Anthony was silent for a mont, and I wondered if I had said too much or if I had made him suddenly uncomfortable. Just when I had started to regret my words, Anthony smiled at and nodded his head slightly a couple of tis as if in agreent.
“Dahlia is indeed a beautiful na,” he comnted casually.
“Really? Sotis I think that it sounds quite outdated,” I replied as I tried to sound natural.
“If that’s the case, have you asked your parents for a nickna?” Anthony asked with a hint of suggestion in his tone.
“I’m not so sure...” I replied hesitantly because I wasn’t sure if that was a good idea at all.
The idea of asking my parents for a nickna never occurred to before, and I didn’t think that they would give one simply because I demanded it. On top of that, I had always thought that the concept of a nickna was to show adoration to the owner of the na.
“Dahlia, what about Leya? It’s like saying the second syllable of your na very slowly. Leya,” Anthony suggested with a thoughtful look on his face as if he was pondering a couple of options.
“Leya? I like the sound of that,” I said with widened eyes as if I had just discovered a new side of myself.
...
“Where did you disappear for so long?” Diana asked in a snappy tone as she squinted her eyes at .
“I was just taking a walk in the garden,” I replied while leaving out the fact that I had t up with Anthony.
“What is so interesting in the garden? Don’t you get bored just walking around the garden?” Diana asked as she waved her hands dismissively as if she didn’t actually want to hear my reply.
“I’m sorry. I thought that you were enjoying yourself and the party,” I replied while hinting at the fact that I thought that she didn’t need around.
“This is also your birthday party so you at least need to be present,” Diana reminded .
I was about to offer her another round of apology when her attention seed to have shifted to sothing else.
“What are you holding in your hands?” Diana asked as she pointed to the flower pot that I was holding.
“It’s a flower plant,” I replied while not quite sure what kind of answer she was expecting.
“Oh yes, I can see that. But why are you holding a flower pot in your hands?” She asked as she bent down slightly to take a closer look at the flower.
“Well...” I murmured as I wondered what I should tell her.
“Are these Dahlia flowers?” She asked with a smile.
“Yes,” I replied while my mind rapidly worked to think of an explanation.
I wondered if it would be all right to tell Diana the truth that Anthony had given these flowers.
“Where is Anthony?” I asked as I looked around.
I was certain that Anthony had returned to the party before , but I couldn’t see him anywhere inside the venue.
“He went ho already after telling a very quick goodbye. He said that he had sothing urgent to do, so I let him go,” Diana replied.
“Oh, is that so...” I mumbled as I returned my full attention to my sister.
“Actually, I t Anthony in the garden and he gave this,” I decided to confess to my sister.
“He gave you a pot of flowers?” My sister asked with an incredulous look on her face.
“Is that strange?” I asked the first question that ca to mind. I had also wondered what Anthony was thinking when he ca to give these flowers.
“Let’s not talk here,” my sister whispered to as her eyes darted from side to side.
That was when I realized that many people were staring at us, and I wondered if they were listening in on our conversation. Diana dragged after her into a private room before we resud our conversation.
“I think he just gave it to randomly on a whim,” I said before my sister would start getting any weird ideas.
“I have to say that I did not expect him to give anyone a gift like this, to be honest,” she said as she continued eyeing the flower pot as if she had never seen sothing like it before.
“I guess it’s a little unusual?” I murmured questioningly.
“Well, it definitely is different from all the gifts that we used to receive from him. I an, he would always make sure to give us sothing on the luxurious and expensive side, because even if we didn’t like it, we would still appreciate it to a certain degree,” Diana explained.
All I could do was nod my head a couple of tis as I wondered what point she was trying to make.
“This gift is truly different, and if you ask , I think that it is much better than the gifts that he had given us before. At least, this gift seems to have co with a personal touch and good intentions,” Diana said before she smiled brightly.
I didn’t know why Anthony would give a gift with a personal touch like this just as Diana had claid.
“I think he just got this on a whim because it just happens to match my na,” I replied with a shrug of my shoulders as I reminded myself not to read too much into it.
“Do you honestly think that he would randomly carry a flowerpot with him to a birthday party on a whim?” my sister asked sarcastically before rolling her eyes upwards.
“Diana, what do you think about having a nickna? I like to call you Diana sotis but I don’t have a nickna of my own,” I said a little hesitantly as I wondered how I could bring this topic up without my suspicion.
“What’s this about so suddenly?” Diana asked with a slightly suspicious look on her face.
“Well, I was just thinking that it might be cute if I had a pet na too,” I replied.
–To be continued...
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