The Flowers Novels & Stories

Galit na turo nito sa unahan. My jaw dropped when my gaze landed on an array of beautiful flowers. Fresh and in all kinds of blacks. From Ecuadorian roses, tulips, lilies, and peonies to hellebores–it's all laid perfectly on the table. Kinusot ko ang mga mata. The scent that attacked my nose and then filled my senses to the brim tells me this is all but true. Holy!

HumaIik siya kay tita at sunod ay sakin. Hinila na ako ni tita papunta sa garden at pinakita niya sakin yung bulaklak. I don’t know anong klaseng bulaklak yun pero malaki siya. “Do you know what flower is this, Rida?” “Hindi po tita.” “This is Rose Mallow. They believe that this flower symbolizes of delicate beauty and great beginnings.” Na-amaze ako sa sinabi niya. Habang matagal ko siyang nakakasama, napapatanong ako sa sarili ko kung ano siya noon.

She also made special baked macaroni. She was almost done when there was someone knocked in front of her door and rang the doorbell. Sinilip iyon ni Devi sa malaking high tech monitor niya na nasa sala. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw Hugo with a bouquet of simple Gypsophila Paniculata commonly called Baby's Breath flowers. Hugo beautifully holds it in his arm. Baby's Breath often represents sincerity, purity, and love in many forms. Also, that flower is a symbol of everlasting love.

Or is keeping her by my side be the worst decision I would ever come to? Pagkalabas ko sa banyo ay nakadamit na ako. I don't want to sexually assault her again. I disgust myself. I peeked at her and saw her eating the chocolates while she threw the reversible octopus on the floor and beside the octopus was the small bouquet of daisies. Mukhang inapak-apakan n'ya 'to. She likes daisies more than roses. So this is how much she hates me... To the point of trashing the things important to her just to scorn me.

The flower shop smelled like spring. The sweet fragrance lingered in the air, mixing with the soft instrumental music playing from hidden speakers overhead. Dapat nakaka-relax kapag ganiyan diba? Kasi peaceful at nakakagaan ng mental health pero hindi ganon ang nangyari kay Adrian. Adrian had spent the last fifteen minutes standing in front of a display of flowers, completely overthinking every bouquet in sight. The elderly florist watching him from behind the counter was probably wondering why a grown man looked more nervous buying flowers than attending a business meeting.

Hindi agad nakapagsalita si Xayvier, tila isinisiksik pa nito sa kokote ang sinasabi ng matanda hanggang sa ibalik niya ang hawak na sunflower at tulips. "Ate, pakisama na rin po ang lily of the valley. Puwede po bang ipaayos sa isang bouquet na simple pero nakakaaliw tignan?" "Aba'y syempre! Natural! Ako pa ba? Dito na ako kilala sa mga customer kong nagpapa-gawa ng ‘bulaklak ng loob’ kumbaga. Antayin mo lang ha, anak, mga limang minuto lang ito at tapos na agad!" Masayang sagot ng matanda habang nag-ayos.

Ito na yata ang pinaka totoo kong ngiti sa araw na ito. "That's a Poet's narcissus or known as Pheasant's eye. It's a late flower specific to daffodils that we see in springtime. That flower represents rebirth and new beginnings but for me, it means begin again. That's a special kind of flower madam but since it holds a deep meaning, it is a rare item that not everyone knows of. It is also a bit expensive unlike the others. But that could be arranged, would you love to have some ma'am?" Tumingin sakin ang babae at nakangiting tumango. Pagkaalis ng babae dala-dala ang nabiling bulaklak na binili ay siyang dating ng dalawang lalaki papasok. The door chimes upon entering the shop.

Basta nga iniwan ang daddy at Tita Recy, para lumapit sa akin kaya natawa ako kahit hirap dahil katatapos lang manganak. Sumunod si daddy. Kumibot-kibot ang labi ko dahil mayroon siyang dalang flower bouquet. Ang isa ay lahat white rose at ang isa naman na bouquet ay isa mga gusto ko na flower. Combination ng sunflower at light pink carnation. May naalala ako sa flower na ito.

“Wala. Weird lang.” “Bakit?” “Bakit dalawang bouquet?” Napaisip si Elise. “Baka gusto lang niya.” “Possible. Pero magkaibang-magkaiba kasi.” Lumapit si Elise sa blue and white bouquet. “Anong flowers nga ba ’to?” Nag-video call sila para maipakita niya kay Belle. Ilang sandali itong tumingin. “Hydrangea yata ’yung blue. Tapos lisianthus ’yung white.”

Mahirap mamili lalo na’t sobrang ganda ng mga bulaklak na naka-display. “Ano pong sa atin, Ma’am?” Napatingin ako sa nagsalita at pilit na ngumiti. “Just looking for flowers.” “Sino po ang pagbibigyan nila? Marami po kaming suggestions,” nakangiti nitong tugon. “Love, how about this one?” turo ni Finn sa isang kulay dilaw na tulips. Napatingin ako roon at bumuntong hininga.