
Bonus part special season Nyx J.
God willing will make their season.
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On the other hand
Still in Switzerland.
A young girl of no more than 24 years old was staring in surprise at the little boy trying 5 years more standing in front of him, all he knows is someone from earlier knocked on the door where in the rented house a small plot with a dim light in the midst of drowsiness that hit him. He was quite tired of returning from teaching piano lessons to a child one of the guardians of the school where his self worked, teaching piano lessons in private and visiting the guardian's home became a part-time option for him in the middle of a small salary crunch to become a kindergarten teacher at his school. And imagine how surprised he was when he opened the door of the house, little J stood in front of him while raising his head.
"Mommy." The boy likes to call his mommy.
"Oh god." The girl closed her eyeballs. At first he objected when the little boy kept calling his mommy in front of the other students and teachers, but when he found out J was a motherless orphan, he finally let J call him that.
She thought J must have missed her mommy figure.
"J?," well he was clearly panicked to see the presence of the boy who had been clinging to him since the beginning of the school that was now in front of him, he raised his head and waited for himself to duck and grab the small body.
"Oh baby, it's so cold, who are you going with? where is the grandma or her baby sitter?." the girl obviously panicked, instantly squatting her body quickly, she said, he gently touched both sides of J's cheeks which looked flushed red due to the cold air that the snow season was slowly coming in Switzerland.
The girl's eyeballs were looking around her house, looking for who was dropping off the boy in the middle of the night. In fact, he didn't find anyone there, J just came alone
Trying to second-guess whether J had a fight with his daddy, did J run away from home?!. he knew little J's father was very annoying, had a bad temper and was being very emotional, he knew that he had a bad temper, it can even be frontal to anyone he doesn't like.
Once inside, a simple view is seen inside the house, only a small room in the corner of the room there is a mattress half covered by an old wooden cabinet, which is, on the left side there is a kitchen for cooking, there is a sofa chair that is quite worn and ugly which is actually quite unfit to use.
But even though it was like that, the owner was very concerned about the cleanliness of his house, he arranged everything so neatly and also regularly. The girl put J on her mattress, she covered the boy's body with her blanket slowly, chose to sit down and let his body be supported by both feet.
"Don't want to tell mommy what's going on, baby? tell me why J met mommy at this hour? did daddy scold J? makes J uncomfortable and-," She hasn't finished talking but all of a sudden the boy grabs her neck and hugs her, so tightly and so warmly.
The girl was silent, stopping her words and questions, trying to understand J's current heart. Well he knew the boy wasn't in good shape.
"J want to cry? do it, there's mommy here hmmm." In the end he gently stroked the boy's back, letting J hold him tightly where the girl tried to close her eyeballs.
He listened carefully to J's heartbeat, trying to understand his mind path and trying to understand his heart's contents. And just like what he thought, J cried softly almost without a sound, submerged himself in his arms and cried shedding much of his grief.
The girl knows, behind J's arrogant and arrogant nature, where she does not like friends approaching her, there is a heart that is so fragile, so, absorbent glass mirror thin without protection that if touched will break scattered without being able to reassemble it. He knows J is lonely, he needs someone who can understand his feelings, he needs his parents who are always there for him, in fact he heard from the stories of some friends, daddy J is too busy with his work whereas he has lost his mommy.
He could feel the body shaking in his arms, the girl chose silence, still stroking J's back with warmth and love.
"All is well, baby."