
Jeff is going straight home. But the phone call that went into his phone made him undo the intention. After a while communicating the man immediately ordered his personal driver to drive him to school.
As soon as Jeff rushed down. The man stepped wide while not stopping grumbling inwardly. "Mama." He was surprised to see his wife sitting in the BK room talking with one of the teachers. "Why is Mama here." He said sit down. "Sorry Sir. I'm the one who called." Answer the middle-aged woman who was chatting with his wife earlier.
"Have you and my Mom and I explained it immediately." Said the BK teacher when all the parents of the troubled disciples had gathered. "Mothers and fathers are in a fight. Not just once or twice, but often enough. The school has imposed strict sanctions but there seems to be no change. With a heavy heart I will suspend the child involved." Obviously at length.
"May I ask the child first, ma'am?" Said Jihan directly in response to a quick nod. The woman went from sitting down to the children who were standing, including Jordan who was there. "Mama." He looked down. "What is the real story like?" Jihan asked because she thought the school could not fully investigate a case like this. "Jawab honestly does not need to be covered. You are equally punished. So better tell me the truth." Continue because you have no answer. "We insulted Jordan not having a aunt's mother." Answer one of them. "Jordan didn't take our hit and there was a fight." Others continue to add. "Don't repeat it again next time. Jordan has a Mom. I'm his Mama." Said Jihan not accept.
"Sorry Ma." Jordan said on the way home. The teenager was being treated by his mother. "good. Now on suspension. Tomorrow, repeat again, let's not go to school." Jeff's conscious voice held back his anger. "Sorry Pa." Sluggishly. "Nyusahin. You were a troublemaker from a long time ago. How many times you get a call to school because of your behavior. Bosen Papa's holding on to it." Omel the man was long. "Papa was angry. Try if Papa knows Jordan also will not be like this. There was no time for Jordan. Busy as Papa's own business. Papa's selfish." He got out of the car leaving his parents.
"Why would you like to do something?" Jeff asked to see his wife heading to Jordan's room with a plate filled with food. "You saw Jordan. Daritadi hasn't eaten and won't leave the room." The answer. "Biarin. Let him eat himself." Answer Jeff. "What the hell is it. Kasian tau." Regardless of her husband the woman rushed in.
"Mother." Juma immediately hugged Jihan as the woman just came out of the kitchen. "It's a shower." He rubbed his son's head gently. "Juma wants an escrim." He held his mother's hand while walking.
Jeff approached his wife and son who were eating ice cream together in the room. "Mom not taking a nap?" The man asked, sitting on the bed after gently peeping his wife's forehead. "Not sleepy." Reply Jihan is still busy eating ice cream with Juma.
A few moments passed by the door opened. Jordan walked over to his mother's bed. "Pa. Ma's. Jordan is sorry." The teenager looked down. "Mama, I'm sorry, baby. Next time don't repeat." Answer Jihan. "Papa also forgave. Papa apologized for lacking understanding to you." Jeff hugged his son. "Jordan's sorry for talking the same way Papa did." He returned a hug from his father.
Jeff accompanies his wife to take a nap after Jordan invites Juma somewhere. The man clutched the wife's body warmly while rubbing Jihan's back. "Oi-hu..." He panicked because his wife sneezed. "Mama's a cold." Jeff rubbed the nose of his wife's nose reddened. "Most people drink ice anyway. You can't take medicine because you're pregnant." Her speech. "Papa make warm ginger yes." The man then offered. "No need. Just go to sleep." Answer Jihan. "Just slept." Only according to him, he kissed his wife's forehead letting Jihan rest.