The Mystery of Jovan Love - An Unexpected End
Section Six
Love Me, Jebret!
Matic red black, nicknamed motor a million people, parked spoiled in front of a simple house. The classic architecture building, with its blue-painted walls and white-painted frames and listplang, looks very comfortable, beautiful, clean and rustic.
A man in a white-gray uniform, got off his bike while unlocking his full-face helmet. Featuring his tired face that was a pisan casep. The student, whose full name is Jovan Fuad Kurniawan, often stands for his name juxtaposed with the big name of one of America's former Presidents, Jhon F Kennedy.
Jovan entered his house, after saying his greetings. Bu Anita, a 40-year-old woman, replied from the inside.
"Jo, the tumben came home very late afternoon. Mama sent me a message, haven't you read it yet?" Bu Anita, dressed in a robe without a veil, greeted her firstborn with questions with a tubi.
"Sorry Ma, hape Jojo lowbat. There was a futsal match of friendship with his school friend, impromptu anyway." Jovan replied while bowing her body. Kissing the back of her mother's right hand.
"Ashar's Prayer, hasn't it?" Anita asked again.
"God willing, Ma." Jovan nodded his head while kissing the forehead of a beautiful woman who was a few inches tall below him.
"Thank God, change your clothes, keep eating. Mama cook cob balado loh, Jo." Bu Anita's face looked radiant.
"Siaaaap, my beautiful mother defeated Vio Vallentino." Jovan answered enthusiastically.
As always. She will always be excited every mother makes her favorite dishes. Actually it's always so every day. Her mother never cooked anything she didn't like. Whatever the processed products of women who have been chefs in one of the famous restaurants, it must be a favorite food of Jovan and his two sisters.
The student who was on the class upgrade then, becoming the General Champion, rushed into the room. After changing clothes, she sat in front of the dinner table. Enjoy the afternoon menu that has been prepared by his mother, from an hour ago.
Bu Anita, sit with her eldest son. He did not eat, because some time ago he had eaten while feeding Naufal, his youngest son who was 6 years old. Julia, her 12-year-old second daughter, had eaten with her.
"Dede and Teteh where, Ma?" Jovan asks Naufal and Julia. His two younger siblings are usually called with affectionate calls 'Dede' and 'Teteh'.
"Regularly, play at the house of Surya Ma," replied the woman whose full name was Anita Rahayu while thrusting a large glass of warm tea water in front of Jovan.
"Oh yes. Neng Angel went to the shop again, really long to play." Bu Anita looked at the elder whose face instantly turned flat and her breathing slightly snorted.
Jovan turned his face slowly, staring at the astonished woman who, in recent months, was often seen crying alone in the kitchen or in his room.
"What time does Angel go to the stall?" ask after a piece of fish cob seasoning balado landed on top of his rice.
"From obscurity to twilight if not wrong." Anita smiled happily. He would always be enthusiastic whenever he talked about Angel.
"That's what my mom knows, Jojo is still at school. Angel should still be at school." Jovan replied indifferently. His expression flattened, his eyes blankly staring at the television screen that was broadcasting the plan of Large-Scale Social Restrictions for the outside of Jabodetabek and surrounding areas.
'Udah deh Ma, don't talk about Angel, my appetite is gone. Mending discuss the other, the coronavirus cake, Mang Amir who wants to marry again, cake. Or Mr. RT who began to diligently mengumpulin KTP residents to support one of the legislative candidates !' jovan's mind chewed his food.
"Yes, my mom said so, she said her class was free." Anita spoke doubtfully. The look on his eldest son's face seemed to hint that he did not continue the chatter about Angel. But unfortunately in the heart of Bu Anita there are still many who block and Jovan must know.
"That's free he didang, kali, Ma. Who else is going here?" jovan's asking is flatter. Just respond and appreciate the words of his mother, does not mean kepo with Angel.
"Obviously, same Neng Helena and the other one who has long hair? Mama Forgot again."
"Miss."
"Yes, Neng Niken."
"Well, what are they?"
"Yes, have a chat, nemenin mama at the stall. Keep talking to Dede with Teteh jajan in Ndramart." Anita is excited again. Although Jovan was lazy to respond, but it was enough to make him sure, if Jovan had an interest in Angel.
"Hmmm," muttered Jovan, lazy.
"Keep, if you want to go home, Neng Angel give pocket money to the Dede." Bu Anita's chat began to move on.
Jovan turned back his face. Staring suspiciously, the woman who has been 18 years sincere and willing to take care of herself with all the abundance of affection.
"Five hundred thousand," replied Bu Anita semringah.
"Well! do you love that SD child? great big!" Jovan's eyes were slightly wide.
"Yes for a month Jo, so entrusted with the mother," replied Bu Anita more lightly and relaxed.
"Hmm, I expected. There must be a catfish behind the pecel" Jovan murmured before bribing his rice back.
"Nothing is suspicious, just a normal time, Jo. Neng Angel is a good rich man. It just so happened that I wanted to have a sister for so long. Well, he's already thought of Dede as the Teteh, his own sister." Bu Anita advises Jovan.
"Alas, most are also new modes." Jovan snorted, "Angel must have many nephews, why it must be the same Dede and Teteh, the same nephew he himself just." Jovan still doesn't like it.
"Different times if the same nephew himself, Jo," defended Bu Anita.
"Mom don't get too close to Angel. If he plays in a shop or at home, don't be too loving." Jovan spoke in a slightly irritated tone. His appetite began to fall apart.
"Ee.eh, mama's boy can't do that. We cannot be arrogant and prejudiced toward others. Neng Angel is good, Jo." Ms. Anita stroked Jovan's back head. "Neng Angel is actually a good child, only, sometimes the way she dresses is a little less good, hehehe." Bu Anita shyly reveals one of Angel's biggest weaknesses.
"Well, can't a person's personality be judged by the way he dresses?" Jovan looked back at his mother's beautiful bead.
"Mama sure, the girl dressed like Angel can still be a good girl?" Jovan gets a breath of fresh air to break his mother's argument.
"But, Neng Angel is different. He is soft-hearted, his understanding is also good. We cannot judge people just by the way they dress. Today, many are dressed very closed, neat and expensive. His heart is evil. Look at the online frauds and travel umrah. Their clothes are nice, they cost millions. But what are they doing? Hundreds of thousands of little people were scammed into him in the face of religion." Bu Anita's defense of Angel has always been tireless and there must be a way.
Jovan looked at his mother's face very closely. His heart was a little surprised. Not expecting to get a very smart answer from a woman who is usually innocent and sometimes adorable when talking in the style of her slippery ceplos.
'I am also my mommy! Must have been Angel! Well the danger that Grandma Magic has already instilled its influence on mama.' Jovan's inner ketar-ketir.
"Yes, hopefully, Angel, is a good girl" said Jovan flat and powerless.
"Amiin.." reply Bu Anita Long.
A smile of victory rose from his lips.
Jovan never enthusiastically discuss anything that concerns the youngest daughter of the owner of several famous motorcycle dealers. In contrast to Angel. He is always excited and fiery when spoken to everything that has to do with Jovan.
Jovan continued eating by not making his voice again.
Anita moved out of her seat. Leaving her beloved son to finish his meal. He still has a lot of stories about Angel. But Jovan's pouting expression extinguished his enthusiasm and passion for storytelling.
'You don't know what Angel did at school? How humiliating! This handsome boy of yours, he's often his victim, Ma. That must always be made dizzy eight circumference.' Jovan protested inwardly.
'Angel. Very good at exploiting cave weaknesses. You know, caves melt easily when it comes to mama and the cave sisters. Don't be proud! Mama, Julia and Naufal, can be enchanted by your cheesy theatrics. But the cave, not a haphazard guy like you thought!' Jovan kept cursing in his heart
Dilemmatic.
Rejecting Angel's presence and kindness to his family is certainly not good. It would only hurt my mother and her two sisters.
But on the other hand, he was very sure. All Angel's kindness to her family is just a play. Part of the new modus operandi in carrying out his nefarious mission. Revenge on her, like her threat a month ago, in the incident reality show 'Love Me Jebret!'
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