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AIR such as freezing in Adelweis Room, a room of hospitalization, the RS Fatmawati, South Jakarta. And, in the all-white bed, Novia lay frozen in the time it freezes well. He did not dare to count anymore how many times the clock in the room past the number twelve, the dying man who would pick her up.

Doctors had predicted he was staying about a month due to acute leukemia, and the only one of which he was waiting for her lover is a blue rose. Yes, roses are blue. Instead of red or white roses. And, just a flower, not a bunch or basket.

But, is there a blue rose? Her lover, Norhuda, actually not sure. He had seen was a red rose, white, or yellow. All three grow and blossom in his yard. But blue roses? He was not sure. Blue flowers he had seen only the moon orchids and carnations. And that's not exactly blue, but purple.

"Are you sure there is a blue rose, honey?"

"I'm sure. I've seen. "

"Not in a dream?"

"It's not. In a park. But, I forgot to park it. Flavor-it's in Jakarta. "

Norhuda silent. Doubt emanated from her eyes, and was captured by Novia.

"Look, honey. Do not hesitate. That's all I asked you, as a last request. Look with love. Novia trying to convince.

So, with love, departed Norhuda find a blue rose lover's request. He went straight to the city parks, and scour the entire corner. Not find it there, he also scour all the parks belong to the seller of ornamental plants and flower shop. In fact, he is also out of the village and residential complexes as well as real estate