
Ramira looks serious listening to his best friend's story. “Because Jonathan couldn't open that drawer, so I still didn't know if there was anything important in papa's drawer, so he felt he had to lock it, but I didn't give up. Aunt Goddess forbade me from damaging it, so I'll try another way first, but I'll open the drawer, anyhow.”
"Do you expect to find something in it?" ask Ramira.
“I don't know, but obviously, there's something papa keeps in that drawer and he doesn't want anyone else to see."
“Oh, I almost forgot, I called you to let you know that I found a photo of my mother's last boyfriend.” Ramira said.
"Did you find out what his name was?"
“Yes, Hendra Baskoro. Could that help?"
"We'll see later. I'll check it out. There is likely to be more than one person named Hendra Baskoro in the country, so the photo will help me to identify him.”
"You? What about the police?” ask Ramira.
“Of course you have to tell Detective Wira. You still remember her name, but I want to see her picture before you hand her over.”
"I keep it in my wallet, so next time we meet, I'll give it to you" Ramira said.
“So...what happened after Jonathan tried to unlock? And don't tell me there isn't." Ramira switched the subject because she was sure something must have happened.
"We ate cake and talked for a while."
"And…"
“And he kissed me. Then she went.”
"Woo-hoo! I know that!" ramira said happily while laughing.
“Do not get carried away, Ramira. It might not mean anything to him.”
“So it was just a small kiss, like the one Noah gave you?” candelessly.
"Not really."
“Come, darling. Story dong.”
"It was a great kiss—"
"Did kissannys make your whole body vibrate?" ask Ramira.
"Yes, but after that he ran off like a man whose pants were on fire. Ha..ha.ha" Jilena couldn't help but laugh considering the events last night.
“Hm, just like you burned?” Ramira laughs. “Listen well, how about you come to The Upper Spot for breakfast? We can talk more. I have to get back to work."
“If you want to make me—”
“Brown pancakes and cakes. I know your favorite. I'll make it for you." Ramira laughed again. "I'm confused to see you, you eat a lot but your body remains slim. ”
...*...
After finishing the bath and getting ready, Jilena sat in front of her laptop and started looking for Hendra Baskoro's name. He made a note for Hendra Baskoro as a possible person involved. He starts thinking about some possibilities, but until he sees a photo of Ramira, he can't think any further.
An hour later Jilena walked to the cafe, dressed casually wearing a deep red tank top and thin white trousers. He stood in line in the back row, there were two people standing in front of him.
Jilena spread her gaze around looking around. Part of the table looks empty, he feels happy because he deliberately came to miss the busy morning. The cafe is usually crowded in the morning.
“Hei, Jilena! I've made you some chocolate pancakes, it's in the back. Order your coffee and I'll take it out for you.”
“For whom is the box?” ask Jilena wonder.
“That's for me,” heard a familiar male voice answer behind him. Jilena turned. “Keenan.” He threw a friendly smile at her. “What event is it?”
The little bell clinked and Jilena turned to stare towards the door.
"Father," a boy cried from the doorway. “How long was it?”
"I'm coming" Keenan said to the boy, who appeared to be ten to twelve years old.
"Who is this?" Jilena smiled at the boy. The boy glanced at him, then turned his attention back to his papa. "Quick pa. We can be late.” He retreated from the doorway and stepped away after closing the door again.
“That's my son. We were going to go camping with his friends and I was worried we were going to miss. This doughnut is for us to bring." Keenan lifted the box to her before turning around and stepping towards the door.
"Thank you, Ramira," she threw a dazzling sweet smile at the girl.
"Thank you back."
Keenan stopped at the door and turned around and stared at him. “Don't forget ya, sunday night. I'm picking it up."
Ramira's face was beaming. “I won't forget.” His gaze followed Keenan who came out and climbed into his parked car on the side of the road. Jilena watched Ramira's expression, her smile not fading. “What's with Sunday night? Date appointment?”
Ramira continued to watch as Keenan pushed his car out of the parking lot and sped away. "What?"
“What's with Sunday night? It's your turn for a blind date. ”
“Ah is okay. We just dated.”
"Dating?" Jilena firmly placed her hands on Ramira's arms, holding her for questioning. “When are you going to tell me?”
“She just asked me out, when she came to order a donut.” Ramira grinned and shrugged from Jilena's grip, waltzing to the back of the bakery. “I still can't believe.”
"To be honest, can't you feel that he's liked you all this time?"
“Yah..he is always rather friendly and considerate. I think he's acting like that because he's a good person."
"Ye ye Ramira has a girlfriend, Ramira has a boyfriend," Jilena sings, while sitting at a nearby table.
"Stop." Ramira claps her hand. “We're not kids anymore."
"Oh, I'm just having fun." Jilena smiled. “Keenan is a great guy, from what I've seen so far. But you also have to think about his son.”
“I know, I like kids. And I've known Daffin my whole life. My relationship with Daffin is also good, I love the boy.” Ramira brings coffee and pancakes to Jilena and puts them on her desk. “I can say the same about kamu—Jonathan who has a son.”
"We're dating a cool widower one's son." The laughter of both of them broke. "It looks like we're lucky, both fall in love with the widower."
"It's so thick." In her excitement over Ramira's date with Keenan, she doesn't even remember dating Jonathan, who was a widower with one child. Not long after those words came out of Jilena's mouth, the doorbell rang, and Jonathan stepped in with Vino.
"Hello, ladies," Jonathan said with a smile as he and his son entered the cafe. Jilena jumped from her seat and stepped towards them. “Jonathan, wow there's a surprise." He bent down to be able to level with Vino. "Good morning, Vino."
"Hi." Vino smiled slightly and looked at his father. "She's beautiful. Very pretty, Vino likes it." she said without embarrassment.
Jilena looked at Jonathan and held back a laugh. He squatted down beside Vino. "thank you. You are so sweet. I think you're the most handsome boy in the world.”