
This morning Jasmine was inter-schooled by Leon. Leon said he wanted to get closer to his son. It was Arini's time that brought Jasmine to school. While he is rare.
After returning home from the hill at dawn, Arini and Leon did not sleep until this morning. Their eyes are not sleepy.
Plus the nagging of the Pearl, making Leon's eyes more literate.
But thankfully, the Pearl did not nag at length like yesterday. Because this morning Arini came home safely. Not as hurt as last night.
"Last night, where did Mom go with you?" jasmine asked as the two were already in the car.
"Jasmine wants to know, huh?" tease Leon while grinning and blinking his eyes a few times.
"Papa why? His eyes are covered in dust, aren't they?" asked Jasmine plain.
For what sake, son? Papa Leon is teasing you, you know. Not flickering.
"Where are you going, anyway? How come Jasmine wasn't Yusuf?" Jasmine piqued her lips in annoyance.
"Hehe... Papa same Mama... Emm... Ada, deh. It's a secret mission. Jasmine is still a child, not yet know," Leon said while focusing on driving a car.
Jasmine snorted in annoyance. He leaned his back on the back of the chair while looking straight ahead.
"Papa's girl is funny if you have a gini again," teased Leon while trying Jasmine's chubby cheeks.
"Papa is not funny if again nosy like this," said Jasmine with her five-centi lips.
"Yes yes, sorry. Last night Papa took Mama up the hill, "tell Leon.
"Cock Jasmine the same Joseph in staying?" jasmine protested while looking straight at her father's face.
"Sorry, Honey. Not mean to be evil. But Papa same Mama again survey the location. And it turns out the place is less safe for children. It's dark. Slippery too."
"Yes already, deh. What can I do," said Jasmine. In the end, the little girl did not bother about it anymore.
And now they have arrived at school. Leon goes downstairs to take Jasmine to the front of his class.
"Here you go, Pa," protested Jasmine. He did not want to be taken to class. The last time he was delivered to class by Ani, the little girl was blessed with bullying from her friends. Said his friends, 'Jasmine spoiled child'.
"Why don't you want Papa to take you to the front of the class?" leon asked while raising one eyebrow.
"Just Papa got here! Says friends, Jasmine kid spoiled for being in between until the front of the class." As she said that, Jasmine almost cried. Her tears were in her eyes.
Leon immediately hugged the baby with affection while whispering the words, "They are just envious, son. Their parents are busy and never give them affection. They just drive school with a private driver. Unlike Jasmine, Jasmine is often in between Mama or Papa, right?"
Jasmine nodded in Leon's arms.
"Yes, if you do not want to be delivered to the front of the class. Get into class! Be careful but, huh?!"
Jasmine nodded. The girl kissed the back of her father's hand. Then he entered his class.
When Leon was about to return to the car, he was called by Sinta who had just arrived. The Jasmine teacher did not bring a private vehicle, he was escorted by his driver.
"Mas Leon, we have not seen each other for a long time" Sinta said, holding a sling bag on her right shoulder.
"Yes" said Leon briefly.
"Mas Leon's old house is for sale, huh? Said Yuna, the current owner of the house is not Mas Leon anymore."
"Yes. I've sold it," replied Leon still with a short sentence.
Sinta nodded her head. "Where to go now, Mom? Why is it sold?"
Sinta looked at Leon's car in annoyance. "Dead answer what's hard, anyway? Wear the secrets of all," he growled while clenching his hands. "ah! At best bankrupt." Sinta smiled obliquely.
The woman then moved her feet towards the teacher's room.
***
"Rin, where were you guys going last night?" ask Pearl while sitting and flipping through the fashion magazine.
"Anu. Anyway to a romantic place, Ma," replied Arini gagu. He can't tell the truth, he can do it later. If until his father-in-law finds out Leon brought him to the hill again, Leon will definitely be lectured all out.
The pearls just nodded. His eyes focused on the magazine.
"Where are you going, Pa?" arini asked when she saw Malvin dressed up.
The pearl looked at her husband too. But she already knew where her husband was going, because Malvin had already said it.
"To Leon's office, Rin. Want to check the company. Poor Leon alone," said Malvin while putting buttons up his sleeve.
Arini nodded her head.
"I'm leaving" Malvin told Pearl.
Their farewell greetings are so sweet, Malvin kissed the Pearl and Pearl forehead kissed Malvin back.
"Tomorrow Mama and Papa have to go again, Rin. If there's anything, tell Mama, okay?!" mutiara said as she closed her magazine and looked at Arini.
Arini nodded in understanding. "Yes, Ma."
Ani was shopping at the market. Wulan was playing with Joseph in the garden behind the house. Jasmine School, Leon and Malvin work. There are only Arini and Pearl in this house.
"Jasmine is his son, Rin?" ask Pearl.
Arini did not immediately reply, he was dumbfounded for a moment. Tumben once his mother-in-law was discussing Jasmine.
"Rin..," call Pearl when she sees Arini just dumbfounded.
"Oh, anu, Ma. Jasmine is smart. Loves painting. Not naughty. Funny too," said Arini as it is. Because it is like that his son.
"What is he at school?"
"Good."
"Often in the bully?"
Arini frowned faintly. Do you know where her mother-in-law came from?
"Mama never accidentally heard the talk of Ani and Wulan. Said Jasmine was bullied at school. I really don't hate Jasmine. But for some reason, when I saw Jasmine, Mama always remembered her mother."
Arini just shut up. She waited for her mother-in-law to continue her words.
"If indeed Jasmine is often bullied, it would be better if she was just transferred to school, Rin. Mama pity to see toddler in bully. His psychic will get hit."
"Later Rini the same discussion Leon first, Ma. Just ask his son, would you like to change schools, would you?"
Pearl nodded while re-opening the fashion magazine.
Arini never opened her own fashion magazine. Understandably, Arini is less slang when compared to his mother-in-law.
Pearls despite their age, but their fashion sense is high. Frequent treatment of face and hair and nails as well. Anyway, that's a slang, it's.