A Bouquet of 89 Flowers

by Grace Nathania

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Edited by me

A golden glow spread across the sky as the sun chased the night sky away. Birds sang a song beautifully and the warmth of the morning greeted my day. I woke up and directly took a bath. I whistled as long as I was in the shower. It was because that day was valentine day and I had an appointment to go out with my boyfriend.

I got ready by wearing my favorite dress and I combed my hair neatly. I was waiting in the living room when suddenly I heard a sound of a car horn which I knew that my boyfriend had come. I also heard he knocked the door and I came outside. I could tell he was my boyfriend by smelling his smell and hearing his voice. He grabbed my hand to take me into his car. I touched his face and smiled. I did not know where we would go but I believed he would give me a special thing.

Maybe it took around 30 minutes until the car stopped. I asked him where we were but he kept silent. He opened the door for me and he grabbed my hand. He asked me to wait at somewhere I did not know. He left me for some minutes but I could hear he was out from a shop. He grabbed my hand again to guide me to another place.

We sat on a bench in the garden. I knew we were in the garden because wind blew my hair and there were very noisy. Suddenly he grabbed my hands. gave me a bouquet of flowers and said that he loved me to the infinity and beyond. Carefully I counted how many flowers in the bouquet. I was really confused when I had finished counting because there were only 89 flowers. I asked him why 89 flowers, why not 100 flowers. He answered me calmly that 8 symbolized his eyes which would always replace my eyes and 9 symbolized my ears which would always replace his ear. Tears welled up on my eyes as I heard his answer.

I was so happy that I could not help thinking that I was the luckiest girl in the world to have such a sweet boyfriend. He was not only sweet but also really understanding. A bouquet of 89 flowers was the best bouquet I had ever got in my life. Indeed at first I had not realized 89 having such a meaningful meaning. I am blind but he is not blind so that his eyes will always be my eyes and he is deaf but I am not deaf so that my ears will always be his ears.