New Sheet of My Life
Mutually Recognize
"Good morning Mother." Said the child giving a kiss to Jihan who was sitting in the chair for breakfast together. "Boye. Let's have breakfast." The woman replied with a smile. "Today I'm not going to the office?" Jaffan asked to see that his mother was still wearing ordinary clothes. "No. Mom at home. Oh yes Jason. Later in the afternoon I order one table at the cafe. I want to meet someone who helped me yesterday." The teenager nodded with his mouth full. "Who has helped you?" Ask Papa. "Forgot his name Pa." Reply Jihan while feeding Juma. "Mother there is. Just yesterday I knew people forget names." Jalwa said with a small laugh.
"It's over." Jihan stopped her car in the parking lot of Juma school. "Yey. I'll pick you up." Said the handsome boy while peeking at the mother's cheeks and forehead. "Ok Darling. I'll pick you up." Jihan rubbed her head and kissed her son's forehead. "Love you Mother." Juma rushed down. "Love you too dear." Reply Jihan waved her hand.
From delivering Juma Jihan directly go to Carissa's house because it had been on the phone with her best friend that one to stop by. "Whose number is this." Said Jihan because from yesterday in chat and in contact the same number but he was not interested in responding. "Yes. Hello." He lazily answered having to pick up the incoming call. "Is that busy? Why from yesterday I called not answered." Omel somebody from there. "Who is this?" Ask Jihan. "Jeff." Quickly answer. "Jeff?" Jihan still did not seem to ask. "That helped you when you were chasing reporters yesterday." Evidently. "Oh.iya. Remember..." There was a sound from the interlocutor when he heard Jihan's response. "So how? You promised to buy a deal." The woman nodded. "Later 4 o'clock in Joy Caffe." Answer Jihan.
"Dam." Carissa ran to hug her new best friend. "What did you tell me to come?" He sits quietly on the sofa. "I cook well. Let's try it." Bring along. "New breakfast." Answer Jihan. "Not to refuse. Come on." He pulled his best friend's hand to be invited to the dining room.
"This much. You don't think kira. It's really ripe or original and I was made a guinea pig?" Ask Jihan. "Yes really cook dong." Carissa said she had eaten for her best friend. "By friends eat." Jihan began to eat the food that had been served. "Where?" Carissa wants to know her best friend's comments. "Master than yesterday. The pepper is mostly pepper. So stingy. If sauteed seasoning is also mateng dong." The story begins to comment.
Only Jihan, Juma and Jeff remain at the table while her other children return to work. Jeff enjoys food while telling his life story. "So about the convert?" Ask Juma. "Yes. Om and son Om decided to convert about a year ago. Actually our desire has been long. But we just made it happen the last year. Om is interested in Islam because his friend is a Muslim who lives in a minority Islamic environment. We often celebrated Lebaran together and it was so beautiful. Om's worship is still not good. So it's okay if Juma's mom teaches." The man's words at the end made Jihan choke. "Slowly slow." Jeff's gentler. "Juma gave Om permission to study with Mom, right?" Ask for permission. "Juma give me permission." The handsome boy replied quickly. "Juma's." Whisper Jihan. "Mom told you that having knowledge should be shared." He looked at his mother questioningly who could only be responded to by a smile by the woman.
Jihan walks towards the parking lot after the magrib prayers together at the local musholla. He followed in the footsteps of Jeff who was holding his youngest son. "Juma down yuk." Said Jihan not well. "Why the hell. The kid wants to." Jeff replied making the woman resigned. The handsome boy looked very comfortable in the arms of a man he had only known for a few hours.
"Why smile like that?" Ask a teenager sitting on the couch. "Do you want a new mom?" Jeff asked, sitting next to him. "No way." Quickly answer. "Relatedly? If something like this doesn't want to?" The man showed a picture of a beautiful woman on his cell phone. "Well, you know what's on my mind. Can, can be. I want Pa." Jeff smiled at the green light from his son. "But he's a bit complicated. The proof is that Papa is not interested at all. He ignored Papa. Pray Papa fights to get his heart." Jeff kissed his son's forehead.
