Orchid flower

Sara POV

"He's my boss, Mama. Do you recall our last meeting where I told you about my job?" I asked her to force her memory to recall what I said.

"Oh yes, I remember you telling me that you got a job in a very big company, where your boss is very good and takes care of all your needs." I felt a sense of relief when she confirmed my story.

My mother is a heart patient, so I don't want to make her stressed about anything.

"So you're her boss, then?" She motioned for him to take a seat on the stool beside her.

"This is for you, Aunty."

"Thank you."

He gave her the bouquet he had picked out just for her.

"Oh, orchid flowers." She smiled as soon as she caught a whiff of the bouquet's aroma.

"Aunty, do you like it?" He never spoke to anyone so courteously, in my opinion. His tone sounds extra sweet when he is talking to my mom.

"Yes, orchid flowers are my favorites. Sara, do you recall how your father used to always surprise me with flowers on our anniversary?" Her nose found the