
She stood for twenty minutes by the road. But the angkot or bus he used to ride was full. If again passing by there is also a little empty, he had to find a motorcycle or even walk.
If only he had a vehicle to go home and away or a mobile phone to call the ojek online must not be this difficult. But what is it. His salary he used for daily needs and a little savings that he planned to use to repair his house later.
Lucky angkot who was waiting to come. There is one empty seat. So that he can breathe freely. "Kok carry all Mak's bags?", asked the angkot driver who had memorized with his mother. Because go home and go mother often come with this driver.
"Yes Mang, I've brought my change of clothes".
"Well, is my mom not coming back?" he asked curiously.
"No Mang. I've been with my employer".
The driver can only be bearded. Will not ask again because surely mother will be the center of attention of people around her.
Krett.
The usual door sounds open. Jovan immediately greeted mother. Then make some tea for him. Without asking, her mother was very tired. Especially just lost her job.
4 Years passed. Ever since she stopped working at Jessy's house, Jovan kept her promise not to approach Jessy.
He graduated from High School quietly. Because the school administration is also smooth without any difficulties papa Jessy.
Since then Jessy tried to meet him but still nil because Jovan always dodged. Even the real reason why my mom stopped working has not been known.
Feeling shunned by Jovan, Jessy chooses to return to London. His father had invited him for a long time, after officially divorcing Siska. But Jessy always refused. And it was on Jovan's grounds that he finally wanted to.
And of course, Bagas moved. With the strength of his two supporters, he always got what he wanted very easily.
"Jo, you have to eat. Don't be so scared. Really, it's very important but don't forget to eat!", Dodi advised me because every day I see me busy with my books.
"Yes Do, you calm down. Thank you for always supporting me", glancing at Dodi.
Dodi couldn't bear to see me keep fighting for a scholarship so I could continue my studies.
Pov Jovan's.
O, yeah. Papa Jessy just helped me get to high school. According to the application of the first mother who said until High School is okay as long as she can go to school.
For that, entering this college I had to compete with the great people out there. Not just in the scope of one city but of many different cities.
Dodi's good-natured parents had offered me a hand in my tuition. But I refused it. Not because I pretended not to be helped but instead I will prove to everyone that I am still able to fight alone with my efforts.
And how are you with my mom?
Since I left Jessy's house. Mom works at my neighbor's shop we used to ask for rice. Because only he would take my mother.
But Mom never complained about the payment. Because we've already felt life heavier than this. For my mother to be able to eat every day and give me pocket money is already very grateful.
Then where's the severance pay and the last paycheck from Eva's mom? Must be Miss Eva love severance which is fairly decent right?
The severance pay and the last paycheck from Eva's mom used to buy me a bike. Yes even the second motor.
While our savings have been opened and used to renovate the roof of the house that often leaks. It hasn't changed in such a way. But that is clearly more comfortable than ever.
I also have a cell phone. It didn't go away from my best friend Dodi who gave me her old phone. Because suddenly my country was exposed to a virus that requires us to go online at home. I don't want to have a cell phone.
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Maybe if one day asked who is the person who contributed in my life, the Dodi family is clearly included in the list.
"Jo, you really don't want to be as curious as Jessy is right now?", asked Dodi on the sidelines chewing on his mother's banana chips. This afternoon after finishing the papers for college, we took a break at Dodi's house.
I was throwing my breath slowly. Perhaps from the look of my eyes I could see I missed that girl so much. What's he like now? Haven't answered Dodi's question, I'm daydreaming instead.
"Hey, asked instead of daydreaming", Dodi's nudge on my left arm.
"Why don't you ask Amel Jo. To know his condition. Or you can also ask for the number to Amel" said Dodi who suddenly remembered Amel. Because during High School, Amel became his underclassman again.
"I don't care Do. Suddenly I found Amel just asking about Jessy. After all, it has been a long time, Jessy must have forgotten me too" he replied.
"You suck Jo. Jo's effort, effort! Not even tried. You can take your friend" said Dodi while raising her collar featuring a cool-ass face.
"Why are you so enthusiastic? Oh no, no-don't my friend secretly likes Amel. Jeez why I just realized it", I said while rubbing a rough face.
The joke that I actually intended to tease Dodi, was actually answered seriously by him.
"Yes Do, ever since she got into our High School, I've put my heart on her. His ugly attitude and a little spoiled and spoiled made me want to know him more deeply".
"Jeez Do, pantes until you defend the members of the osis. Must be because Amel is coming too? You know, when SMP is appointed never want", my dipetup remembers a little SMP time.
"Well, you're busy with your studies Jo, until you're not sensitive to this" Dodi insinuated subtly. I'm really sorry about him that I could never have realized that. What kind of friend am I?
We spent a long time talking to each other. Until he was unconscious of time almost maghrib. And I finally decided to go home for fear that my mother would find me . At the same time want to calm down waiting for the results whether I am accepted or not as a scholarship recipient.
"Lho, maghrib-maghrib why are you going home? Not just here. Tomorrow will you go to college with Dodi?", asked Dodi's mother.
"But not saying goodbye to Buk mom, pity that nyariin Jovan".
"O yes, then. Be careful on the road".