As pretty as a Butterfly
Chapter 33. Jelita arrives at the Mansion.

Meanwhile, Jason and Mr. Selamet have finished seeing the condition of Jelita's house for real. They began to have an overview of any improvements and also a design that is suitable for a small house with minimal land area.

"Okay Mr. Selamet, I asked for time to design this house for a few days and after acc by Caca's mother, you can start it immediately."

Mr. Selamet smelled a smile. "Okay Jason, you just make the design first and during the wait for the design of this house so, you can tear down the roof and the wall of this reot first," reply Mr. Selamet while rocking the support pole of Jelita's house that almost collapsed.

"Dropped?" jelita tapped her head a few degrees and blinked her eyelids many times, until Jason spontaneously chuckled at Jelita's innocent behavior.

"True Jelita this house must be immediately torn down, because your house is really not worth it. Many things must be replaced, especially the roof and walls of this bamboo, even the pole of this wood has been a lot of kropos," reply Jason while touching several wooden poles nearby until the termite eggs in the wood fall.

Jelita was pensive to remember that the house was a former relic of her late father, but for the convenience of her mother she had to give it up.

"Mom is that okay?" jelita asked when she saw the two beads of the teary eyes of the mother staring at the hut house in front of her.

Mother nodded faintly and Jelita immediately looked at Jason then nodded obediently. "Alright, it's up to Uncle," Jelita replied, and Jason simply smiled. "You can call me Brother Jason."

"Okay, Brother Jason," replied Jelita.

They end the conversation, then head to Jason's car parked in front of the alley. While assisted by Jason and Mr. Selamet and the residents, Jelita finally set out for the future.

***

Jelita passed through the campus where she worked and stared incessantly. His eyes always do not want to be free to see the tall building, so far away and lost from his view just like that.

"I must have missed that place" murmured Jelita.

Along the way to Madam Caca's house, Jelita was just silent staring out of the street while continuing to hug the mother who was sitting next to her.

He felt awkward, with a man who was seriously driving a car. Until finally the atmosphere of silence was broken by Mr. Selamet who sat next to Jason.

"Son Jelita, why stay still, your face also looks pale?" ask Mr. Selamet to see Jelita from the rearview mirror in the car.

Jelita. "It's okay Mr. Selamet, just not used to just ride in the car." Jelita then closed her mouth.

Mr. Selamet turned around to check on something. "You turned out to be drunk on land, yes" he said and immediately gave the eucalyptus wind oil.

"Thank you" he said and immediately Jelita took the wind oil from the hands of Mr. Selamet.

Jelita breathed a sigh of relief, the nausea and dizziness disappeared slightly. "Based on a hard person, get in the car a little directly drunk," Jelita chirped while rubbing her nauseous stomach.

Mr. Selamet and Jason just smiled hearing Jelita blabbing himself on the back bench.

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Chandra Men's Mansion.

After nearly an hour's drive, Jason's car arrived at the entrance gate. A luxurious mansion where the Chandra Putra family lived in it.

With a fast motion Mr. Bokir ran over and saluted when the car began to speed into the front yard.

The front car window shifted down, making Jelita confused herself. Then politely Mr. Selamet and Jason greet the security who is known to have the most advanced and most advanced teeth there. It's yellow gold.

"For Mr. Bokir," said Mr. Selamet and Jason at the same time.

"Good morning!" he said in the spirit of four five.

Mr. Bokir saw Jelita at a glance, he also guessed the girl who was in the car, like he had seen but somehow when and where more precisely.

By continuing to scratch his upper lip that does not itch Mr. Bokir wondered in his heart.

"I've never seen it!"

***

He continued to be flabbergasted and did not stop propping up, until he patted his face repeatedly while chattering incessantly.

"Is this home, or heaven?" ask him to yourself. So tacky anyway.

***

The car stopped in front of the entrance of the mansion and Jelita was once again stunned, staring at everything up close. I don't know what kind of man has such a luxurious house he thought.

Inside the house, they were greeted warmly by several house assistants, quickly helping Jelita bring all her personal belongings.

"Thank you" Jelita told everyone.

Jelita pushed the wheelchair with her eyes still fixed around the house, she looked down and stared at her reflection on the shiny marble floor.

"O Lord I am so ugly" he said unashamedly, making all who heard fold their lips inward.

***

The head of the household assistant of the family led Jelita and her mother to rest in the room first according to the previous orders of the Grand Madam.

Ms. Sari then helped Jelita lay Mother Mary on the bed to rest.

"Thank you Auntie" said Jelita.

"Together, if you need anything, do not hesitate to ask Aunt or other household assistants" Bi Sari replied, and Jelita nodded obediently.

Bi Sari retreated out of the room, letting the new foster son rest with his mother, and let Jelita adjust to the room first.

***

Jelita stared at her room which was so spacious, clean and complete. He touched everything that was there, feeling he had never had. He breathed and gave thanks.

"This room area is like the area of one house only," muttered Jelita.

The room has been available a variety of objects, such as a large mattress that is soft and comfortable, a refrigerator and also a television. There is also a large wardrobe, air conditioning and bathroom in the room.

Jelita approached an object she wanted to have long ago.

"That's .. that's a study table!" exclaimed Jelita with sparkling eyeballs.

The novelty was increased when Jelita saw the table was so complete with learning equipment, books neatly arranged even the Madam of the house had prepared a Laptop for Jelita studying.

"How do you like Jelita?" said Mrs Caca who came to see Jelita.

Jelita immediately wiped her tears and then she turned around and walked over to Madame Caca.

"Thank you Mother, Jelita likes it," Jelita replied.

Madame Caca sighed, "Thank God if you like, I hope you're at home here."

Jelita smelled a smile, although she liked it, but she felt bad. This is not all overkill he thought.

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Seriate.