Long, long, long time ago, in Rosemont town, there was little girl named Risa. She was very loved flower. Everyday, when she went to Uncle’s farm, Risa always passing florist. When she looked in the window, Risa want to buy one and plant it, but she didn’t have money.
One day, Filla, florist owners got mad. Because in her flower field growed single black flower.
”This was horrible, in my greatest garden was grew a ugly creature. It made my garden looks like a weird thing.”
Without doubting, Filla pull the flower and throw it over the fence.
”You’ll make me can’t be rich. I’m the best and the wealthiest gardener in this town. I won’t you destroy my title.”
Risa saw the flower. She though that it wasn’t so bad. Moreover, its was beautiful. After Filla entered the house, Risa took the black flower.
”I’ll take care of you, now your name is Black Chamomile.”
Risa planted Black Chamomile in her back yard. Everyday, Risa gave water Black Chamomile with tenderness. She was very patient waiting Black Chamomile grown.
”Black Chamomile, now you look more life.”
One Sunday morning, Risa woke up and opened the window. She was surprised. Her little Black Chamomile became giant. Risa run to her backyard. At that time too, the fist petal opened. From central flower fell so much black pearl. When all petals opened, little fairy appear and said to Risa.
”Indeed, it was your triumphal, who’s care, she will get the back. This victory without handicap.”
After that incident, Risa became the richest person in Rosemont. But she wasn’t arrogant. And when Filla heard the news, she was angry, cry, and became crazy.
Now, Risa had her own florist named ”Black Chamomile.”
© composed by Nadia Rasyida 竜介
