Perfect Son-in-law

Scene Monitor

Cloudy clouds in the afternoon sky felt strange for Jakarta in the harsh weather. Just as clouded with the heart of Rohan who is now on his way back to his office.

The man just felt like a failure.

Mr. Jo stays flat. Occasionally glanced at his big boss through the rearview mirror hanging in front of the top of his head, while continuing to play the steering wheel in both hands.

Pascal's number one man must be disappointed.

Oma Mina's Dutch house could not get Rohan. The old woman did not want to sell, even staunchly to mention the limit of surviving to death. Rohan had no idea how all the plans he had put together were falling apart like foam on the high seas.

“How about the Ocean, Jo?” asked Rohan without diverting his gaze from the scenery that continues to change outside the glass. He wanted to know about his rivals and his brash daughter-in-law.

Mr. Jo replied as is, “I have not received any news about him, Sir. But seeing from the attitude of Mrs Wilhelmina earlier, it seems like no one has come there other than us.”

Rohan. “True," his heart agreed. “While it comes, how is it different from me. The old woman will definitely be the same reject it.” He continued to play assumptions.

“So next how, Mister?” Jo asked carefully.

Rohan's breathing sounded rude. Behind his strict attitude, it was very unusual for Mr. Jo who always found the success of the master unblemished. His disappointment was deep, Mr. Jo spread empathy in his silence.

From the same mirror, Yara Sasmitha's father caught Rohan beginning to lean his head against the bottom of the seat. Tired looks like a newborn loser.

“We look elsewhere,” Rohan replied in the twentieth second.

Mr. Jo nodded in understanding. “Good, Mr.”

...*****...

The beachside monitor screen is ready to record all the scenes.

The ocean observed the preparations with an impeccable gaze.

“It's all done, sir." A young man, who had been helping, reported his work to the Ocean.

“OK. Thank you" said Samudra.

The thin-bodied man nodded politely, then passed away with his backpack.

From the fourteen-inch monitor that lights up in front of him, footage of Jesslyn busy with a photo shoot on the dock, clearly plastered. Her lover was looking graceful in an orange-colored long dress, offsetting the orange sky above.

There was no particular comment, the heart of the Ocean seemed silent and empty. All the guys might be scrambling to give Jesslyn five stars, but she's not. Not unwilling, but let alone five stars, the pot of one part of the Ocean does not have.

Satisfied staring, his head rotated backwards, seeing who he was waiting for whether it had appeared there or not. But he hasn't found it yet.

His two palms began to infiltrate the left and right pockets of his pants, then swung a step towards the edge of the beach whose waves were pounding emotionlessly.

The sea breeze flew his longcoat until it fluttered backwards because the front buttons he did not control.

His mind drifted far away. Indeed today's decision is still very gray for his feelings. But he still had to choose, even without using the heart.

As David said, Mada supported; wasting time pressing the heart only for women. Quite they are hollow, clean and neat, also 'no bark. It's finished!

“Hh, 9oblock!” decih Samudra remembered that. How could he get along with such insane men like them.

“Coko!”

Mia's voice then spread her thoughts.

The ocean turned back. “Mi.”

The girl came not as happy as usual. Maybe it was because of Sakti and Glorien that Mia thought there was something they were hiding from her.

“Hay, Koh," Sakti greeted as he reached out to the Ocean. He used the same greeting as Mia, even though she lived a little over the Ocean. Because sooner or later, Mia will soon be edited. And automatically Samudra will also be his brother.

“Sak. How are you?” Samudra received while asking.

The ocean bows its head far behind Mia and Sakti. It was seen Glorien walking with lazy steps towards him. “Cepet dong!”

Glorien did not reply, he threw his face in another direction.

Sakti was observing them both. Instantly he started to ask. What is the relationship between Glorien and Ocean? Mia has no story about them.

“This.” Small blue velvet box Glorien give On Ocean.

The man accepted it with a flat look. “Hopefully you are not stupid about taste," he said.

Glorien snorted as he again threw out a face. “You can drag the same store as you so you can choose yourself, and do not have to bother me.”

The ocean smiled a cynical smile, but said nothing.

“Koh! Jesslyn uda is done! He's again walking on the beach!” Mia exclaimed as she pointed to the monitor screen watching Jesslyn. “Coko get ready there!”

Ocean turned. “Iya, Mi.” Then he looked back at Glorien. “I don't let you go from here. Sitting with Mia is also Sakti there." He directs with his hands. “Abis all done, next week .. you receive the divorce papers.” Then it passed quickly towards the car, entered it and immediately drove away without looking again.

Glorien gave a rough sigh. “I must be patient,” murmured. Mia and Sakti approached him and sat down with them.

In just less than two minutes, the Ocean had already reached the place where Jesslyn was doing the shoot.

He was silent, watching Jesslyn who was currently walking leisurely towards the wooden bridge over the sea, enjoying the atmosphere.

And it didn't go unnoticed by Mia on her monitor screen.

“Coko uda until,” she said with a big smile. Headphones in the head he tidied up shortly before then gave the command, “Mainkaaan!”

On the small screen was seen a young man approaching Jesslyn with a guitar in hand. Bait-bait love song sung melodiously. Jesslyn smiled happily. He enjoyed the song and closed his eyes.

“Enough!" Mia's instructions again. “Now give you flowers!”

The bergitar man obeyed. A flower was taken from behind her jacket, then she gave it to Jesslyn then left after bending over giving the impression as if she was in a performance on stage.

Jesslyn smiled as she shook her head funny. His steps then he continued casually to the end of the wooden bridge that looked quiet.

“Coko! Come ready!" Mia called out to Samudra through her earphones.

The atmosphere felt strange to Glorien. He sat staring at that screen with a tumultuous feeling.

Will she be able to see the scene played by her husband?

Husband that he does not even know, what kind of concept they live as a couple at this time.

Marriage and divorce are toys.

Can Samudra really account for his words? Or not satisfied to cultivate, until it continues to be more ridiculous and troublesome?

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