Chapter 23 Work, Work, Work !

When Jiah took Volca to her botanical garden, Volca was expecting something huge and really hard to do, afraid that she might not do well. But unfortunately, the botanical garden that Volca had zero idea about later realized is nothing but varieties of plants and flowers in different shapes, sizes and colours. Her job was simply to take care of them from morning 10 a.m. to evening 5 p.m. That was the working hours she was given since she will be travelling along with the boss lady.

"Hara, you have to rest, do not ever forget that alright?, don't stress yourself and work too hard, remember this is just to pass time and learn work for now until you get better, you must tell me very openly if there is anything you do not like here, so that I can help you with something else okay? And let me know the date of you check up day, we will go together, give my number to them as your guardian now, you need one," Jiah went on talking to Volca one day. "How old are you? You do not look more than 18, you must be an high schooler if am right, you can't have gone to college, " it reminded Volca suddenly of her school days and how dum it used to be messing around with other cultivators. She recalled her accommodation and about Aqua, and her heart ached inside to think of all of it.

"An sorry, I can't remember, " Volca lied.

"It is alright Hara, it will be fine, your date of birth in the ID says 17 now, so go with that age from now on.

Volca enjoyed her work at the garden. The only thing she had to do was add Fertilizers to plants she had never ever seen before water them, nurture them, keep the pests away and learn the plant names everyday and their living nature. Jiah borrowed her some of her old pair of jeans that fit Volca well and she started wearing them for work, since it felt comfortable whole traveling and while working in the mud and water often. She often went to help Nanna on the turnip field during her free times and off days in the garden. She didn't have to work during weekends.

The peonies, carnations, marigold the varieties of roses, cactus, croutons, mosses, anthuriums, dahlias, jasmines, bougainvilleas, hydrangeas, balsam, orchids, zenias, table roses, rain cloves, begonias, various bonsai, gardenia, grasses and hundreds of plants she still had no idea of mesmerised her every single day without fail, watching each of the flowers blooming, witnessing their beauty and birth, she took care of them like her own babies. She loved enjoying the morning mist and the water droplets on the leaves she would come across every morning, she enjoyed the showers of rain and how cold the weather would get sometimes. She slowly started forgetting about her true self not trying to cultivate anymore she got busy every day with her new work and life. She did not feel tired or exhausted even if she worked extra time but Jiah would force her to stop and return back home sometimes by getting her on a bus or by driving back in the scooter herself.