Sincerity of Love JONATHAN

252. Black and toothed tongos

Does this mean Joe mustajab's prayer?

I don't know, but I hope. And of course Joe is very hopeful about it.

The man immediately gave a smile, getting good news from Sandi. Soon, he replied to a chat from his assistant.

[What time do you want to go to school?]

Ting!

Password also immediately reply in just a few seconds. [August, Sir. Breakfast off. Tomorrow if successful I will tell you again.]

[I'm coming, San.]

[Lho ... he said you want a honeymoon with Ms Syifa?] Sandi replied again.

[They don't want to. Looks like I'm gonna have to clean this up first, San. Just persuaded. It's a little difficult.]

[Patiently yes, sir. Yes already .. sorry if I interfere with your time. Then good night and see you tomorrow.]

[Yes, San.] Joe replies, and ends up chatting between the two.

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Next day.

Ceklek~

A room door was opened by Robert, and suddenly he rounded his eyes to find the Daddy lying on the floor with his eyes closed.

"Dad ... Why is Daddy lying on the floor?" Robert squatted down, then touched Joe's arm while shaking it.

"Lying on the floor? How can?!" Syifa who was wearing a hijab was immediately shocked to hear it. Soon she ran out of the room worried about her husband.

"Eh ... What time is it, Rob?" joe asked who had just opened his eyes, then blinked a few times while looking at the child's face.

"Hour 5. Daddy's sleeping, huh? But why sleep on the floor?"

'Why is she sleeping on the floor? He should have slept in the guest room, Syifa.

There was guilt in the chest, for having locked the room so that the man would not enter. Everything he did was out of contempt, but he certainly didn't want the man to sleep on the floor.

"Ah yes, Daddy was so hot last night, Rob. He slept on the floor instead" Joe replied lying, smilingly looking at Syifa.

There's no way he'd be honest with Robert if there was a problem. Could be getting runyam. And he's also not sure—if the child will side with him.

Even the existing—bocah is actually hostile.

"Daddy wants to shower and pray first Fajr then. Afraid it's time for a run-out." Joe stood up, then stepped into the room while rubbing the top of the child's head.

'Am I overreacting? How I feel sorry, yes, same Aa. I sprained anyway .. how dong?' inner Syifa was confused.

"Mom!" Robert moved Syifa's right hand which he had already held. The woman immediately smiled and looked at him. "Look for breakfast, Mom. Said Mommy was gonna make Robert some sausage-fried rice."

"Oh yes. Ayok, son," asked Syifa, then held the child's hand and stepped down the stairs together.

Arriving in the kitchen, Syifa immediately opened the rice cooker and took the rice. Last night he had asked a maid aunt to help cook, because tomorrow the rice will be made into fried rice.

"Mom .. can Robert ask you something?" Robert was already sitting in the kitchen chair, in front of the table. While watching Syifa.

"May ... just talk, son."

"Mommy doesn't fight with Daddy anymore, does she?"

The movement of Syifa's hand that was opening the refrigerator immediately stopped, then turned to the child. 'What does it look like, yes, if I'm angry with Aa?' his inner.

"Thank God ...." Robert looks to stroke the chest while sighing. "Maybe it's just Robert's feelings huh, Mom. You see Robert noticed Mommy since until the house frowns continuously. And if suppose there's something annoying about Daddy ... Mommy talk to me directly. Or if you do not dare to talk directly to Daddy .. talk to Robert. Let Robert be the one who's gonna piss off Daddy!" The boy clenched both his hands on the table.

"Yes, son." Syifa nodded, and was pleased with the expression displayed by Robert. It was obvious that the boy loved him so much. "But Mommy and Daddy don't fight anymore. That's how you feel."

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After delivering Syifa and Robert to school—Joe immediately joined Sandi to meet one of the claws.

Joe deliberately intervened, because it felt like he wanted to join in giving him a lesson. Because of this, he had to fast. Resisting pain in the head above and below.

"Mother seems to be sleep-deprived, huh?" Sandi turned her head for a while towards Joe who was sitting next to her. Under the boss's eyes looked so black, his face was so uninspired today.

"Yes, San. I only slept for a little while last night. My headache is." Said the head, but the one Joe touched was the cell*ngkangan.

"Have you taken your medicine yet, sir? Did we stop by to buy medicine?" ask Sandi innocently. He has been concentrating on driving since.

"It doesn't need to be treated, because the medicine isn't in the pharmacy."

"What's that?"

"Yes, the cure is just Syifa. But wait for the anger to subside, San. We just go straight to college, I can't wait to give that guy a lesson!" Joe's hands clenched and crushed each other.

"Okay, sir." Sandi nodded.

A few minutes later, they finally arrived at one of the famous universities in Jakarta.

Sandi stopped her car in front of the gate, then immediately went down with Joe to approach a security guard who was standing guard in front.

"Good morning, sir. Is this guy going to college here?" ask Sandi politely, while showing a photo on her phone, which she took from her Inst*gram account.

Sandi also had time to sort, which photo is clearer so that it can be recognized. Because the average Udin Slebew photo uses a full filter. Looks very white and handsome.

"Good morning, too, sir." The man in the black uniform immediately noticed Sandi's phone screen, but a few seconds apart he shook his head. "No, sir."

"The name is Udin Slebew, sir," said Joe, who was standing next to Sandi.

"Feelings ... students here there is no such thing as Udin Slebew." The man looked at Joe with a confused face. "If only the name Udin existed, Udin Jamaluddin. It just doesn't look like it's been photographed, sir."

"Can you call the guy first, sir?" pinta Password. "Because it could be the photo and the original is not the same. There's an average person like that."

"But by the way, who are these fathers? And what is your relationship with Udin Slebew? Because I can't just call the student if he's not someone he knows. Especially in class hours." What he said was in accordance with the rules. So as a security guard he had to obey.

"We're his brother" Joe answered lying. "And there's something important that we want to say, because Udin's number has long been unable to be contacted."

"What?!" The man in the uniform stared in disbelief, then watched Joe and Sandi's faces alternately "Times, anyway? But how come you guys don't look like Udin? Moreover, the Udin is black and toothed barkos, sir."

"We're different Dad, so it's only natural that Udin doesn't look alike." Joe made up the story again and looked impatient. "Hurry up, sir. It's about my life and death. Or can I go in and find the Udin Slebew himself?"

Although what Joe and Sandi said still sounded ambiguous, the security guard nodded his head. Trying to believe. From the looks of both— absolutely no look of a bad person.

"Shortly, sir, I'll call you ...." The man's words were immediately interrupted at the tip of his lips, when the spotlight of his eyes looked forward and accidentally saw the man he meant earlier, named Udin Jamaluddin. "That! That's Udin, sir! Edithn ...!" screaming called.

Joe and Sandi looked straight ahead, according to the instructions of the security guard's index finger. And when their eyes met with Udin, the two immediately rounded their eyes. Same with Udin.

It seems that the three of them were both surprised. However, the man named Udin actually suddenly ran away with a frightened face.

"That's the guy, sir! It's Udin!" exclaim Sandi who immediately ran after. Because he's the one who knows Udin's face better than Joe who only knows from photos.

Seeing Sandi had run, Joe also ran after her. "Stop you, Udin Tonggos Slebew!" screams loudly.

...Passion, Om! 🤣 fast running...