
The Disclosed Sunscreen
Today, it's the first time Jovan hasn't been to school.
At dawn he had left a letter to Bagas to be delivered to the principal. A letter of resignation that he wrote with his own hands.
The reason is quite simple. Had to take care of his two younger siblings because mom was being treated in Bandung. While dad's not home.
Jovan is very confident, today there will be a little furore at school.
"Conscious demon! The cave is used to digosipin and even slandered. The gua kairain. Diploma business, just follow package C." muttered Jovan
After dropping off her two younger siblings to school, she immediately returned home and changed into a color trouser, sleeveless tee shirt and rubber boots. Not to forget the combat equipment was prepared. Parang, arit, machete, pengki and broomstick.
Today he will work hard to clean the yard of his home that has not been taken care of for a long time. His mother's favorite old songs, deliberately installed a little hard. To accompany him to work. As done when gotong royong cleaning the house and yard, with his mother and his two younger siblings.
"Today the cave has to expend extra energy. Usually once a week, this is over a month, not cleaned. No problem! The cave is ready to do it with pleasure." Jovan cheered himself on.
With a burning spirit, cheerful hearts and occasional humming follow the voice of the late Nike Ardila. Jovan stood alone cleaning the yard starting from the front yard.
The extra energy released and exposure to sunlight that began to rise and show his might, successfully burned calories in his body until he was bathed in sweat
After the front yard was neat and clean, Jovan moved to a side yard that was protected from outsider views. He also took off his shirt and green color.
Bare-chested and wearing only a black boxer, he continued his heavy duty.
"Mantaaap up!!!" he exclaimed while wiping the sweat on his flushed handsome face. Her body looked more stocky, dashing, manly shiny brown. Exactly bodybuilders, coolies or other heavy workers.
"Looky! it turns out that sweating is very delicious. The mind is more fresh and calm." Jovan encouraged himself again while collecting the grass left behind. Once collected in the pitcher, then lift and throw it into the available garbage hole.
For nearly three hours, Jovan stood out almost nonstop. The front and side pages were now completely neat and clean. Even more neat than before.
It's just a backyard he plans to work on tomorrow. Because the next hour and a half, we have to pick up Naufal at school.
The coolie rested, sitting beside the shade under a shady but fruitless Water Guava tree. Enjoy a cup of coffee, a plate of fried food and a cigarette.
Accompanied by the breeze that hit his half-naked body, Jovan's sweat gradually descended and dried up.
"Jojo is at home. Why not school?" Suddenly the voice of a very familiar woman in his ears, shocked.
Jovan's head reflexes turned to the source of the voice.
"Eh.. Ms. Surya," replied Jovan while changing her seat. Crossed with both hands covering the chest, exactly the newly caught thief.
Then his head turned to look for something.
"From what, Jo?" ask Ms. Surya who is now standing right in front of her.
"I'm sorry Mom, I'm kind of like this hehehe" replied Jovan shyly, but he was lazy to move let alone take his t-shirts and color stored in the kitchen.
"Ih, no papa Jo, it's okay, don't wear clothes, let's sweat dry," said Bu Surya as he stared all over Jovan's shiny body with the remnants of his sweat.
'I even look at your legs, thighs, chest and stomach which are full of feathers, very beautiful, Jo. Try my husband has feathers like you, it must be more dear, even though it is lackluster, hihihi, ' said Ms. Surya in his heart.
"Hehehe, I'm sorry Mom, I'm so upset, '" Jovan said.
"Don't talk about it, get rich with other people. At the same time the mother must be the same, hehehe," said Bu Surya.
His eyes were slightly ethereal looking at the black boxer that was poking right at the front of him.
'When you try again, you can see this great body of yours, Jo. Incredibly, what's behind those black pants, Jo, ko poking like that huh, hihihi!' he continued, still in his heart, his throat moved to swallow his own saliva.
"Please understand, ma'am, hehehe," said Jovan.
"Jojo why not go to school?" Ms. Surya repeated her unanswered question.
"Oh that, pantesan. My mom just got home from the market. Shocked, the sound of music. Kirain has a mom or a dad." Ms. Surya spoke while crouching beside Jovan.
"Oh yeah, how's Mama Jojo doing?" ask Ms. Surya then.
"Thank God there's been a little improvement, better. Just now also Bi Ratna sent a video of mama who was traveling to the rice fields, accompanied by grandma and grandpa."
"It's healed, huh?" The face of Surya Sumringah.
"not completely. Still don't want to talk, once talking also ngaco. Still likes to be angry not clear, suddenly cry and hysterical. Not every day." Jovan answered softly, his head looking up with his eyes closed.
"Patience, Jo." Madam Surya stroked Jovan's shoulder.
"Please pray, Mom. I hope your mom returns as usual. Pity that he suffered for almost a month" said Jovan Lirih, looking down until his tears fell on his thighs.
Jovan's heart was slashed again. Shaded by her mother's flat face, without aura and expression with the gaze of her two lifeless empty eyes.
In the one-minute video, Bi Ratna shouted directions, instructions and talked to her mother, but did not respond at all.
"According to Jojo, why did mommy do that?" Madam Surya asked very carefully. His right hand continued to stroke Jovan's shoulders and back.
"Don't know, maybe it's too deep to think about dad." Jovan still answered softly.
"I'm sorry, Jo. If according to mother, you also do not think too much about father. I suspect your father is married again. Now Jojo is focusing on mama and ade-ade."
"Yes, Mom. I don't think too much about Dad either. Thank God even without him, everything can still be overcome. I want to find him, just to make sure where and what his activities are. Just tell me about your mom's current situation."
"Jojo never went to Grandpa's house, or to any of my father's other families?" Madam Surya is getting softer.
"And mom knows. Mama's marriage to the father is not recognized by the father. We also have her children not recognized as grandchildren. So what do you do there? most just heartache diomelin and humiliated grandma as ever."
"Patience is it, Jo. I'm sorry I said that, not to squeak. I think they're open hearted now. If not, yes. Don't think too much. There's a mother and father here that you can make brothers." Miss Surya hugged Jovan's head.
"Yes, Mom. We used to think of father and mother as such. More than brothers, we already consider our own father and mother," replied Jovan slowly.
Madam Surya let go of her embrace.
"Jo, I'm sorry, can you be honest about Jojo's mom and dad?" Ms. Surya spoke carefully while raising a little Jovan's face so that she could look at each other.
"Yes, Mom. I am so happy that my mother is open. You know, for some things, my mom is very closed. I'm sure as a place to confide in, mom must have a lot of info."
"But the mother ordered, Jojo do not get carried away with emotions to find this reality. Consider it a test. I wish Jojo was more mature. Free-tempered too, for all has happened."
"Yes, Mom."
"Mother delivered this, since she already considered the three of you to be her own children." The 40-year-old woman who still likes to dress up sexy was soft-spoken with her maternal instincts.
"Yes, Mom."
"Jo, a week before my mom gets sick. Jojo's father's home. About this hour. When you're all at school. At that time, Mama Jojo maksa asked for divorce papers. But, father won't. There's commotion. And finally Jojo's father is willing to divorce her, but there's a condition." Miss Surya stroked elus Jovan's head. His gaze became more and more sad and pushy.
Ms. Surya was silent for a moment. Both of his eyes were glazed.
"What's the signal, Mom?" jovan asked almost inaudibly.
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