As pretty as a Butterfly
Chapter 55. The answer to Michael's heart.

At night.

Madam Caca approached Jelita who was sitting in the garden.

"Dark ... What are you doing?" mrs Caca asked and sat down next to Jelita.

Jelita turned her head then put the fish feed on the side of the pond. "Eh foster mom, I'm spending all night feeding the fish. Mom, why did you come here and why didn't you rest, did you need anything? Just tell me."

Madam Caca smiled and cupped the side of Jelita's face. "There's something I want to talk to you about" replied Mrs Caca.

"Please Mom, what do you want to talk about?" ask Jelita.

Madame Caca sighed and asked "Jelita ... Are you happy to live here?"

"I'm happy, it's also very comfortable. The domestic assistants and the workers here are very nice, moreover your family is very good to me. How could I not be happy," replied Jelita she smiled so happily.

"Dark ... Your face has turned pretty and your appearance has changed a lot. What if one day a man comes to ask you out or tease you?" ask Mrs Caca.

"Mother, what kind of question is that," Jelita looked at Madame Caca confused by her question.

"Jawab it Son," replied Mrs Caca.

"Mother, I'm your foster child. I did not forget the obligations and rules as a foster child. I also remember the rule of not being able to date and also thinking of a man" Jelita replied.

"Mother, I promised myself, in front of you and Mom, before I became a successful man, I would not accept marriage or dating any man, either," jelita chimed in.

Madam Caca smiled there was a hint of relief in her heart. He then asked the question back.

"Dark ... How close is your relationship to Michael, my son?" ask Mrs Caca.

"My relationship with Michael was good, like a normal friend," Jelita replied.

"Ordinary friend? Are you sure there are no other relationships, relationships other than friendships?" ask Mrs Caca.

Jelita nodded. "Truely Mom, me and Michael were just regular friends, nothing more than that" Jelita replied.

Madam Caca grabbed Jelita's hands. "Dark ... My Michael has never had a girlfriend before, this is the first time I've seen him so excited and cheerful after being friends with you. I also saw a positive change in him."

"But Jelita, I see your relationship so close. I'm afraid that someday there will be members of the foundation who see your closeness and it will cause misunderstandings and uproar in the Foundation's body" said Mrs Caca.

"Roof?" jelita asked confused.

"Yes noise .. noise that can destroy the foundation of the Foundation, because of jealousy and envy in each member. If they come to know your closeness, then they will think if I am too privileged and forget about the rules that have been made before" replied Mrs Caca.

Jelita was silent as she listened and understood.

"Be aware this is Jelita, although Mother is the supreme chairman of the Foundation, but Mother must also be subject to the existing regulations. Regulations formed with high commitment of its core members, where one of the contents is not to bind a special relationship between foster children and their own children. And the regulation applies to all core members of the foundation" Mrs Caca explained.

"So can't I be friends with Michael?" ask Jelita.

"Don't no baby, you just can't have a special relationship with him. Yeah like dating or something else, that's out of your bounds."

Jelita nodded in understanding. "Okay, Mom, I get it. I told Michael there were no special feelings or special relationships. The two of us were just ordinary friends, sometimes fighting and sometimes laughing together. It never occurred to me to take him away from you. After all, Mom, I feel very inappropriate to be a part of your family" Jelita replied.

Madam Caca was relieved after explaining what she had to say and was relieved by Jelita's reply, yet somehow her heart felt heavy to accept it.

And deep down, she wanted a daughter-in-law like Jelita.

Women like Jelita, who are difficult to find in this day and age, are suitable to be made as a daughter-in-law.

Moreover, a son-in-law Chandra Putra who must be able to bear great responsibilities and also have a good heart and noble character.

"Well Mother," obeyed Jelita.

Mrs Caca then stood up and entered the main house. Still tucked away was also a sense of doubt in him. What if Michael really loved Jelita.

What she has to do, fulfill her responsibilities as a chairwoman of the Foundation or fulfill the responsibilities as a mother is the happiness of her son.

Before she went inside, Madam Caca saw Jelita once more from a distance. He let out a long sigh and thought, how evil he would be if one day he were to separate the two.

A choice so difficult, in a condition where if it really happened, to both of them.

***

In Michael's room.

Michael lay with both arms folded to support his head. The handsome man stared at the ceiling of the room while smiling to himself. He could not sleep, while his head was still filled with the incident this afternoon in the kitchen.

Michael pulled his arm and looked at the palms of his hands with his heart continuing to pound strongly. He blushed in shame when he remembered the moment his hands were tightly clutching Jelita's himalayan mountain.

His cheeks instantly frowned and he rambled to his own frenzy in the room.

Then Michael clenched his head and opened his palm many times like a squeezing motion while closing both eyes like thinking of something.

"It turns out the size of his was very fitting in my hands, not too big and not too small!"

Michael smiled, occasionally punctuated by a small laugh to giggle amused when thinking about the taste. He then grabbed a bolster pillow that was at the side and hugged tightly until the airless camper.

The man even punched him many times, like he was wrestling with a fist samsak.

I don't know what's wrong with the bolster pillow, which Michael obviously did it not because he was upset or angry.

Michael's breath sounded fiery, he took a deep breath, never had he felt this before.

A feeling that makes him always helpless when faced with it. Feelings of pleasure and comfort and heart palpitations are not because of.

Even he turned silly and acted strangely.

Michael thought, what is the meaning of all that, that he felt when he was near Jelita, or when he was thinking about it.

"What's that feeling like, do I like him?"

"Ah, is that possible?"

Michael closed both eyes and asked back to his heart.

"What ... Have I fallen in love with him, in love with Jelita?"

Michael smiled and opened his eyes slowly. Michael's heart pounded even more as he got his answer.

"Yes! ... I love her ...."

"I love him!"

"I love Jelita!" michael exclaimed, he was so happy when he found out he was in love.

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Seriate.