were worth 200 dollars per bouquet were sold at a price of 20 dollars per bouquet by Eliza. Coupled with the reporters' live streaming, there was suddenly a long queue of people in front of the entrance of Wushu Pavilion, grabbing for the roses. Alan, who was cleaning, came to Eliza. "Miss Wood, we are at too much of a loss!" "I've checked on the Internet. These roses are all freshly picked and they're worth a lot. We only sold them for 20 dollars per bouquet. Isn't that too much of a loss?!"