Manik Bunga Novels & Stories

I didn't respond. "Perfect family, Perfect job. Perfect ways to get away with anything" I look her dead in her eyes and she glanced at me once before looking down and giving me beads and flowers to start the crowns.

Both manik and mukti burst into laughter. _________________________________

Slinking to the counter, I trained my eyes at Newman as he slowly turns to face me, holding a bouquet of hyacinth flowers. “This flowers, what do they mean?” His question surprised me, I observed him to see that he is bowing down on the flowers, a sad regretful emotion apparent in his eyes. “ It means, forgiveness. If you are asking for an apology, that’s the perfect flower to give.” Newman’s piercing gaze pinches my heart. I smiled at him but he did not return it back, his eyes narrowed at the collection of flowers before him, taking a pink camellia from the bunch, “And this flower?”

“By offering a flavor that is not just delicious, but meaningful. A flavor that connects us to the earth, to each other, to our own true selves.” He looked at the bunga telang flower in Bima’s hand. “That flower,” Kai explained, “while beautiful and balanced, holds a subtle, calming essence. It can be used to soothe, to gently bring one back to their senses. It’s not a weapon, but a balm. A way to counteract manufactured peace with genuine tranquility.” Riska was already analyzing the flower’s energy signature. “The calming properties are significant. It’s rich in anthocyanins, known for their antioxidant and potentially anti-inflammatory effects. It could indeed counteract a synthetic sedat

I replied, scratching the back of my head with a sheepish grin. “Hmm, ganon ba,” Manang said, pausing thoughtfully. After a moment, her face lit up. “Ah, I remember now! She once said she likes flowers—just like Doña Minerva did.” I smiled at the thought. So Sienna likes flowers too, huh? Of course she does—she’s practically one herself. “What kind of flower?” I asked quickly, already formulating a plan in my head. “Red roses. That’s what she said,” she replied warmly.

Manan are sleeping peacefully hugging each other. Suddenly Manik started seeing a girl who is shouting in pain for help..He saw a burning mansion and burned dead bodies..He started sweating..He sat up with a jerk..His eyes filled with tears..He got down from bed and went towards kitchen..He took kerosene can in his hands..He opened the cap and emptied it whole over him..He took lighter in his hands and closed his eyes..

Keeping my balance with difficulty, I sensed the gaze of the tall man whom I bumped onto. I did not waste time and apologized right away. It was my fault in the first place. “Sorry, Sir.” The man did not say anything. He just walked past me, therefore I didn’t see his face. It was only his broad shoulder which I had a glimpse on. From his lonely back, my eyes went to the bouquet of blue Pansy flowers in his hand. ‘That bouquet he’s holding is the bouquet I prepared in the shop. I am sure of it.’

The old man shook his head nodding in agreement after a slight giggle, the other applauded cheerfully To select two roses of deep red and one white, followed by two other yellows, to seal their bouquet with a black sapphire, which was attracted by its rare color. She extended her hand to that old man who was watching her movements and the expressions she made on her face when she wanted to buy a flower. "You have an artistic sense, beautiful , " another smile widened as her eyes widened at the intelligence of the man in front of her. To Trdv Bsraa is his field , leaving only to reply

someone at the back said loudly. "This girl Vinodna is dumb. Why did she give her a gift when already the talks of alcohol were going around?" asked Nazia confused. "Everything will be clear soon," said Nancy. Manisha sighed and walked towards the gift. She unwrapped it revealing a box to everyone. When she opened the box, everyone was surprised to see several roses inside it. Manisha sneezed loudly. Ria and Nancy smiled at each other. They turned to see Vinodna's reaction and as they expected Vinodna was furious at her friends. They already knew that Manisha was allergic to roses and yet they had bought some for her.