It's been a week since I met that arrogant man who called me a liar and a cheater. A week but the effect when he told me is still here and I still can't forget. I know I shouldn't pay attention to it because as he said I judged him so he retaliated against me.

But what I don’t know is why for me there is truth to what he said. Not because of the liar and deceiver, but because the writers are cowardly and hide in words and letters. Because I feel like that’s what I do every time I write. To hide behind the stories I wrote.

I peeked out the window so I could just look outside when I saw mama talking to her flowers while smiling and nodding. She really thought her flowers were responding to her. Her flowers are facing my window and I feel like they greet me good morning but instead of being happy, I get even more annoyed when I think about it.

Because for me, they look at me to annoy me. I feel like my mom really meant to plant them to annoy me every day. He knows I hate flowers so he does this to me. I just closed the window and went back to bed and thought about some things.

When a horrible scene suddenly came to my mind and I laughed and immediately stood up. I opened the window again and then peeked at mama's plants. If my plan goes well, mama will surely mourn. And her plants will vanish like bubbles.

I adjusted myself first before going down. Must be presentable when committing a crime. It needs to be fixed so that it is not obvious that I am planning something bad or that you are the suspect. It's only now that I'm smiling at my success in case my plan comes true.

I calmly went down then went to the kitchen and went straight to the comfort room to take someone from there. When I got what I was looking for, I just smiled. I started my plan and I went through the backdoor to mama's mini garden. I hid behind what I took in the bathroom and watched mama leave.

'Later all of them will die. Those ugly smiles will look like smiles of disaster when you drink the poison of death. Let me see what you will look like when you all wither.'

I waited for a while and I saw mama get up and enter the main door so I immediately walked towards the vase. I looked around first to make sure there was really no one. When I was sure there was none I immediately waved a bottle of Clorox in front of the flowers while smiling. I laugh because I feel like the annoying flowers before as if the children are now taking pity on me. It was as if they were bent over and seemed to be crying and asking for help.

I want to laugh at what I see. They look hopeless in my eyes.

"What are you now you swindlers?" I whispered to the flowers with a wide smile.

I was about to open the bottle when suddenly someone appeared behind me and I also jumped.

"What are you doing?" I quickly hid the bottle of Clorox behind me and then turned to the one who spoke. The asshole who hadn't put me to sleep in a week is now in front of me so I gave him a bad look. "I'm asking you what are you doing?" he repeated.

Did he see what I was holding? And what is he doing here in mama's garden? So as not to notice that I was planning something bad, I scolded him.

"What do you care about what I am planning to do?" I asked him back. "This is our house so you have no right to ask me what I do in my own house. You, what are you doing here in our house, you're planning to steal?” I scolded him as I gave him my cursed face.

"It's really natural for you to be judgmental, isn't it?" he also asked me. “You thought I didn't see what was behind you. You are hiding Clorox and you plan to pour it on your mother’s plant.” I was speechless at what he said. Does that mean he actually saw it?

"You know what I'm holding, so why did you ask?" He was shaken by what I said. "Then no one will believe you if you report what you saw, so leave before I shout that there is a thief here and my dad will call the police." I threatened him while waiting for him to leave.

“Then shout. Do you want me to shout with you? ” He challenged me. So I was even more disgusted.

A little silence as if an angel had passed by. I saw his smile and then I noticed that he had a dimple. This man is quite old which I think is ten years older than me but not obvious in his looks. Well, I don't care about him because he's not important. I just noticed how close he was to me.

"What now?" he asked me. "We can shout together so we're both happy," he added.

"Oh Jr., you're already there, how long have you been here?" I saw mama come out and she was carrying a vase. The arrogant smiled at me before facing mama.

"No, just now I come and bring the vase that mama gives you." Then I noticed that he was carrying a vase. He smiled at me before approaching mama so I raised an eyebrow at him.

"Oh is that is? This is also the vase that I will replace with your mother's vase. I went out because I thought she is the one who come, but, it was you. Please say thanks to her,” mama said.

The asshole nodded to mama as a sign of agreement and respect and then lowered what he was carrying to take what mama had handed him.

"I will go now," He said goodbye to mama when he got the vase he needed.

"Have a snack first." Mom's offer to him.

"No thanks and I'm still full." He refused so I secretly rejoiced. It's a good thing that he refuses. But before he left, he whispered to me. "You owe me, Hija, I'll charge you and just wait." The animal that though he is very handsome even winked. It looks like a monkey.

The asshole has left and mama goes inside. I know that if he had complained to mama earlier, I would definitely have been scolded. Because she will definitely believe in that asshole especially when I still have Clorox in my hand. He especially knew I was mad at flowers.

"Oh Mia, what are you doing there?" mama asked me when she noticed me not going inside.

"To inhale the fresh air, why is it not allowed in your garden?" I turned around so that mama wouldn't see what was hidden behind me. As I turned around, the flowers were exposed to me as if they were happily sticking out their tongue on me and saying that my plan for them was a failure. They are like children dancing disco and teasing.

‘Just have fun and your time is coming.’