
"Where are you going, Demian?"
Elli could only stare sadly at the face of her son who had now returned to his usual state.
Just one day he was happy. After returning from the office, he found Demian who had recovered after yesterday Elli and Glen cried prostrate to ask Zahira to look at his eldest son who was increasingly unclear.
Unfortunately, they did not witness Demian's change from his encounters with Zahira and Jonathan.
Now Demian apparently gave permission to his parents to go to the city of L.
"Don't go, Dem! How will we do?" elli said in a weak voice.
"Mama's father can stand on his own feet. Just like the past. So is Dem! Demian wants to be able to be a solid human being standing on his own feet like you! Sorry, Pa, Ma...! Sorry..., Dem went to find Dem's own way!"
"Don't you want to see Devana and Gege's wedding procession, Dem?" added Glen while looking at Demian's face.
Many regrets were seen in his slightly teary eyes.
In his old age, Glen felt God was retaliating for all his actions and Elli. One by one their children left. Find your own way and leave those who are starting to become frail.
"Dem wants to meet Devana and Gege before he leaves!"
"Yes. Meet them first! They are your brothers, whenever!"
Demian glanced at Papa's face. For some reason, the words Glen spoke were like they weren't Glen speaking. Because such words never existed in Glen Dotand's living dictionary.
But now Demian hears Glen himself saying that Gege and Deva are his brothers.
...........
Clear skies, blue clouds.
Demian enters the orphanage foundation that Deva and Georgino or Satria have now renovated.
Devana greeted him with a face of enthusiasm.
Deva is happy, Demian has now recovered from his mental illness which a month ago is very worried about the Gunawan family. But they all forbidden Glen and Elli to visit due to great shame.
Glen and Elli were afraid that their brothers would laugh at their suffering. But it's not that bad.
It is precisely the family that contributes number one support certainly.
But that's the thinking of people who always have bad judgment on others. So that it becomes ashamed of its own heart when self is given the trials of life.
"Sister Demian!"
"Deva...!"
"It just so happens, Brother Gege is also coming soon. Come on, let's go in!"
Demian first visited the Orphanage.
His eyes sparkled to see the little children dressed up beautifully and dressed up neatly.
Today Deva and Gege will be taking photos for the background photos on display at their wedding in the coming week. The sisters of their home became a pleasant cameo because their innocent cheerful faces were so enchanting.
"Are all orphans, Bun?" ask Demian to Mother Anne.
Mother nodded.
"But not everything, Mom! Some still have parents, but somewhere because..." Mother Anne did not continue her words. He remembered the story of Devana's life.
Demian understood Devana's foster mother's intentions.
They looked at each other and nodded.
Demian understood that life is hard. Life is full of challenges that he needs to meet.
Suddenly his eyes saw a tiny body standing at the door.
"Jo!?! Enter Jo!"
Devana called the nine-year-old boy. But his steps came to a halt after his eyes were rubbed with Demian.
Jonathan's? What's the kid doing here? What's... They come here often too?
"Which mom?" ask Deva.
"Mama in front, was chatting with someone!"
Demian's heart was pounding. His eyes glanced towards the window. Zahira was talking to a man with a sweet smile that occasionally flirted with her lips.
What's... Deva has figured out my secret too? fever in the heart.
"Who are they?" demian whispers to Mother Anne.
THE MUA? So that woman's a bridal makeup artist too?
"Zahira was desaigner of Deva's wedding attire as well. Today the shirt is done, and sent straight to the photo shoot!"
Demian looked into Jo's eyes pretending to be indifferent to her.
"Assynnya!"
"Glamma!"
Devana immediately hugged Zahira happily. They seem close, although they have not been friends for a long time.
"Well, kereen...! Great of you, Ma'am! You can sew my clothes in half a month! Asians, hehehe...!"
Demian was really clumsy when Zahira pretended to be like someone new to her.
Luckily Gege came, and they moved next door to talk.
"Gege...! Sorry, I can't watch your sacred show!"
"Why?"
"I'll move to L city, tomorrow morning!"
"Dam!"
"I always pray for your happiness. Always!"
"Wait until our wedding, Dem! Don't be like this! I want you and Surya to take Devana to the underwears. That's my dream and my dream! Even my promise to Grandpa at his navel a month ago! Pleases... Don't ruin my hopes! At least for Grandpa and Deva's sake, Dem!"
Demian. Can't believe Gege appreciates it so much.
"I..., I'm going with Papa Rendy in L.!
"They'll all be here the day after tomorrow, Dem! We're all together on my happy day with Devana! Please...!"
"Hhh.., okay! But can I stay here? Because I've said goodbye to my parents, Ge! Shame it's back again and say my move is on the line."
"This house accepts you with pleasure, Demian! Consider this home your own home. With all of our sisters, look at Dem... How happy we are all. You can even stay here forever, if you want!"
"Thank you Gege! I'll just stay the night until you get married. After that, I went to L city! Please pray also for my good in town L, huh?"
"definitely. Hope you get the best match soon too. Aamiin...!!!"
Demian was embarrassed.
He didn't think about it right now, but he also hoped God would send him a woman who would understand him, just like Gege who was lucky to get Devana.
Until suddenly, the noise of noise and even screeching and crying outside made the two men curious about what happened.
Apparently, the photo stage tent collapsed because it was not strong to bear the burden of children playing on it.
And one of his iron poles fell on Jonathan until the boy collapsed with his head covered in blood.
Of course Zahira was screaming and crying hysterically.
Demian immediately carried Jonathan's body and darted him to a nearby hospital without many words.
He went to carry Jonathan's body alone in his speeding car.
The two cars behind him followed at maximum speed. It was Zahira and Gege's car.
Jonathan received a quick response from the hospital. Five stitches Jo can be on his forehead which was hit by a photo-shot stage iron pole.
The responsible boy was also awake and just silent not much to say even though he was accompanied by Demian alone.
"Jo!!!"
Zahira cried as she hugged Jonathan's body tightly.
"Be careful, Jo's head is still dizzy, Zahira!" demian said briefly. But the words warmed Jo and Zahira's hearts.
"Jo is okay?"
"No, Mama! Just scratched!"
Zahira cried happily, her son survived the disaster and only a sewing wound that did not take his life.
If it had happened to Jo, she somehow. Zahira can't think of anything bad happening to her and Jonathan.
Maybe he would choose to die rather than live alone without his son.
...💌TO BE CONTINUE'S...