
Mr. Michael Rowett is silent when Jonathan asks about his relationship with Farida Rahayu, his mother.
Jonathan stared intently at Mr. Michael was waiting for his answer.
Then Jonathan thrust a picture of his father in front of Mr. Michael.
"Is this your photo?" ask Jonathan.
"That's my picture! Yes it was a picture of me when I was young, I gave some pictures of me to Farida, in the old days there was no cell phone to store photos!" answer Mr. Michael.
Jonathan is surprised not to play, the man who is now in front of him is most likely his father.
"Come Mr, tell me, what is Mr's relationship with that woman?" ask Jonathan again.
"We were once married under our hands in Jakarta, but her parents did not approve of us because we were different nationalities, two months after marriage, Farida suddenly disappeared, she said, maybe he was forced by his parents, after that I do not know what happened, I have searched everywhere, but did not meet, in the past there was no cell phone and social media, he said, finally because of frustration I returned to my country, because my business is also not good here, plus there was an economic crisis in Indonesia!" obviously Mr. Michael.
His face implied a deep sadness, as he recalled his past.
Jonathan's feelings also became uncertain, The man in front of him clearly had married his Mother, his biological mother, whether it was possible that the man in front of Jonathan was his real father.
"Before Farida disappeared, she had said that she was pregnant with my son, I was so sorry I couldn't keep him!" Mr. Michael suddenly cried, as if an old wound had been torn.
Jonathan who saw it was silent without knowing what to say, his whole soul and body felt lost, not believing what he had just heard.
"Jonathan, if you know where that woman is, please tell me!" said Mr. Michael rubbed his wet face.
"The woman is dead!" jonathan answered briefly.
Mr. Michael who heard that immediately returned to tears, in his heart full of regret. Then he looked at Jonathan with a deep look.
"Where do you know all about Farida?" ask Mr. Michael.
"Because, she's my Mama!" sahut Jonathan.
"What's? You're Farida's son? Did ya? Does Farida have any other children besides you?" ask Mr. Michael gasp.
"No, I'm my only child!" answer Jonathan.
Mr. Michael stood up and looked at Jonathan with a difficult look.
"Jonathan, are you my son? Yes, your face is not like real Indonesia, you must be my son!" exclaim Mr. Michael with a slightly sparkling face full of hope.
Jonathan stood up, too, but he withdrew from Mr. Michel tried to get closer.
"Since I was a child My mother has suffered, I have always been bullied for not having a father, plus the pressures of life and the economy is very heavy, My mother works in the rice fields owned by my brother, my mother, he collected money little by little to send me to school, even until he owed it to the Ancient family, from birth I never knew what it was like to have a father, until I married new I know, I know, because Papa Ricky I've considered my own father! Now you come admit that I am your son! Is that fair??" said Jonathan.
"Even my mother never remarried because she said she only loved one man in her life, and at that time I hated my father, my grandparents before she died, if my father had left me in the womb! I don't know what's right!!" continued Jonathan.
"Jonathan, I never left you, I was looking for you but I didn't see you, please Jonathan I miss you so much, all this time I've been tormented by your loss!" said Mr. Michael.
"No! My mother is dead, there is no benefit to you coming or not in my life, after all I have my own family who clearly love me!" cetus Jonathan's.
Then Jonathan rushed out of his room, leaving Mr. Michael's alone.
Jonathan walked quickly down to the bottom, he continued walking out of the lobby and then headed to the parking lot.
His heart and feelings are difficult to describe in words. Whether he should be happy or sad, all blend into one.
after arriving at the parking lot, Jonathan immediately got into his car, he drove his car fast to his home.
Kezia, who had just finished cooking, was astonished to see her husband's arrival sooner than usual.
"Eh, Bang Jo is home? Fast tumben Bang, fortunately I have finished cooking it, today I cooked the meat stew you know the same pecel, if this is original homemade, I saw it directly in the Internet tutorial!" babble Kezia.
Jonathan silently did not respond, he just sat down to open his shoes and immediately went into his room, throwing his body on his bed.
Kezia who walked after him was very astonished to see Jonathan's attitude today.
"Bang Jo why? Is there a problem at the office?" asked Kezia who was now sitting at his bedside caressing Jonathan's hair.
"Zia, can you serve Brother for a moment?" ask Jonathan.
Without waiting for Kezia's answer, Jonathan immediately laid Kezia down, then kissed Kezia's entire face, Kezia who was still astonished to let her husband vent his desires.
Until Jonathan begins to direct his own into Kezia's body, Kezia grimaces with pain, usually Jonathan makes Kezia lulled first, but today Jonathan behaves differently than usual.
"Slow Bang! Poor Dedeknya!" kezia warned.
Jonathan slowed down his tempo.
After Jonathan managed to spill his passion, he then rolled over to Kezia's side, then Jonathan cried his back to Kezia, his back shaking vented all his feelings.
Kezia then hugged Jonathan from behind, at the door of her husband's straight hair feeling.
"Bang Jo just cries if you want to cry, it's okay for men to cry occasionally!" said Kezia who still continues to hug her husband's body.
Jonathan turned his body, looking at his wife's face which always made his heart shady and calm.
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