Sincerity of Love JONATHAN

64. Jojon looks absolutely perfect

"That's it, sir." The police officer answered a question from Abi Hamdan.

"May you play the tape, sir? I want to know," asked Abi Hamdan.

"Good." The police officer nodded, then immediately played the CCTV footage provided by Mr. Haji Samsul, which was used as evidence to report Robert and Joe. "Please pay attention, Mr. Ustad, Mr. Joe."

The two men of different generations nodded and immediately noticed him. Robert quietly opened his eyes slightly, watching the tape.

"Lho, so Robert locked the door to Nak Fahmi, but why did Pak Haji Samsul and Nak Fahmi himself accuse Jojon?" abi Hamdan's inexhaustible murmur. Although his voice was slow, everyone there was able to hear him.

"The number, sir, here I want to ask Adek Robert for information first. Only Mr. Joe," said the police who understand, if Jojon mentioned Abi Hamdan is the man in front of him.

"Does this mean that Nak Fahmi or Pak Haji Samsul deliberately reported it to the police?" abi Hamdan asked back and the Police Officer nodded immediately. 'Yes Allah .. what is the reason my grandson locked Nak Fahmi?' Questioningly, Abi Hamdan turned to Robert and saw that the boy had opened his eyes. "Son! Please say!"

Abi Hamdan's rather loud speech coupled with suddenly touching his right hand made the boy flinch. And immediately turned to her with a pale-looking face.

"Please tell me, what's your reason for locking up Om Fahmi? Why are you doing it, son?"

Robert swallowed his saliva with a chelate, the gaze of the man in front of him was fixed yet very shady. I don't think he can, if he keeps quiet like this.

"What if Robert was honest ... Opa, Daddy, Om the Police or even Mommy and Oma will be angry, same Robert?" ask her doubtfully and so slowly. His eyes stared around until they fell on Joe.

"Daddy won't be angry, honey," Joe replied with a smile. He knew once, his son could not do things without cause. "Although your actions are not justified .. but being honest is much better than lying. God does not like people who lie. Don't you want to go to heaven?" he added that persuading, his voice so soft.

"Surely will, Dad." Robert nodded quickly. "Robert went to heaven with Daddy, Mommy, Opa Hamdan and Oma Maryam. Uh but ... Mommy Sonya, Opa Paul and Oma Yeri. We both go to heaven together."

"Mommy Sonya, Opa Paul and Oma Yeri won't see us in heaven, son," Joe explained.

"Lho why? Is it because they are going to hell? The three of them are good people. And Robert loves them, Dad." Robert's eyes looked teary.

"Not going to hell. But entering the paradise is different from us. Our Lord is the same they are different now, my dear." Joe did not say with origin, but he had read a book that did explain it.

"Oh .. right too, yeah, Dad." Robert nodded his head, looking understanding but still looked sad because in fact until death he could not meet Sonya. The one who gave birth to him. "Meaning ... until whenever Robert can not meet Mommy Sonya dong? How is it like somebody put an onion in here? Why did Robert's eyes get so sore and sad like this, hicks!" He suddenly cried, releasing a clear liquid that flowed down his cheek.

"Can, Son!" Abi Hamdan responded and wiped his grandson's tears. Actually, this discussion is not at the core of the information. It's just that for the sake of calming Robert down and making him say honestly— it might be better to advise him first.

"Daddy said his paradise was different, Opa. Can't see dong?" Robert turned his head towards Abi Hamdan wryly, asking for an explanation.

"God willing, by the power of God you will be able to meet him. You have to be sure of that." She clasped her grandson's small hand tightly, then smiled. "It could be later, if you want to go to heaven .. previously you can meet Mommy Sonya at her door."

"Well .. If you want to go to heaven, be honest now. Tell the police everything" asked Abi Hamdan as he moved his chin forward, then smiled. "You're Opa's favorite grandson. And Opa doesn't like bad boys and liars the most."

"Robert's not a bad boy and a liar, Opa!" rebutting Robert firmly and patting his chest, then staring at the two policemen in front of him alternately. "Before Robert was honest ... Robert wanted to apologize first, maybe what Robert did was wrong. But Robert Sama Atta initially just wanted to give a lesson kok same Om songgong it, and no intention to make him wretched. Robert could swear, "he looks so earnest. His right hand finger that formed the letter V he raised high.

"Do we need to call a boy named Atta, to be questioned as well, sir?" ask the Police Officer who whispered in his friend's right ear.

"Tomorrow, Sir. It's already night. For now Robert is the same Mr. Joe first" replied his friend who spoke slowly, then smiled at Robert. "What lesson do you mean, Dek? And why do you call Om Fahmi Om songgong?"

"Because he's barking, Om."

"How does it mean?" ask the confused police.

"Om Fahmi was once Mommy Syifa's future husband, but it didn't become .. because Mommy prefers Daddy Robert to be her husband" explained Robert while pinching Joe's two cheeks. The man seemed silent, because he wanted to hear all the information from his son.

"Keep, what's the same relationship, Dek?" The police are still confused about Robert's direction. If you want to talk to a child, you need extra patience.

"The words are too arrogant" replied Robert. "Had to be, he was more chesty when Mommy Syifa did not want to marry him. But ... he's a messelin. Every time you meet Robert or Daddy. by the way, it's always rude and as if he's just the richest and most knowledgeable person in the world. In fact, will not all humans look the same in the eyes of His Lord, right, Om? And said Daddy ..the wealth and knowledge we have in this world is just a deposit. So why are we arrogant? we should just share. Let the treasures and knowledge we have be of benefit."

In contrast to earlier that looks like there is no guts, now Robert is actually very smooth talking and sounds so loud. And without realizing it, ever since they all entered the room—one of the police has recorded all their conversations.

"Masya Allah .. Clever Opa's grandson." Abi Hamdan looked amazed to hear the words of Robert. She was proud to shift the position of the occupied chair to get closer, then quickly hugged the body of the grandson. "Seriously, you said that, Daddy? And when did your Daddy say that, son?"

"Yes, Opa." Robert nodded. "Daddy used to say that a long time ago."

What Robert said was honesty, and there was no intention at all to make Joe good in front of his Opinion.

Abi Hamdan slowly stroked his arms to Robert, then changed to hug Joe's body. There was a hint of pride in the depths of his heart. "Thank you, Jon, for being such a good Daddy to your son. Even though you've been a single parent."

"Why thank you, Bi?" asked Joe who immediately chuckled. According to him, Abi Hamdan's speech sounded exaggerated. "Isn't that our job as parents? To teach and educate their children well?"

"Yes. You're right." Abi Hamdan's heart was immediately filled and touched with a beautiful-sounding answer from his daughter-in-law's mouth. Honestly, it never got caught in his brain if Jojon was the kind of guy he sees now.

And now, Abi Hamdan also realized—if he did not choose the wrong daughter-in-law. Throw away about Fahmi with all the advantages it has. For to him now, Joe is a son-in-law who is indeed a sending from God. Which is certainly best for his daughter.

'I did not expect .. it was not just his age that was mature. But his mind too. It seems I did not choose the wrong daughter-in-law, Jojon even now looks very perfect in my opinion. Even though he was very perverted, ' his mind was as he stroked for a hug. Abi Hamdan also wiped the corners of his watery eyes.

...Cie ... Abi, just opened her heart eyes 🤭...