
" Aaaaaaaaa.,,,,,,,, I'm so happy.
Jean was so happy to ride the bianglala. Another thing with Jojo. his sour face did not disappear.
" Stop screaming Jean! I dizzy to hear it. Sit quietly and look at the scene better. "an annoyed that Jojo can no longer bear. The noise makes his head become dizzy. if you may choose, if you may choose, Jojo would rather be in the room without a sound.
" Hey, don't be so serious Jo. later when we get back, we'll definitely be busy tutoring and Mommy will be busy working again.the house will definitely be very quiet.so, so, you know, you know, you know, you're going to be busy tutoring and Mommy is going to be busy working again, just enjoy all this while we are in Indonesia. right?
Jojo turned his eyes.
" don't know. whatever!
" Yes,......... Ameera cheered with excitement. Jumped here and there because she was too enthusiastic and happy.
" Papa, why take Aunt Maria? Mama won't come?
Braga touched Ameera's head.
" no. Papa trusts aunt Maria more.
" heh!! people can misunderstand me mas. " said Maria fiercely.
Braga smiled at his faint smile.
" are you afraid people think Ameera is your son?
Maria rolled her eyeballs. "braga mas very clever...
Braga clasped Maria's shoulder close to Maria's ear.
" just calm down. Saka will not misunderstand.
Maria rolled her eyes in surprise.
" ka, you know where it's me and Saka,..
Braga smiled at her smile.
" go take Ameera where she wants. I'll wait here.
" Papa didn't go up that way? " ask Ameera sadly.
" no. Papa can't.
Ameera left with a lethargic face. Braga stood looking at the reanglala taking a deep breath and exhaling it slowly.
" my son,.. Today Papa is in the playground.What are you doing? have you guys eaten yet? do you miss Papa as much as Papa misses you? may you be healthy. Papa's sure. Your mama is the one who won't let you suffer.You'll be fine.
Braga beat his chest which felt tight.His eyes were no longer able to withstand the puddles of tears that piled up in his eyes.
" Aunty, I want to ride it. "pinta Ameera while pointing to the ringleader.
" yes, wait for the new stop to come in.
" huh!! I was ashamed.it was like a widowed mother carrying a child without a husband to the playground. "inner Mary while grunting with annoyance.
As she was about to enter the ring, Maria stopped her steps in surprise to see someone she knew coming out.
" that's it, it's not Rian. Dara's brother. And that's who he's carrying? are they Dara's boys?
Maria wanted to walk closer but, she unbundled her intentions. Maria picks up the phone and shoots Rian Jojo and Jean from a distance of several meters without Rian noticing.
" luckily I wear sunglasses and a hat.
If Rian is not aware, then another case with Jojo who is aware when there are people who take pictures of him. deliberately, Jojo stared at the cellphone camera without wanting to turn his face.
" Let's get some gulali in front of Uncle, I want some pink, okay? Jean pulls Rian's hand to buy a gulali.
Only Jojo who was still looking at Maria.conscious child he took a picture of her silently continues to look at her, Maria intends to approach.just a step Ameera pulled Maria's hand to enter.
" Who was that woman? I'm sure he knows who Daddy is. I hope the pictures he took helped me and Jean meet Daddy.
Jojo awakens from his daydream.His eyes go all the way.search for Rian and Jean.
" huh! what the fuck they are. leave me here. It's better to part with Jean while. I'll walk for a while.
Jojo walked somewhere following the footsteps without direction while looking down considering a woman who had taken a picture of him silently.
" ah! Jojo raised his head. rubbing the forehead that was hit by a large tall man was looking at him.
" sorry uncle I accidentally bumped into you.
" It doesn't matter where is your mother? you strayed? need I help you find your mother?
Jojo was stunned to see the male figure standing earlier was now crouching in front of him.A beautiful face and an elegant smile.
" ah, I came with Uncle and my sister.
" then where are they?
" they went somewhere.just let uncle.no problem." said Jojo with a calm face without the slightest worry.
" How did you get this calm? aren't you lost?
" why, why panic? I've got a cell phone, and there's an information center here so I'm not afraid to get lost.
" do you know how to use a cell phone?
" of course, I can already read. uncle do not underestimate me. " said Jojo annoyed.
" Hehehe... Well sorry.what's your name? and how old are you?
" My name is Joan but I'm called Jojo. I'm five years old.uncle himself what's her name?
" Uncle's name, Braga. don't ask uncle's age because in this uncle's age is more suitable to be your father." said braga while smiling.
" Okay uncle Braga. pleased to meet uncle.you were the first to invite me to meet after we came to Indonesia.
Braga rubbed Jojo's head. There is a sense of happiness in him. somehow it is difficult to explain.
" i, feel very happy holding his head. "inner Braga.
" you live abroad? are you a crossbred boy? I see your face as if you have mixed blood.
" Yes I was born and raised abroad. Actually I also do not know about Daddy. "Jojo's face looks sad.
Braga stroked Jojo's head.
" You want a drink? asked Braga softly. Jojo smiled and nodded.
Jojo and Braga sit side by side in a long chair.Many people pass by and watch Jojo and Braga.until there is a pregnant mother who approaches Braga and Jojo.
" Sorry sir, may I hold your son's cheek?
" Si, please. replied Braga nervously. Jojo was silent with his flat face.
" huh..your cheeks are so soft, son. May my son look like you huh?
" I sincerely pray for the lady"." said Jojo expressionlessly.
" one more, I have an above average IQ. I hope the mistress's son does too.
The pregnant woman smiled happily. "wuah, you really are amazing. Sir, your son must be smart like you. Your faces are very similar.
Jojo looked at Braga's face and vice versa.
" thank you, madam, said Braga.
Jojo fell silent without saying anything, looking at the bottle of drink he was holding tightly.
Braga patted his shoulder slowly.
" what's up?
" Uncle, does uncle have Daddy? " asked Jojo without looking at Braga. His eyes were still busy looking at the bottle of drink.His mind floated imagining the figure of Father whom he had never seen from birth.
" Yes my uncle has.
" why? why does this child's question make my heart ache. My lips almost do not want to open to answer.what is it with me. My heart also beats very fast because the question.usually, I do not like to talk much? " inner Braga in the heart.
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