The Passion of the Segara
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WIDOW BOLONG IS NO LONGER TRENDING

Footage Chapter #01. The Early Introduction of a Story

"Flowers .. flowers .. flowers .... "

"Deed, Mom! Flowers, Ma'am!"

A handsome young man with thousands of perfect allure, standing next to an open tub car and busy peddling various types of ornamental plants that he sells. That day he held his field on the side of the road, in front of a traditional market in his hometown.

The day is getting day by day. The sun is shining on the universe. The previously crowded market gradually began to quiet down. The young ornamental plant seller wiped the sweat dripping on his forehead. Plane shirt patterned checkered and gray in the middle of the wear, also looks a little wet with sweat.

The young man then took off the hat he used to wear upside down from the top of his head, and wagged the hat on his face, to reduce the hot air that whack in the morning before noon.

"Here this afternoon, none of these flowers have been sold." The man grumbled with his tired-looking face.

"If these flowers don't sell, where should I find money? Mom would be mad if I came home with no results." Sipping a bottle of mineral water, the man let out a long sigh.

In recent months, ornamental plant enthusiasts are not like they used to be. Along with the decline in public interest in ornamental plants, the decrease in income obtained by village youth named Cakrawala Semesta.

'Wala' like that people used to call him. Losing jobs due to the pandemic hit the world, Wala switched professions as a traveling ornamental plant seller. In that market, every morning he used to open a stall on top of his open tub car.

At the beginning of the pandemic, many people who fill the time at home just by caring for various types of ornamental plants. It could be said, it was Wala's heyday. Almost every day the field is never empty. Buyers, mostly women and mothers, are always looking forward to its presence in that market.

Although it looks very simple, but Wala has a very beautiful face. That is what makes many women so idolized.

But now everything is no longer the same. The types of ornamental plants that had become a trend and fantastic value, even no longer sold. Ornamental plants that had previously been viral and predicted to be worth as much as one unit of a low MPV category car made in Japan, is now no longer trending.

"Today, what flowers, Bang?"

Wala widened her smile, when a woman suddenly approached her field and was seen paying attention to ornamental plants in her car tub.

"Eh, Ms Rida .. What is the tumben, Ma'am?" Wala greeted the woman with a friendly smile, because she used to be one of the subscriptions who used to buy ornamental plants from her.

"Yes, Bang. It's been a few months rain has not fallen, my houseplants withered and all died. Understandably, without watering, the ground must be arid and the plant does not grow perfectly, like I am now, Bang," said the woman named Rida with a flirtatious smile, as if teasing Wala.

Wala just smiled thinly and turned away from the naughty look of the beautiful woman with dimples on her cheeks. The ambiguous speech of the young mother who already has a child is also very easily understood by Wala.

Understandably, Rida has lived almost three years away from her husband who is a cruise ship worker and only comes home once every eight months. Therefore, you could say Rida is a jablay woman without the presence of her husband with her. Not infrequently Wala felt uncomfortable with the strange behavior of Rida towards him, which seemed to always want to attract his attention.

"Oh yes, today I brought many types of plants. Ms. Rida, just choose which one." Wala quickly diverted all from Rida.

"There is aglaonema, caladium, adenium, paris lily, puring, monstera .. anyway today all there is, Ma'am," continued Wala while pointing to all ornamental plants from the car tub and promoting her wares.

"Well, aren't there any miana, Bang?" rida asked again, but her gaze never turned away from Wala's face. All of that certainly makes Wala become misbehavior.

"Oh there, Ma'am. There are miana types of red velvet, rainbow, pandan sponge, pineapple sponge ..."

"Ihh, Bang Wala sells flowers what sells cakes anyway, Bang?" kekeh Rida while continuing to show her flirtatious smile, looked at the handsome man's face before her.

"Yes ... flowers dong, Ma'am." Wala lowered her head and blushed in embarrassment.

"If a flower whose leaves are wavy and can thrill my heart, there is no, Bang?" Rida asks ambiguously again and looks increasingly installment.

"Ohh, anthurium waves of love mean, Ma'am? Today I happened to not bring it. If you want to bring it tomorrow." Wala still answered the professional did not respond too much to Rida who seemed to be more courageous to tease him.

"Well I have monstera adansonii, ma'am. This plant has only seven leaves, is young and grows very fertile." Without further ado, Wala again promoted the goods, while taking a polybag containing a plant with perforated leaves and aesthetic.

Wala chuckled, but still did not want to respond to Rida's joke.

"Bang Wala, how are you so handsome?" Rida again asked and increasingly blatantly stained the extremely dazzling young man in her eyes.

"When you were a child, Mean Ratna gave you what immunization, how could the gedenya as handsome and handsome as this?" he continued to look at Wala's face with a gaze full of hidden desire.

"Imunization of measles and rabies vaccine, Ma'am," said Wala Slengean.

"Aihh, Bang Wala can be aja," said Rida cengengesan and Wala just flicked the tip of his lips to respond.

At the time Rida was still busy choosing flowers, from a distance seemed a premium hatchback approaching and passing slowly, right in front of Wala selling position at that time.

"Wah .. whose car is it? Tumben there's a luxury car like that passing on this village road?" Wala muttered and was amazed to see the black luxury car, passing right in front of him. However, just a few meters apart, suddenly the car stopped and the reverse lights in the car were also seen lit.

Wala frowned, because the car was now stopped right in front of the sales pitch and the steering wheel door was also wide open.

Wala gaped when the first sight was a foot-level wearing high heels in silver coming down from the car. A woman with long dark brown hair and wearing sunglasses got out of the car and walked closer to Wala.

"Excuse me.. Can I ask a question?" The woman smiled kindly and directly asked Wala.

Just like Wala, Rida who was previously busy choosing ornamental plants, suddenly stared at the woman without blinking. In addition to the very beautiful charming face, the woman also looks friendly and asks very politely.

"I'm looking for this address. Is it far from here?" Seeing Wala and Rida not answering, but just looking at her with her mouth open, the woman repeated asking while showing a business card in front of Wala.

Without giving Wala a chance to take the business card from the woman's hand, Rida rushed to snatch it first.

"Oh, Cempaka Floria Foundation. I know, Ma'am!" exclaim Rida after reading what is listed on the business card.

"Yes, right, Ma'am." The woman nodded.

"The address is not far from here, Ma'am. Stay straight, crossroads ahead there turn right. Well ... later meet the banana garden on the right side of the road there is an alley. You just go in that little alley." Rida explained the address the woman was looking for.

Of course it was very easy for him to explain everything, because in that village everyone must know about the Cempaka Floria Foundation. A social foundation founded by a Dutch man named Elliot Gerlach.

Cempaka Floria Foundation is a foundation that is ready to help children drop out of school to be able to continue learning and provide additional skills training for housewives in the village, so that it can improve the standard of living and the economy there.

Who does not know Elliot Gerlach. The elderly Bule was already like a hero in the village. He is a person who is very concerned about the villagers will be difficult to get education and better jobs, especially in the prolonged pandemic.

"Who is this mom? Tumben I saw in this village?" sela Wala, connecting the explanation from Rida about the address of the foundation.

"Oh, meet me Zinnia, Bang. I am the wife of the late Mr. Elliot founder of the Cempaka Floria Foundation. After Mr. Elliot died, from now on, I will take care of the foundation" said the woman who claimed to be named Zinnia, while removing her sunglasses and sticking her hands to shake Wala.

"I'm Wala, Ma'am." Wala shook Zinnia's hand and smiled sweetly at him.

Wala's heart was pounding, as the gaze of her eyes and the woman's eyes met. Wala was very fascinated by the beauty of Zinnia who was like an angel, had just come down from kahyangan. Unknowingly, Wala's hand and Zinnia's hand held each other for quite a while.

"Hmm .. beautiful is Mr. Elliot's widow," the inner Wala chuckled in admiration.

The same admiration also appeared on Zinnia's face. The handsome and masculine parasites of a Wala, make it very amazed and like very comfortable to look at, even though the appearance of the man looks very simple.

"I'm Rida, Ma'am." Rida who was not happy to see the way Wala and Zinnia looked at each other, rushed to interject and grabbed Zinnia's hand to get out of Wala's hand.

"Well, thank you very much for the information, Ms. Rida. Excuse me," Zinnia concluded and immediately returned to his car to get to the address he was looking for.

So fascinated, Wala's mouth continues to gap. Until the car driven by Zinnia was no longer visible, he was still dumbstruck staring at the end of the road.

"Ushh, until you pay attention to the woman, Bang! Look, your ilermu netes!" Rida snorted in annoyance and patted her hands before Wala, thus awakening Wala from her reverie of admiration.

"Well, yeah, Mommy. So ... which flowers to buy?" wala asked nervously and immediately diverted back to her sale item.

Rida just smiled wryly. "Not buy it, Bang. Next time!" the thrill while passing just like that from the ornamental plant yard owned by Wala.

Wala just shook her head looking at Rida's behavior. From the beginning he had guessed, if the woman approached the field was not to buy flowers from him, but just wanted to tease him.