Being a Mother to Your Child
Chapters 141. City J, I'm back
Chapters 141. City J, I'm back
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Jonathan
He smiled - smiling all by himself as he climbed the escalator to the second floor, where the waiting room was. There is a sense of hopeless when hearing a little story about Denok's life that is not easy. Making it take the initiative gives something useful, without having to show it directly.
I don't know, Jonathan doesn't know for sure because he did it. Is this really just pure pity? Or is it more than that?
The alibi about buying his mother something earlier, was actually a spontaneous idea that suddenly sparked when he already did not have time to say goodbye to the extreme woman.
He knows, Denok works like that because of the urgency of the situation. He also does not want to rush to convict someone with just a glance.
Like durian, the outside is sharp and thorny, but has a sweet fruit that is liked by many people. While guava that looks smooth and clean, not in the guts inside contains rotten maggots.
That's how Jonathan meant Denok. What he had seen so far, made him able to deduce if the virtue could be done in various versions. It doesn't have to be this, it doesn't have to be that. Everyone can do it his way.
Jonathan felt, Denok is a woman who would definitely refuse his gift raw, especially those who rarely communicate normally.
" It's a long time, where?" Jodhi returned when the other family was already sitting on the plane. Surprised him.
" Oh, I forgot to say hello to Putu Pak. So ..I'm back!" Jonathan replied.
Jodhi narrowed her eyes full of probing, was that really what her assistant said? Or is there something hidden that he doesn't know?
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Denotement
Two objects belonging to the Jojon who was in his lap now attached he looked at. A white handkerchief bearing the words Jonathan Alexander was neatly embroidered at the end.
" Your name is cool Jon. I think the name of the inventor of the telephone!" Denok giggled and made the online taxi driver in front of him squinting to hear his own whiny customers.
Denok grabbed the handkerchief and sipped on it, "Hemmm, how does Jojon smell?" For some reason, Denok smiled to remember that he and Jonathan often clash their mouths.
Making Denok now felt a sudden loss made his heart quiet.
" Sekaya what the hell are you Jon? A handkerchief is named after my mother's plate!" The tekrikik.
" When in the village, I used to have to intercept (wait) the patriarch at his name!" The woman chuckled to herself.
Again, the driver further sharpened his gaze when staring at Denok, from the reflection of the rear vision mirror in front of him.
" Iki's sane opo ora to jane? (what's healthy really?" The driver shuddered in horror.
Hanging a beautiful bracelet rose gold color Jonathan gave into the air. He looked at the expensive thing with a smile.
" Sultan you Jon. This stuff you love people for free. Huh, yeah. Mending I simple. Who knows if I'll suddenly kiss (poor), I can send him to the pawnshop!" He said again while inserting the precious object with giggles.
Making the driver was getting faster stepping on the accelerator, because he began to fear the passengers he was carrying.
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Latitudinal
It was like Dejavu. Once, when he was a child, he was with his parents on a plane to fly to a city with a vacation agenda.
Of course it became a sweet memory, which was recorded clearly in the brain Latitude until this moment.
" Good day, please put the baby in the ice when yes Mom!" said the flight attendant with an awake hospitality.
The seat configuration of the CRJ 1000 aircraft consists of two seats on the right and left sides. In one row, there are four seats.
Abhimanyu sat next to Andhira and was on the same row. While Danuja was on the Latitude bench, who was in the second row next to Bu Yanti who refused to sit by the window for fear. And, the two men were sitting on the right row.
" Oh, good mbak. Lin, let me just hold Danuja. You let it be with Bu Yanti!" Said Jodhi to see Bu Yanti who was pale because nervous.
Lintang nodded as Jodhi's burly hand took over his flesh and blood, for he was on the bench. Pity if you have to change - change the sitting position, considering they will soon take off.
Abhimanyu and Dhira could only stare at each other. They are happy because their nephew, now looks not upset song. With Rania and Bastian. The two men also seemed to be unceasingly grateful, for what Jodhi received.
Latitude is silent, while diligently staring at the interaction of Danuja and Jodhi who look cool. Danuja can even obey and be silent, when on the bench by the man she had avoided.
" Buk, I'm leaving. May this be my right decision for Danuja's happiness!" Inner Latitude turns to the side of the window, while the plane presents a pseudo-motion, when speeding up and about to take off.
Latitude tears trickled as his eyes closed, as the plane began to rise to its proper height.
" City J, I'm coming back!"
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Galeful
In this second pregnancy, Galuh increasingly looks more contained and of course beautiful. He now brings with him Citra, also Angga who is now on the bench by Galuh.
Yes, they are now on their way to the airport, with an agenda to pick up Jodhi's entourage.
" Kalyna's gone?" Galuh asked who was sitting next to Raka.
" Well, when we got out of the alley, he said it was the way!"
Yeah, they seem to be picking up a special guest this time. Making Kalyna who has grown up is very excited with her cousin's brother who is famous for being bengal.
" Dedek Danuja Uncle Jodhi's son? How come I haven't seen Uncle Jodhi's wife?"
The image from earlier did not stop flocking to Raka's question about the figure of Danuja that he had seen in the photo.
" Yes, his wife was far away all this time. So this is invited home so that it can be the same image of the deck Angga!" Sahut Raka from the front.
" Will be able to stay at Rania's grandmother's house later? I want bobo as good as Danuja!"
Raka and Galuh throw glances at each other. Pagaana can explain to Citra if Lintang and Bu Yanti will stay in Jodhi's apartment for a while, until they finish preparing everything.
" I can't wait to see Lintang. May she be fine - fine with me?" Galuh nyengir for the sake of remembering the story if Lintang used to like Raka.
" Musti fine dong. The latitude is good. That was a long time ago, dear. Don't worry about that. I'm sure if you're familiar, you'll be a good fit!" Raka rubbed his wife's hand gently.
Galuh smiled, now only happiness and happiness that he met at every turn of the day he lived. Galuh happy.
"Thank God, you gave more than we prayed for!"
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Remarks:
Aisle seat: A chair near the hallway.
