She's Melisa
New plan

Time has rolled, Evening has replaced the beautiful Morning Dusk. Sunlight had penetrated through the sidelines of the air pentillation within this room.

It looks Melisa who fell asleep on the expanse of prayer mats with the use of mucus is now awakened because the light hit her natural face. Last night after the prayer isya' he brought the prayer equipment into his room to anticipate if he was lazy to go down when dawn arrived. And sure enough, he likes it so sometimes mageran.

Melisa immediately woke up and cleaned herself up, after which she went down to meet with Om Irfan.

"Non is awake" said the aunt who was standing at the door of the room when Melisa was about to come out.

"Yes bi, sorry I'm late waking up". Melisa replied with courtesy.

"It's okay Non, Master also has not gone out of the room, I'm sorry to wake up Mr. first yes Non". Aunt went to the next room.

Melisa goes down and immediately leads to the kitchen intending to help prepare breakfast. But it turns out that breakfast was all served. It crossed his mind first I want breakfast also have to prepare breakfast for the bak*ingan.

There's Bu Inah and Mba kiki who are always busy helping me, "Haisshhhh I miss my foster mother" her inner self in my heart.

"Why the food was just seen aja" reprimanded Om Irfan who turned out to have arrived at the dining table.

"Eh Om Irfan," Melisa realized from her daydream. "i wait for Irfan, it's not polite if I go ahead of the host". He berkilah.

"Yes please" om Irfan welcome Melisa. And breakfast starts quietly without a sound at the dinner table.

"Om Irfan go where, early in the morning is very neat". Melisa asked when the breakfast was over.

"Om must return to Jakarta, Om's work there can not be left too long". Answer about Irfan.

"So you don't live here"? Melisa wondered and asked.

"Oh, yeah. What about the offer". Irfan asked again.

"i'm ready om. I can't keep hiding from them, with a new identity I can monitor their movements freely. While thinking of the way I should take it next". Melisa answered steadily.

"Alright then, om will help your new identity files, but you have to change your appearance. Can you do it? (Om irfan)

"Om take it easy, that's my forte. But um, I want to continue my studies at my former college without repeating the semester". Melisa expressed her desire. (Showling)

"It can be set, so... Your name now?" (Om irfan)

"Lili om" Melisa replied

"Lili gentle name, like Lilies" (Om irfan)

"Yes, Lili is a nickname to the darling of Mama. And the Lilies are also the names of Mama's favorite flowers". (Showling)

"Yes right, Lili is the favorite flower of the Goddess. So I agreed yes. You become a child of Om and must call Papa from now on. For self-identity files all can be set". (Om Irfan)

"But om, do your children and wives not mind?" ask Melisa.

"Om's been divorced for a long time, and we don't have children. So you are the only son of Om." replied Om Irfan.

"Thank you very much Papa" hesitantly Melisa tries a new call for Om Irfan.

There is a warmth that Irfan felt when Papa's call was thrown by Melisa. All this time he was afraid his old age would be alone even more so Cindy the woman he loved had died.