
“Are you really not busy? I'm not interrupting your work, am I?”
Leon who was driving his car smiled at the question posed by Alesia.
“What question is it dear? You are rich as anyone. Whatever I do to you. Don't think strange. Okay?”
Alesia laughed softly. Alesia knows how busy Leon is every day. So alesia asked directly. Alesia did not want to take leon's work time just to accompany him to meet the mother yati this afternoon.
“But.. I can know why you arrived and asked for a meeting at the parlor? Though usually you go alone the same sir no. This really spoiled tumben again asked in the handsome husband.”
Alesia smiled amusedly with the words of the handsome husband who was thrown by Leon at the end he said.
“You are a little amnesia can be narcissistic anyway brother.”
Leon smile. I don't know, Leon himself was confused by himself. In his play Leon can be so frontal to be himself.
“So I really want someone to talk to you sister.. It's about rasya who received a check from a person named bram with quite a lot of value.”
Leon frowning.
“Bram? Meaning mr bramono?”
Alesia fell silent. The names bram and bramono were the same in the beginning. But from yesterday Alesia never thought until then.
“Not really rich, brother.. Rasya said that om bram was his friend. So said mother yati.”
“So where is the problem?” Leon was confused. Because according to Leon it is natural that orphanages receive donations from people who are enough in everything about the material.
“Yes that matter is the way that guy sis. Usually people who want to provide compensation always come alone directly to meet the mother.. But he's not. He left the check to Rasha. Strange as hell?”
Leon nodded his head.
“Yes have been positive thinking, maybe the person is still busy and there is no time to come.”
“I also think so brother. But mother seemed very worried and unsettled. Yes brother knows alone today crime is various ways.”
“Iya also anyway..”
Alesia smiled then turned her gaze to the street they were walking on. The thought of alesia arrived centered on the name of bram and bramono are indeed the same.
Is he maybe the one? But for what? And what does that mean? How did he get to know Rasha?
Leon's car arrived right in the spacious courtyard of the orphanage where many children were playing. Leon smiled looking at the carefree-looking child without any burden. They laughed so happily together.
“Kak.. I first well.”
Leon looked at his wife.
“Bareng aja darling.” Said.
“Loh, keep the toys you buy for them how?” Alesia asked confusedly.
Alesia thought Leon wanted to hand out a variety of toys that she had already bought on her way home from the company to pick her up.
“We will share the same. I also want to know what the truth is.” Leon's smile answered.
“Ya. Yuk?”
Leon and Alesia get off the car together. They smiled when the child who was playing was immediately turned and welcomed the cheerful arrival.
Not wanting to waste time her husband alesia immediately invited Leon to meet the mother yati. But when Leon and alesia stepped a 4-year-old child crying asking to come with Leon. Because it was not heart leon finally carried the little boy to participate with him and alesia to the room of the mother yati.
“Udah do not cry dong.. Om I'm sorry.. Didn't know that bela wanted to come.”
Alesia smiled hearing leon who was calming down the martial arts in her carry. Alesia never knew that her husband was a man who liked children very much. Alesia only knew now precisely after leon had half amnesia.
Alesia opened the door of the mother yati room with leon behind her. There is already rasya and mother yati who are waiting for the arrival and leon.
Alesia immediately approached the mother yati following leon.
“Loh bela why? How to cry?” Ask mother yati confused when she found bela crying in leon's sling.
“Oh it.. Bela nangis because I want to come with my mother.. So I just carry it here. No papa, right?”
Mother yati shook her head with a smile on her lips. Bela is indeed a pretty whiny toddler.
“Should be the mother who apologizes to you.. You have to carry bela nak leon.”
“Ngak papa.. His name is also a child.” Leon's smile on mother yati.
Alesia glanced at rasya who was just silent by bowing her head. The 15-year-old looked confused at his place.
Alesia smiled then approached and sat herself right next to Rasya.
“Hy rasha.” Sapa alesia smiled sweetly looking at rasya who was beside her.
Rasya raised his head then turned his head to look at the alesia who was smiling at him.
“So I'm not lying.. The check was from my friend.. His name is bram.. He knows mom too.. He also said his girlfriend once lived in this orphanage.”.
Rasya looked at alesia with a sad look. The teenager tried to explain what was true to alesia.
Alesia smiled then gently rubbed her sister.
“Iya.. I believe you are the same.. But brother can know not om bram temen you what kind of person?”
Rasya was silent for a moment like he was remembering how his om bram looked.
“He's handsome, tall, and haired cepak.” The answer.
Alesia looked at the mother yati who was just silent as well as leon who positioned himself beside alesia with martial in his lap.
“He also came to high school. He asked rasya to escort him to the principal's room.”
Alesia.
“He's one of the student guardians of your friend?” Ask alesia.
Rasya shook his head.
“Then about that rasya do not know brother. But rasya sure kak om bram a good person.”
Alesia looked again at mother yati and then turned to leon.
Is that guy really Mr bramono?
Alesia then reached into her tote bag and looked for a photo bramono that had been silent alesia took while bramono was arguing with santi in front of the hospital.
“Rasia.. What om bram you mean is he?”
Alesia asked as she gave her phone to rasya showing photo bramono to the handsome teenager.
Rasya stared at the screen and was shocked. Rasya did not expect that alesia also knew bramono.
“So I know him too?” He looked at Alesia in disbelief.
Alesia smiled.
“Yes, he is also one of kak leon's business partners.” Alesia answered, of course, lying.
Leon rounded his eyes to hear that. How could his wife say such an unlikely thing.