
Morning time. The sound of an alarm from Dodi's cell phone wakes them up for dawn prayers.
"Do, wake! The alarm on your phone continued from earlier", I shook Dodi's sleeping arm behind me.
Dodi who felt his arm being shaken immediately woke up. He then went to catch up with me who had passed to get water.
"Here let me go!", Pinta Dodi took over carrying the bucket.
"It's heavy. Don't force it if it's not strong".
"Yee, that's very Jo. I've often been rich gini help my eyes if it's right to visit there", Dodi explained.
They both sat down for breakfast. Thanks to helping Mom every day, Jovan is already skilled if only cooking omelet.
Silent mood. Only a loud mouth was heard inaudibly. Until they're done.
By riding a Dodi motorbike. The trip to school did not take as long as usual.
"Jo, stop by the house for a second and turn on the guitar. There's no way we're going to school with guitars like this", Dodi choked while driving his motorbike.
"Yes" I answered half-screaming.
Soekarno - Hatta Airport.
Steve and Marvel got into the car that was waiting for him an hour ago.
He decided to meet his ex-wife first to the company where his wife worked. According to the news he received, this morning his wife had returned out of town and went straight to his office without going home first.
40 Minutes passed. He was in front of a tall building. He looked at the building for a moment before going inside. Reminds me first, he initially held the control of this company from his father-in-law.
But everything has passed. The fact that he is now no longer his son-in-law. And must return this company held by his ex-wife. Which deserves his right.
With a gallant move he began to enter the company. With the status of their former superiors, the employees did not make it difficult for him to meet his ex-wife. Because so far Eva also never forbid himself to see her when it comes to Jessy.
"Is your boss inside?", he asked after arriving at Eva's secretary's desk.
"There's Sir! I'll call Miss Eva for a second".
By tapping Eva's room phone, the secretary let Steve in after approval.
Steve opened the door. Without knocking first. Tell Marvel to wait for him outside.
Eva immediately put down the pen. Look at the face that is standing in front of him. "I need to talk!", with a tone of emphasis.
Eva pointed at the sofa and let her ex-husband sit down. "Say!", he answered.
"Keep Jessy away with a kid named Jovan! If you don't, I'll intervene", without further ado, straight to the point.
Eva who did not know of this matter immediately asked. "Who's Jovan? What happened to that kid?".
"I guessed it. You must not know about this. Because you're only concerned about your work without caring a bit about Jessy" she said.
Deg. Eva held her chest. She was not a good mother to Jessy. Never heard his daughter's complaint. But all this he did was just for Jessy.
No need to know what his ex-wife is thinking right now. Steve continued speaking. "The boy was close to Jessy. And make Bagas set aside. Worse yet the child is not comparable to us and nothing compared to Bagas" he explained.
"And you should be able to persuade your daughter not to ignore Bagas" he explained again with emphasis.
"Like not, Jessy will stick with Bagas" said Steve who left his ex-wife just like that after saying that.
Eva drowned. She has failed so much to be a mother. Regretting is not the solution at this time. Remembering Steve who never messed around when it came to his daughter.
After leaving the company of his ex-wife. Steve knows who to meet. And where he's going.
"Where are we bosses?", asked his personal driver.
"To Eva's house!", she answered quickly.
"Well, aren't we from the company meeting Mrs Eva, why go to her house?" asked Marvel.
"Don't ask much if you still expect your bonus to be liquid!", he said.
Finally Marvel and the driver can only be silent according to the request of his boss.
The journey became silent no one dared to ask anymore. Until they're right in the courtyard of the mansion. The house that used to be a warmth for Steve.
Steve got out of his car at a fast pace. Pressing the bell button and immediately finding the Slave Master open it.
"Sir Steve?", said Mak Silah surprised.
Obviously my mother was surprised. Steve was his boss at work before. Which helps a lot when you have difficulties. Why his former boss at work used to be here.
Steve did not answer Mak Silah's remarks. He went inside without being allowed to enter first. Makes Mak Silah more curious and afraid.
Afraid that he was angry with his employer for bringing in guests without permission first.
With Mak Silah still dumbfounded, came another ART that came from behind to greet Steve. Adding to the confusion, my mother grew stronger.
"Lhoh Mr Steve, how are you?", ART shook the hand of her employer's ex-husband.
"Sir, this is Mr. Steve, Non Jessy's father", he explained to Mak Silah who looked confused.
Deg. Papa Jessy? Means it is the ex-husband of Bu Eva who is often told to like her own will. How could? All this time he knew Steve was a good and generous person.
"Sorry sir, I don't know", he replied later.
"Sit. I need to talk to you!", said Steve. Make ART back to the back immediately. Although he is also very curious for what his former employer met directly mother who has not long worked in this house.
My mother sat. Before he heard all of Steve's words.
"Just go. As long as I help with your son's school fees, I never know your son's name. And only recently have I been forced to find out for myself after everything has to do with my daughter" he explained at length.
"Yes Sir. I'm sorry I didn't know that Non Jessy was Dad's daughter. And if I may know what my son is doing, so that you come to see me immediately?", asked the mother.
"Your son's mistake for me is pretty big. How dare he approach my son! To the extent that Jessy fought me just to defend your son!", accuse Steve.
"Keep your son away from my daughter! If you still want to get that scholarship for your son!", he said more firmly.
Very piercing words. But my mother could not answer. He can only stay. Because basically he was the one who expected the scholarship for Jovan and without Jovan's knowledge.
All this time my mother kept it. Just because Jovan wants to not find out who the person who has helped him so as not to feel burdened and can focus on his school.