Love flower

I love flower. Every people like the every flower. The flower is means to happiness. 

I said, “Yes! 
Why is this condition of the new flat? ”

The smile disappeared from the doorman's face. 
"What happened sir?"

"Hey ... the electric line is all gone!" 
Annoyance in my voice. 
"The fan is not turning, the lights are not on, the phone is not charging!"

"What did you say, sir?" 
The doorman seemed to fall from the sky.

"Didn't the previous tenant check everything after vacating the flat?"

"I don't think they've been checked ... sorry sir ..."

“Solve without apologizing. 
The truck with all the luggage has already left. 
My wife is pregnant. 
How can you stay here this summer? ”

"Sir, shall I bring a mechanic Dyka?"

"Is there a good mechanic here?"

"Yes, sir. 
Badi mechanic ". 
All the teeth of the doorman are out in laughter. 
“Very good mechanic sir! 
I will fix the current line in one hour ... "

“Okay! 
Bring him quick! ”

The doorman left. 
I slammed the door.

Walking in socks with empty socks. 
I have taken new rent. 
The area is good for living. 
No fuss. 
The noise of the car is low. 
Moving from one room to another. 
When I came to the masterbed room, I paused for a while!

I know this room! 
The incident happened in a room like this 10 years ago. 
Still vividly remembered! 
Blood splattered on the floor ... the corpse fell in a corner ...

No! 
You will not understand the story from here. 
I'd rather go back to that bus 12 years ago