Seed Thief Girl
7. Ocir Onare

After getting off the plane, Aiva hires a taxi that will take him to his parents' house.

Bored, Aiva opens the phone. There, he found his story wa anyone commented on.

^^^"Va, where are you going?"^^^

Aiva's smile expanded after reading the message.

Ocir Onare, his name.

Earlier, when he stepped onto the plane, Aiva had made a story wa and wrote Will not set foot here again. Not yearsya Ocir read the story exactly a few minutes after the story wa sent.

^^^"Heheh, yes. I'm going to Mommy and Daddy's."^^^

Just sent a message, Ocir immediately active.

Aiva smiled funnyly and muttered, He is always gercep problem reply.

Derrr...

"The ice? Tumben he vidcall." Aiva hurriedly calls and sees from his cell phone a busy beach scene from the top of the building.

"Cir, where's your face?" Aiva spoke while laughing.

"In ... Here! Bweee." Ocir immediately showed his silly face which made Aiva laugh out loud.

"Ekhm, so how about next week's comic book project?" Suddenly Ocir's voice and face were serious.

"So you called because of the project?" ask the disappointed Aiva.

"No, it's not."

"What is that answer?" Aiva's eyebrows are raised next to.

"Where is the picture finished?" ask Ocir again.

"Still 10% anyway. Sorry, I've had a lot of trouble lately."

For a moment Ocir was silent. Makes Aiva feel worried about his boss's answer. Yes, Ocir is the boss. More precisely a good friend who became his boss.

"What problem?" suddenly Ocir asked like that.

"Ga see my wa story? That's the problem."

"Since when do I allow to interfere with real life work problems. How many times have I told you to be a professional!" ocir said firmly.

"All right, Boss. I'll try harder. You see, I do need more extra expenses for the repair of my parents' shop."

Ocir's forehead was seen shrinking after hearing Aiva's speech. "Why your parents' shop?" his voice sounded softer and more curious.

Well, it's got to be, right? Inner Aiva chuckled. But his face was flat and looked stubborn. "No, no why. You can't mix work and real life."

"Now I'm not your boss. Just as a friend!" Ocir raised his hand as if he promised he would not be a prank anymore.

"Related?"

"Yes, sure. Since when have I lied?"

"You're always joking." Iva smiled funny because Ocir seemed to admit defeat, and Iva as the winner.

"Are you ready for the story?" ask Ocir to make sure.

Iva nods. "So gini. Listen carefully, huh?"

"Hm."

"So early in the morning, my mom called and told me our cake shop was on fire. It is not the location of the cake burning, but still a disadvantage. Where the fire caused damage to other stores, everything went awry. Papa had a heart attack after hearing about it, and Mama continued to cry so I went to my hometown for fear of losing both."

Ocir's feelings were very sad and sliced. What a terrible disaster Iva faced.

"Or is the fire coming from your store, or what?" ask Ocir curiously.

"I don't know yet, it looks like Mama is too sad, and I can't afford more detail."

"There is certainly a loss of hundreds of millions of that," murmured Ocir who can still be heard Iva.

"I'm looking for news, Cir. And it was made on the national news website. Nih, listen yes," said Iva who had prepared a quote from the news he found. "The fire is not known for sure. However, the electrical short circuit became the suspected cause."

"In other words, the fire wasn't from your bakery, was it?" ask Ocir again.

"Maybe, but I can't be sure yet."

"Can I help you with something?" ask Ocir who is worried.

"No, no need. I still have savings for 6 years of your cooperation. So, that's enough," said Iva refused. He himself already owed a lot to this young man named Ocir.

Starting from the High School period, it became a beautiful time for students. Not with Ocir. Ocir, because his name is notoriously strange, one class bulldozed him. Only Aiva would be friends with her.

As their association progressed, Ocir showed talent that he was good at making comics. Iva was curious and started to follow her to make comics.

And that's the continuity, until they work together to create and even sell comics that until now sold well in digital form, as well as physical book sheets.

Thanks to this Ocir, Aiva earned his first income at the age of 16 years. But they had to separate 2 years later when Ocir and his mother had to move to Japan.

"Iva, Iva, Iva? The iva? Ivaaa???" ocir's voice kept calling, when he found the dreamy face of his best friend and co-worker.

"Hm yeah, why?" ask Aiva who is conscious.

"The driver called you from earlier."

Aiva looked at the old man who was driving him already outside and seemed to be waiting for him to come out.

"Oh, sorry." Aiva holds his mini bag, and stays connected to Ocir.

"Thank you sir."

"Either. Here's the case."

Aiva receives the suitcase.

When the driver drove his car out of the yard of Aiva's house, Aiva showed Ocir the condition of his parents' house through a mobile phone.

"Your yard is good" Ocir praised.

"You coming here?" ask Aiva.

Ocir's pupils dilated, between joy and disbelief with Aiva's words. "Can you?" tanyanya.

"Not a problem, come. Asaall don't leave your job without idleness. Heartbreak, hahaha." Aiva laughed loudly.

Ocir just smiled without speaking.

Chequek.

"Darling?" That's Yavit's voice, Aiva's Mommy. After hearing the voice of his daughter, he who was curious decided to come out. Just to be sure, but his daughter actually stood in front of his house.

"You're home, honey?" Yavit spread out his hands and a few drops of tears started flowing from his eye patch as his feet stepped.

"Yes, Mom." Aiva's smile slowly rose, and his eyes glazed over, after seeing the change of Mommy's body after 3 years of not meeting.

The legs of the Mommy seem unable to walk freely, and must be supported underarm sticks, should at the age of 50 years have not been paralyzed.

"Mom?" asked Aiva with his hoarse voice. He quickly reached out to Mommy.

"Mommy missed you, baby. Why didn't you tell Mom to come? You healthy?" yavit asked as he continued to kiss his daughter's entire face, even as they continued to cry together. While Aiva keeps the Mommy from falling.

"Jawab dear Mommy," pinta Yavit.

"Yes Mom, just a second. We go in first, our house has changed so much" said Aiva while turning here and there to imagine the atmosphere of their house 6 years ago.

Aiva never met his parents because of the insistence of work and efforts to ensure that Lemusa, who previously loved him, remained single even though she was betrothed to parents. Even Yavit did not pay much attention to it, the important thing is that his daughter is healthy and the monthly money is smoothly sent every month.

In Japan, at Ocir's office, he looks at his mobile phone with the heartwarming atmosphere of Aiva and his Mommy.

Her tears are dripping. "Oh, who put an onion here?" he said while wiping his face.

The conscious Aiva immediately apologized to Ocir. "Sorry, Cir. My mom and I have never met. It's been 3 years, isn't it?"

"Hm yes. Yes, I closed the vidcall. Today I give you a day off, enjoy family togetherness."

Tut's.