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"Wake up!"

Early in the morning Megan was greeting in the youngest's room.

"Darling, wake!" After meeting Morgan, Megan's attitude became even sweeter to her son.

The boy is seen responding with a small gesture in his hand.

"This woman, she's even now getting into my dreams at will!" David thought he was having a bad dream. In his semi-consciousness he was blabbering.

What did he say? This lady?

Megan shakes. How many times must he remind this child of how he should be considered.

"So you won't wake up?"

David nodded with a confused face.

Is this true? Mommy is in sight, isn't she in Miami?

"Why? It's mommy. Aren't you happy to see Mother?

The boy rubbed his eyes. His messy hair made him look like a boy. He changed his position, sat down.

So I'm not dreaming. He really is in front of my eyes. Waw! The distance between Miami and Jakarta must be very close to him.

"It's a sweetie, you take your breakfast to the room because everyone has breakfast."

"Why does aunt look so happy? Didn't you scold Aunt?"

"Why should he be angry? Look, you've already explained the problem with Aunt Gea. And your father cursed him. Oia one more, you ask why mom looks happy. Your father seems to have forgotten about considering the continuation of this household as you suggested. It makes you relieved."

Why did he combine statements and questions? Not knowing patience.

"So you guys are going to keep going? I don't believe this."

"Of course, honey. So start liking mom slowly - slowly. Oia, you heard today the final of the chess race. Can you watch it?"

"I'm going to win the race, so auntie doesn't need to be present. I could be distracted."

"Well, you'll be waiting for your victory."

Megan walked away. David was still stunned in his place, repeating the sentence he just heard from the woman that from now on you should learn to like it slowly.

Out of his room, David was fresh, fragrant and tidy.

"Hi David!" someone greeted him kindly as if he had become familiar.

"Hi." That's the answer and then move on.

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Different 24 hours with Jakarta, now Miami time night. Erick was surprised to not think that his father was in the villa.

"Dad's back?" looking to the left as if confirming the whereabouts of others.

"You must want to ask Mother? He's back in our country." Morgan guessed with origin.

"Who wants to know about him? I don't care."

"Here, take Megan's mother for you."

Erick Erlangga opened the paper bag that he said he had entrusted his mother to him. The first thing he saw was a report. He then opened it and noticed the details of the grades that the subject teacher had given him.

The fact that his achievements dropped dramatically, Erick was only able to stroke the chest slowly.

"What's this?"

A small letter folded neatly there.

CONGRATULATIONS MY SON, EVEN THOUGH THE VALUE SLIDES DOWN, BUT YOU STILL GO TO CLASS. ONE MORE THING, YOU ARE A CHAMPION IN THE HEARTS OF MOTHER AND FATHER. DON'T BE SAD ...

The letter marked by the name of Megan's mother almost made Erick touched.

"i'm not a child who is easily touched by words like this." he murmured.

In addition to the list of values, Erick also found a rectangular parcel with a size not too large also in the paper bag.again there is writing that he must read.

IT'S A GIFT BECAUSE YOU WENT TO CLASS, NOT BECAUSE OF YOUR FREE-FALLING VALUE. HOPE YOU LIKE IT, MY SON.

"My son, my son. Since when did she give birth to me?" it did not stop the teenager's mouth muttering, but his hand did not stop opening the layer of wrapping paper that wrapped the box.

"Mobile?" a cellphone that he never even dreamed to have, apparently he was able to get for free from his mother.  "This woman, is she indeed generous, or ... is showing off to me?"

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