
Jeff still hasn't slept thinking about Jihan. The man was shadowed by the beautiful face of the woman who made him crazy all this time. "If I marry you, do you want to add a child? It's been a lot." He asked himself as he looked up at the sky in the room, which was filled with the dim light from the sleeping lamp. "Wedding night." The corner of his lips lifted creating a smile. Jeff's brain is filled with wild fantasy. "Ooh." The man complains of rushing to the bathroom to put what he has built to sleep.
Morning time.
Jeff stopped by Jihan's office. The man stepped wide while carrying a paper bag in his right hand. "Satria." Call him to see the secretary of Jihan walking towards the elevator. "Well you see who sir is?" Ask wonder. "You'll see the future wife. Who else is it." Jeff answered into the elevator followed by Satria who followed. "Bu Jihan's not coming in." Said the Man. "Why? Is he sick?" Jeff started thinking like that. "No. She left for Myanmar with the kids last night." A sharp look at Jeff on Satria. "Don't lie to you. Why don't you tell me anyway." Resenting. "I was also contacted at dawn" Sir." Satria answered honestly.
Jihan's room door was opened violently. The figure of the man went in looking here and there but did not find. "Ma." Lirih Jeff sitting limp on the sofa. "It's only been a few days sir. Don't catch. He wants time with the kids." Satria sat on the sofa. "Make you." Unresponsive, Jeff hurried away disappointed. "What's this?" Satria muttered, opening the black lunch box. "Sugary. He cooked by himself. Jeff cooking in the kitchen? I can't imagine." He laughed loudly observing the fried rice in the beautiful layout.
"Why not eat? It's a side dish from Mama lo." Said Jordan who was sitting down to lunch with her Papa. "From Mama? You know Mama's going to Myanmar?" Jeff asked, answered nodding by his son. "Why don't you say Papa." Resenting. "Jordan thinks Papa knows. Usually Papa knows best about Mama. Mama met Jordan yesterday when she came home from school. He gave food as good as he said he wanted to go to Myanmar. Jordan initially wanted to come. But Mama Jordan said school can't skip school." The teenage cerocos while eating voraciously. "This is a side dish from Mama?" Ask Jeff. "Yes. Jordan said that." He answered while breathing. "The message is you eat a rich man's fidelity." The grumpy man then started eating to overcome the longing. At least with Jihan's cooking she can be a little calm.
Jeff smiled at the end many times trying to contact Jihan was picked up as well. "Assalamualaik." The sweet voice that he so longed for was heard. "Waalaikumsalam Ma's. Mama why did not go tell me the hell. Why Mama only say goodbye to Jordan. Papa came to Mama's office to make fried rice delivery that Papa made himself but Mama does not exist. Papa made it from dawn lo Ma. Mama is so happy to leave Papa." Jeff Cerocos with his disappointed face. Jihan was silent. Jeff said so irrit smile, irritable talk and cruel. In fact not, as long as Jihan knew the man was very chatty and dominated the chatter. "Just a few days. I'll try your cooking." For some reason there was a sense of comfort in his heart seeing Jeff's pitiful expression. "Really?" Jihan nodded in response to the man over there. "What else is it?" Ask Jeff whose mood has improved. "For the wind in the balcony of the hotel mupung Juma sleep." The answer. "Papa sleepy Ma. I couldn't sleep last night, Mama." He complained spoiledly to Jihan while rubbing his eyes like a child. "Jude, just sleep." Jeff nodded because he was really sleepy. The man stuck his phone with a pillow to show his face lying down with a slanted position. But he did not allow Jihan to end the Video call. Jeff asked to be read a surah as a lullaby. The melodious sound of chanting verse by verse made Jeff's eyes more burdensome. Jihan then ends it after realizing the annoying guy is really sleeping. "Assalamualaik." He ended the call that was still going on.