The White Heart Jasmine

Chapter 14 - Elvan's House

Elvan left school with a troubled heart. Not because of Melati. He knew Melati had only considered him a friend so far. That doesn't matter to him. And Melati also seems to keep herself once not to get close to him. Clearly seen in the chat they did, Melati only answered as necessary. Elvan chose the same.

If he wants he can chase after Melati, convince the beautiful girl that he is not messing with her heart. But he chose to let time open the way.

What he thinks about now is his family. At home there is a tempest. His brother was fooled into his business. He was sort of framed so had to deal with the police. Papa is confused to seek help. Mom was in shock and sick.

Elvan, what can he do? High School-aged children who only know school affairs. True he is smart and a lot of talent, but the story is different when it comes to business matters.

“Mas, how is the development of Azka problem?” Elvan just got into the house. He heard Erika Feranti, Elvan's mother talking to Tirta Prasta Edgar, Elvan's father. Azka Adhyasta Edgar was the family's first child.

“Still hard, Ma. Azka's co-worker was really good at arranging for her to look evil. As much as possible only Azka seems to be responsible.” Tirta answered flatly. His voice sounded lethargic.

“Then what can be done?” ask Erika. His voice sounded anxious.

“Mateo still tracks Tanto's track record. He will find out. Maybe from there it can be put as consideration. Also still need to learn which reproach can be submitted as proof that Azka is only a victim,” explained Tirta. Mateo is Tirta's confidant in his office, as well as the family lawyer.

“Pa, Ma...” Elvan approached her parents.

“New home, El?” mama said. Erika is better now. She must be strong to accompany her husband and son who are in trouble.

“Iya,” replied Elvan short.

“We just pray. Right, we're looking for solutions, but God knows everything better. Let Him in His way will open the way.” Tirta raised her heart. Also for his wife and son.

“Yes, Mas. It doesn't stop this heart from continuing to pray.” Erika said slowly.

“You don't think too much about this, El. Just focus on learning. Help your sister,” said Tirta as she stroked the shoulder of her second son.

“Iya, Pa... I saw Farel, Ma.” Elvan left his parents. He went to his sister's room in 7th grade. The boy had already tidied up his school equipment. He's sitting playing with his HP.

“Completed your study?” Elvan sat next to his sister.

“Udah,” says Farel Aditama Edgar, without turning.

“Don't play long. Get some sleep, Rail," said Elvan.

“Hmm...” His sister replied with the same expression. “Kak, home so crisp, yes.”.

Elvan knew, Farel meant that since the Azka incident, the house had become deserted. Everyone is tense. Though before all cheerful and always full of jokes.

“Ya... how? Still heavy situation.” Elvan shrugged his shoulders. “We just pray there is unexpected help for Brother Azka.”

“Iya... Is God angry with us, Brother? Kok Kak Azka diibiarin wretched?” ask Farel. Now he put down his HP and looked towards Elvan.

“Why think so?” Elvan felt strange suddenly Farel asked such a thing.

“I've heard that we get into trouble it could be because we made a mistake and it's a rebuke from God for us,” Farel said.

Elvan looked at his sister. He did not think his sister was also very worried about the condition of the house.

“Maybe what people say is true. But it could be because we are not careful to take action. Because every action has its risks, right?” answer Elvan.

So according to Brother El, Azka guilty?” ask Farel.

“No. Azka's sister worked hard for her efforts from zero since she went to college. Until now he had five coffee cafes it was not easy. It could be that he chose the wrong coworker for his business development and so fooled finally,” explained Elvan again.

“Hmm.. yes...” Farel.

“I go to the room, yes.. Don't forget to pray if you want to sleep," said Elvan. He ripped Farel's hair off and went to his room.

Farel could only stare at her brother until the door of his room was closed and continued to play HP again.

Elvan entered his room, took off his jacket put on the back of the chair and changed his clothes with a t-shirt and shorts. Then he lay down on his bed. He took the HP he put on the table. The clock there shows 9 o'clock past 20.

Elvan find WA contact. Flower Heart. That's contact name Melati.

Elvans

- Hi ☺

Waiting…

Elvan look at HP again. There's no reply yet. Even the two ticks are not yet blue. Elvan closed his eyes.

Ting! Elvan quickly open the chat. Flower Heart. Elvan smiles.

My Heart Flower

Elvans

- Not sleeping?

My Heart Flower

- again reply chat, have not slept laa ☺

Elvans

- it's wrong 😁

My Heart Flower

why did you come home so fast?

Elvans

yeah, that's it

My Heart Flower

- ???

Something wrong?

Elvans

- you see it ya

My Heart Flower

are you ok?

Elvans

- must be

My Heart Flower

sorry, don't want to know

Elvans

- 🙄

My Heart Flower

- Hope you’ll be fine, soon

Elvans

- yes thank you

Elvan put his HP. Pretty long today. Yes, more multiple lines chat more than ever before. Does Melati feel like she's upset, huh? Ah, I don't know. Isn't this a good sign. He's watching! Elvan smiles.

Temporary…

Melati felt stupid after the chat just now.

“Why do I ask that? Ih.. attention support is very,” murmured. He hit his forehead a few times.

What did Elvan think he was trying? Melati starts to open her heart? But, the time must be because it opens the heart? Adduhhh…. I don't know. But Elvan was not as usual. He's holding something back. Never mind. Forget it.. forget it…

Melati trying to sleep as soon as possible forget the silly chat. Better think about his achievements now. Pay all tired and tired. Worry and tears are shed. The best students when graduating.

“All because of Your help and mercy, Lord,” Inner Jasmine. “Thank you for everything. To my father and mother, my brothers. Thank you Ranita also worked well. Keep joining us. Also Elvan..”.

Melati did not continue her prayer. He wondered to himself, why did he mention that name again?

“God... I why?” In his heart Melati was already shouting.

The night keeps rolling…