The Tears of Mella
Chapters. 12. Knitting love

Mella held back her laughter as she saw Chika, Raisa and the others turned their heads towards Mella. Their faces had become a medium of painting for Jun.

At will, Jun painted on their faces without them noticing. In the end, they become the laughingstock of a class. Even the teacher of the field of study who was focused on explaining the material also laughed out loud.

Chika and Raisa look at each other as they are confused by what happened. Why is everyone laughing so hard.

And how surprised they were to see that the face before him had changed with the makeup of a clown.

"Aaa ! why did your face become like that?." asked Chika and Raisa simultaneously.

Then they instantly took out the small glass they always carried to ensure their appearance.

As soon as he was surprised to see their faces, the two immediately ran out towards the bathroom, they wanted to clean up a face that was very terrible for them.

While Mella smiles and messes up her finger her thumb towards Jun as without that what Jun is doing is the best.

After the lesson was over, Mella drove her car to the police station. He wants to see Della's mother immediately, he wants to ask her for help to reopen his father's case.

Mella wants to prove to the whole world that her father is innocent and her father is the real victim in this case.

After a long wait, Mella was finally able to meet Della's mother in her room.

"Mella how are you ?" della's mother asked when Mella had walked into her study.

"Alhamdulillah Mella good Mom, even much better. What about your own mother?." asked Mella.

"As you can see. What made you come to see me?." asked Della's mother again.

"Mom I want to ask my mother for help, I want to reopen my father's case. I want to seek justice for my father and my whole family."

"Can mom help me. I have enough proof that my father is innocent. Because I saw for myself all the bitter events that happened" said Mella.

"Are you sure?" asked Della's mother.

"Yes Mom, I'm very sure. I must seek justice for my family." Mella replied steadily.

"Alright mom will help you. Now come with mom. So that this case will be dealt with immediately." said Della's mother.

Then they go out and head to a room, where Mella makes a report and requests to reopen the case that befell her father.

After all the process has been through, Mella finally say goodbye to Della's mother.

"Mom thank you for the help, I'm sorry first." said Mella politely.

"Mella, are you ready for all the results ? And you have to remember, whatever the result will still not be able to return everything as usual." said Della's mother.

"Yes, Mella is ready. Mella has made up her mind for this matter. Whatever the outcome may be, Mella is convinced it's best for Mella" Mella replied.

Della's mother smiled at Mella's reply. He patted Mella on the shoulder as a form of support from her.

Although he was not one hundred percent sure of the result. But he still tries to support it. So far, no case has changed with the initial decision regarding the suicide bombing.

After arriving as usual, Mella does her routine. After he finished, he sat in the living room accompanied by Jun.

The genie he met accidentally and changed his life so he could apply to open a case that befell his father.

"Jun what do you think makes Della's mother look doubtful when she finds out that I want to reopen dad's case?" asked Mella.

"Because all this time, someone who has been found guilty, nothing can change it. What else happened to your father."

"And just so you know, a 3-star general like that son of a bitch, will definitely use his power to defend himself."

"Otherwise you're just a kid yesterday afternoon, who didn't have anything. Let alone family power you don't have." Jun replied honestly.

"Jun is that like being a poor man ? is this the fate of us poor people who have no rank and office ?."

"Is justice only for the rich ? can the poor not get their rights?." asked Mella with tears in her eyes.

He remembered very well how the bastard general treated his father. Even then his father was immediately convicted without being able to do a defense.

"Miss don't be sad, most of the poor will get a much different punishment than the rich."

"And for in this world no one can give fair justice. For justice belongs only to God."

"But trust me, Miss's father will get that justice. And miss can prove to the world that what they see is not always true and true." Jun explained wisely.

"Thank you Jun, I'm so happy to know you" Mella replied.

Then Mella leaned on Jun's shoulder. Actually, he's very neat right now. But because of Jun he was able to stand up to this point.

'If this is everlasting, then I am so happy, Jun I really love you so much. I don't know when this happened. One thing for sure I love you so much, Mella.

'Yes ! Yes ! Yes ! Mella loves me, which means my love doesn't clap one hand. Mella I love you so much too. Even really, really love you.' Inner Jun.

The two help themselves, without Mella realizing that Jun can hear her inner voice. Jun who heard that Mella loved him was so very happy.

His heart was filled with flowers of love. Her hands tightly hugged Mella's body. A girl who has her heart.

Mella welcomes Jun's embrace, she positions herself into a comfortable position for the warmth of their love to grow tighter.

Without a word said, the two love each other and feel they have each other. Without a word spoken they promise to love each other and take care of each other the sanctity of their love.

"Jun .., " said Mella.

But the sentence came to a halt as Jun silenced his mouth with his sexy lips. They express feelings that come out from the bottom of their hearts, even without a word.

"Mella, let this happen longer, I want to hug you more. Don't go and don't say anything else" Jun said, staring at Mella's face.

Mella smiled and nodded, both of them again pouring out affection, forgetting for a moment how mortal this world was.

Forget for a moment the bitter problems Mella faced, forget the sadness and knit happiness together. In a sincere and holy bond of love, though the two are separated by different worlds.