Married a Childly Widow 3

10. The Office of the Level

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Jasmine is currently at work. He was here a few hours ago. And soon his hours are over.

He still thought about the problem of the child he helped. He shouldn't have thought about it. But every time he got rid of that thought, instead of disappearing, it just got more thoughtful.

"Aish, stop. Don't think about it anymore." While shaking his mane slowly.

In a few minutes Jasmine's work hours will be over. He will soon be replaced by his friend. Waiting for work hours to be completed. Jasmine started cleaning the floor at her workplace.

A few minutes later.

"I go home first, yes." said Jasmine as she waved at the two friends.

On the way home, Jasmine suddenly remembered Wilson. The location of his workplace was close to the hospital where Wilson was being treated.

He stepped foot into the hospital. There's nothing wrong with him seeing Wilson.

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As soon as we got to the hospital room where Wilson was treated last night. Jasmine was surprised, because she saw the carcass that was used by Wilson yesterday, now inhabited by others.

"Sus, where was the patient who had slept on the bench?"

"Ooh, that patient named Wilson. He was allowed to go home."

Jasmine's eyebrows linked to hearing it, then she asked again. "Did he pick her up by his family?"

The sister shook her head. "No, he went home alone." Hearing that answer made Jasmine nod her head.

"Thank you, Sus." Afterwards, Jasmine stepped towards the exit of the hospital. In his mind it was thought that maybe Wilson was not at home in the hospital.

Who will feel at home for a long time in the hospital unless the doctor and staff of course.

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"You got a problem, son?" The question came from his mother. Jasmine looked at her mother. The soft gel was given by Jasmine to her mother.

"Then why?"

"Jasmine was just thinking of something?" answer with your head down.

To be honest, Jasmine did not want to think about the strange problem that approached her. He doesn't want this problem to continue.

Especially if it's not a problem with the rich family.

Jasmine's life burden was already heavy. And now to add to this problem. Even until now, Jasmine has not told the story of the misunderstanding problem that befell her.

He just didn't want to add to this burden of his adoptive mother. She knew her mother was often struggling economically to support herself and other children.

So, it was not the right choice when Jasmine had to add the burden of thought to her mother.

My mother just wanted to ask again. But stopped when he heard the phone ring from his daughter's phone.

"Jasmine pick up the phone first, ma'am." Afterwards Jasmine stood up and stepped a few meters away from her position earlier.

He did it so that his mother would not hear the speaker on the phone. Especially when Jasmine knew who was calling her.

"Hello, what's the need ?"

"Tomorrow daddy asked you to meet him. Don't forget. Remember, if you don't come, then don't blame me for what happened to your family."

"alright. But don't you dare disturb my family." said Jasmine quietly, afraid to be heard by her mother.  

"It depends on you."

Jasmine had not yet answered, the call had already been broken by the caller. A sigh rang out from the crack of Jasmine's lips. He normalized his expression so as not to make his mother suspicious of him.

"Why? Any issues?" mrs Lia asked Jasmine.

"Indeed why is your co-worker?"  Jasmine slightly smiled bitterly knowing that her mother believed her words earlier.

"Just ask for a shift change, ma'am. So tomorrow Jasmine's coming home tonight, ma'am. I don't have to wait for Jasmine to come home. Jasmine also had a spare key."

Jasmine had told her mother several times not to wait for her to come home. But her mother was still mute, and reasoned that she would not feel calm if Jasmine still did not come home.

"Yes, but you have to be careful and go straight home, don't go anywhere else."

Jasmine chuckled softly upon hearing her mother's words. He knew his mother was worried about him. It was not once twice that he heard it from his mother's mouth.

Even Jasmine could not count, because she had heard it too often. Then a pair of mothers and children passed into the house.  

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This morning Jasmine was already preparing to leave. At first his mother asked him where he was going, because this morning was neat. Not that last night Jasmine said she'd be home at night, but why would the mornings leave?

Jasmine left this morning for work. About him coming home that night is right. Not because of the exchange of hours. Of course you remember the phone last night, right? Well that's the answer.

"Sir Jasmine go first, yes. All of you should get along well and should not fight. Understand, right?" The question was answered by his younger brothers.

"Goodbye, Brother Jasmine!" shout them while nodding. Jasmine smiled at the familiarity that had been established between Rara, Raka and her other sisters.

A smile still lingered on Jasmine's lips. "If it's payday, Brother Jasmine will buy you all good food. You want to, right?"

The words that Jasmine uttered made her nine younger siblings nod in spirit. "You, Brother!" Hearing him made the smile on Jasmine's face even more etched sweetly.

"Sister go first. Remember not to trouble mom. When you are done playing, clean your toys. You guys understand." The nine children nodded in understanding.

After saying goodbye, Jasmine began to step towards her workplace. With a carefree heart, Jasmine began that morning cheerfully.

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Jasmine had just said goodbye to her co-worker. His work hours were over a few minutes ago. He has now been replaced by another colleague.

The footsteps that should have gone to the house, turned towards a multi-storey building. In which there are many people working.

Yups, that building is an office. Kira - think Jasmine where to go? Obviously, I met the owner of this building.

Jasmine arrived at the reception desk. He began to ask where the director's room was. At first he was stared doubtfully by the two receptionists. Not to mention that one of the two seemed to be glancing at the security guard, as if hinting for Jasmine to leave this office.

"Sorry, who were you looking for?" ask the receptionist while repeating the question.

"Mrs. Stevenson." replied Jasmine.

"Have you made an appointment with him?" ask the other receptionist. He was the one who glanced at the security guard standing in front of the office door.

"It has. Even his daughter told me to come here to see him." Jasmine was still patient with the question the two were asking.

Actually Jasmine knew that these two receptionists were hesitant and in disbelief, that she had come to meet their leader. But honestly if you can choose, Jasmine also wanted to come here.

"What Mr. Stevenson's around? If there is, can I meet him?" Long - long Jasmine was made careless also with the attitude of the two who seemed to not allow her to meet their boss.

"If I can't see him. Can you call him. And tell him, Jasmine's waiting for the lobby."

"I'm sorry, but he's busy right now. And after all, his mother also had no interest here. So please let her go now. Before I get the security guards here to get the mbak out of here."

"All right, excuse me."

Jasmine let out a long breath. Sia - in vain he stood since earlier in front of the reception desk, if the ends are also expelled this way. If you know this, he better not come here, waste time.

Just a few steps away, a voice calling out his name made Jasmine's steps come to a halt. And he turned to look for who called his name.

And it turns out that the one who called him was ...

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