
For Ajeng today the time goes so fast, not a single hour has stepped on the number 10.
Repeatedly he gulped down his own saliva violently, so nervously approaching the seconds he was about to go on a mission with Sean.
The long-haired beauty even got up from her seat when she saw that the foster child was the first one to walk out of the classroom.
"Let's go Ajeng, quickly, before Deri comes," said Sean in a hurry and made Ajeng more anxious.
They ran out, Sean came out earlier than his friends. He came out while the teacher was saying his greetings.
"Stop!" sean said again when he saw that Deri had arrived at the school parking lot.
Ajeng's heart is beating. They both hold each other tightly, linking fingers while carrying out this mission.
"We pass by mbak, don't be nervous, just keep going."
"Well Sen," Ajeng replied obediently, really now Sean is much more like the role of a nanny.
Sean is leading their way. Through the side door of the school that is usually used in and out of the janitor.
Succeeding out of there, Sean ran until Ajeng followed, they headed for the street and immediately intercepted a taxi.
Sean's little hand moved agilely to make the taxi stop.
And when it was sitting in the taxi, then Ajeng can breathe normally.
"Astagfirulahalazim, astagfirulahalazim, astagfirulahalazim," Ajeng murmured, he stroked his own chest and felt a racing heart.
"Relax mbak Ajeng, the important thing now we meet mama first, the problem later thought later. I promise you Ajeng won't be fired."
"It's not Sen, but Ajeng is just afraid to disappoint Oma Putri and the others."
"Just calm down, I'm sure mom will help us too."
Attempting to believe the remark, he even stroked Sean's head crest lovingly.
Since 2 years since the separation of his parents, Sean admitted that he had never met his mother.
Papa Reza and all the family seemed to deliberately separate the two of them.
Ajeng also grieved about it, especially children the age of Sean would need more affection from the mother.
And after traveling a few minutes they finally arrived at one of the largest apartment buildings in Jakarta. Sean paid for the taxi using the cash he had in his bag.
The money he had was more than what was in Ajeng's wallet.
Last night Sean and his mother were connected on the phone, the genius boy secretly contacted his mother by phone.
Moreover, Mama Mona is not an ordinary person, she is a famous designer. All his work is worn by the artists and the upper class in this city. Every day the boutique was never empty of visitors, there were even three branches.
Sean continued to hold Ajeng's mother as they entered the apartment. The security guards stopped them both.
And this is where the role of Ajeng is used by Sean.
"My sister and I are going to see my mom, we've already made an appointment."
"Who's your name, son?"
"Sean Aditama."
"You?" ask the guard to Ajeng.
But Ajeng was so nervous to answer.
"Ajeng," Sean replied.
"Can I show you his identity card?"
Ajeng nodded quickly, hurriedly picking up his resident mark card inside the bag.
The officer looked at it for a while, then let the two of them in.
Astounded, the more he entered into this apartment the more beautiful he saw, a magnificent building with such a high ceiling.
Sean pulls Ajeng into the elevator.
"Sir, push button 5, your apartment unit is on that floor."
"Good!" answer Ajeng, between nervous and enthusiastic. With Sean it was like he was walking.
Arriving at apartment unit 5001, Sean asks Ajeng to press Bell.
It didn't take long, the door was open ...
Monalisa stood there with two sparkling eyes, longing wonderfully for the child ...
"Sean," called Mona she immediately crouched down and spread her arms wide, while Sean immediately ran to embrace the mother.
"Mama!" screeched Sean with a stifled voice.
Like that alone has managed to make Ajeng cry.
Yeah, it's okay if he ends up getting scolded, but what's clear is that now Sean is meeting his mother.