THORNY ROSE
CHAPTERS 108

Tona couldn't fall asleep last night. His mind was still on Jerome.

As a result, morning. Dona went back to Jerome's house. Under the pretext of wanting to take Jerome for a morning run.

"For aunt. Sorry, Dona's been annoying." Dona said politely, and her lips smiled kindly.

Of course Dona behaves like that. He wanted to look perfect and noble in the eyes of Jerome's parents.

Madame Meysa hugged Dona for a bit, kissed Dona's left right cheek. "Darling, you're fresh in the morning. It's getting pretty." he praised.

Adding a smile to Dona's lips. "Yes tan, this is Dona trying to get Jerome to run in the morning. Like a holiday." said Dona.

Madam Mesya smiled faintly. "Sorry baby, but Jerome's not home" he said with a look of regret.

The smile on Dona's lips slowly disappeared. "Indeed Jerome where tan?" ask Dona curiously.

It's too early for someone to leave the house. Or maybe, last night Jerome did not return home after leaving. That's what Dona has in mind.

"Jerome.." said Mrs Meysa cut off when someone interrupted their conversation.

"Jerome there's an important job. It's more important than accompanying a woman." said Mr. Dewanto.

Dona and Madame Meysa immediately stared at the owner of the voice who had also just arrived. And immediately make the atmosphere becomes unpleasant.

Dona tried to smile at Jerome's grandfather. Of course I want to get his heart. Moreover, Dona knows very well, if he does not like himself at all, since the beginning of the meeting.

"Grandfather." said Dona kindly. Unlike Mrs Mesya who even threw away her face indifferently.

"Guests are not invited. Why try, early in the morning has come here. Must be asking for breakfast." said Madam Meysa in heart

"My grandson is only two." said Mr. Dewanto, keeping his feet up.

Dona smiled bitterly. "This old man. What the hell he wants." snorted Dona in heart. Dona felt that he had never done anything wrong to Mr. Dewanto.

But somehow, he showed his dislike for Dona directly since the beginning of the meeting. Where, at that time Dona and Jerome were still both sitting on the bench of Junior High.

Madame Mesya stroked Dona's arm. He knew that Dona was the same as him. Nor did he like Jerome's grandfather.

"Already, don't be ignored. Don't put your heart in." concluded Mrs Mesya.

Dona smile. A smile that looks sweet on the lips. But not with what is in his mind and heart. "Oh yes aunt. Where is Jerome?" ask Dona again.

"Auntie doesn't know either. Usually he gathers with his friends who according to aunt is very useless."

"Luck and Tian?" ask Dona to make sure.

"Who else."

"If Dona could know. Where do they usually hang out?" Dona still hasn't given up wanting to know Jerome's whereabouts.

"Auntie also knows less. Jerome never told me either. Try Dona's phone. Ask Jerome where is it now?" advice Mrs Mesya.

Dona smile. "Gue phone. Until the apocalypse won't be lifted either." her mind.

"Emm,,, Dona called her. But not lifted by Jerome." said Dona reasoned.

"Oh my God, Jerome, I'm sorry baby, Jerome's a little hard to call."

Mrs Mesya took the cell phone. "So soon, I'll try to call him."

Dona fell silent. Hoping that if the mother made the call, Jerome would pick up the phone call.

"How's aunt?" dona asked, looking at Madame Meysa's visibly irritated facial expression.

Madam Mesya shook her head. "Sure Jerome's still sleeping."

"It turns out to be true of my guess. Jerome's not home. Where do they usually gather." Inner Dona.

"Aunties. If it's Jerome's apartment, does auntie know?"

"Know, but not all."

Dona's heart smiled happily. "Crazy, it means Jerome has more than one apartment. Truly the man of my dreams." his screams inwardly pleased.

"Emm, yeah, aunty. Then Dona says goodbye first. Say hi to Jerome, if you're home."

"Aren't you here, accompanying auntie?" haggard Mrs Meysa.

"Sorry aunt, Dona wants to exercise. Take a day off." reject Dona kindly.

"here. Same old man. Really boring. Not bad." inner Dona.

"Well, you be careful, baby."

"Yes aunt. Thanks though. Dona said goodbye first." Don said goodbye.

In the car, Dona doesn't stop swearing. Plus the attitude of Jerome's grandfather up to this moment clearly showed a rejection of his presence.

"That's sickening...!!!" dona shouted, hitting the steering wheel hard with emotion.

While in Jerome's apartment, Rose woke up first than the others.

Rose smiled, as she saw three men sleeping in front of the television in different styles. Tian was in the room.

Morning had already greeted, and they were still closing their eyes comfortably. Not at all disturbed by the arrival of the Rose in the room.

Lucky school is off today. So the rose does not need to lie to his friends, related to several wounds and scratches on the skin of his feet and hands. And also her cheeks are still a little swollen.

The rose also just contacted her mother. Said he hasn't come home yet. I still want to go for a walk with my coworkers.

The Rose's heart is not the heart, it must lie to the mother for the umpteenth time. But he had no other choice. Of course, because the Rose did not want to make the mother worry about her.

"I'd better make breakfast first." murmured Rose.

Walk in the other direction. Search for the kitchen. Rose's hand opened the refrigerator and also some cabinets that were stuck on the kitchen wall. And the cupboard under the kitchen table.

Look for cookware she can use as well as food ingredients she might be able to cook for breakfast together. "Rice." murmured Rose.

Soon the rose washes the rice and sheds it in the tool. "It's important there's a rice first."

Finished, Rose immediately looked for ingredients she could cook for the side dish. Sausages. Eggs. Noodles. And some other ingredients, immediately the Rose took it out of the refrigerator. Without any green vegetables.

"just this. Where is enough." The rose looks and counts the amount of food and also the person who will eat it.

"Fried rice only times yes." murmured Rose.

The rose moved quickly, looking for a seasoning she could use to blend the fried rice. "Thank God, there is."

In the closet, there are some ready-to-eat spices and also other cooking spices that are neatly stored. "Who bought it." thought the Rose.

"Ckk,,, I don't know. The important thing is." Rose continued.

While waiting for the rice to cook. The rose cut out the other ingredients that he would fry with rice.

With agility, the Rose began to fry the rice. Set it up at the dinner table. And make some hot tea.

Roses don't make coffee. Because there was only tea that he found in the cupboard in the kitchen.

"Done." The rose patted both of his palms. Smiling happily the breakfast he prepared for his companions after it was over.

The rose looked towards the wall clock that was stuck on the wall next to it. "God. And they have no sign of waking up yet."

The rose rubbed its neck that felt wet from sweat. "Did I wake them up." murmured the Rose.

There's no way the rose will stay here. He also has other activities. Moreover, later in the day he will have to return to work.

"Ckk,, right. I better wake them up."

The rose was about to turn around, but she was thrown in shock because Jerome was already standing behind her. "Gosh..!!" exclaiming Rose held her chest that skipped a beat in surprise.

"Sorry, make you shocked." great-granddaughter Jerome, did not expect the Rose to be so surprised by its existence.

"Yes sorry." Jerome showed off a row of his teeth that were white and neatly arranged.

"What are you doing?" jerome's eyes tried to look up at the dining table.

"Make breakfast."

"There's food?" ask Jerome.

Bengong rose. This is Jerome's apartment. But Jerome asked himself. Bizarrely. "There is, but yes it is" explained the Rose.

"Sir Jerome woke the others up. We have breakfast together." The rose goes towards the sink.

Jerome smiled. Actually he woke up because he smelled a savory and delicious aroma. Curious, Jerome immediately stepped into the kitchen.

Look at the appearance of the rose. How Roses cook. How the hands of the Rose nimbly play the cooking utensils.

Jerome even imagined, if he and the Rose lived one roof. Every day you will see a beautiful view like this.

Feel the pleasure of food cooked with love by the Rose. "Sir Jerome...!!" call the Rose, when Jerome looks at himself and smiles.

"Yes.." - Jerome.

"Loh.." instead of immediately returning to the living room, Jerome instead took his foot forward, approaching towards the Rose.

"Cock even here. Wake the others up, have them wash their faces. We have breakfast together." - Rose's great-grandson, like a wife commanding a husband to wake their child.

Cup.... Jerome landed his lips on the forehead of the Rose. "Ehh..." Surprised roses. Tacit. And gawking.

"I'll wake the others up." Jerome smiled, turning around. Do what the rose says.

The rose is still silent. Both of his eyes blinked slowly. His right hand touched his forehead which had just been frowned upon by Jerome. While his left hand held his chest which suddenly thumped uncharacteristically.

The rose closed its eyes. Swallow salivation. "Huh,, don't Rose. Don'tdon't. Control your feelings. Remember, you're not on the level. Don't make your heart feel pain again." murmured Rose.

Build and fortify yourself with high and sturdy walls. So that no one can enter, even knock down the wall.

The rose again went on to wash some of the containers and cooking utensils that were dirty because she was wearing them. Rose's lips suddenly smiled in light of the incident just now.

The rose shook its head. Take away what is in his own mind. "Focus on learning and working. Remember. Be a strong and successful woman. Agara will no longer dare to humble and belittle you." Inner Rose kekeh.

A few minutes later, everyone gathered at the dinner table. "I'm sorry, there's only this that Roses can cook." - the Rose's great-granddaughter with a funny expression.

"It's okay. Why you should bother cooking. We can order, and just eat." Tian said.

"What a hell, brother. All the roses want to thank everyone. Thank you for helping the rose. Although the food all belongs to Brother Jerome." said the rose accompanied by a slow irony.

"Just the same. Mine belongs to you too." Jerome said lightly, making the atmosphere awkward. Especially for the Roses.

The rose smiled stiffly. She is not a stupid and innocent woman. Especially after the incident in the kitchen. "Khemm. It looks like the fried rice is very delicious." invite Luck, extending his hand to take the fried rice made by Rose.

"What the hell is Jeee." exclaimed Luck, whose hand was suddenly brushed by Jerome.

"Gue first. This is my apartment. That's polite dong." reprimand Jerome. That's not why Jerome did it.

He wanted to be the first to pick up and taste the food cooked by the Roses. "Ckk,,, usually there are no rules of kayaking" murmured Luck, knowing the reason Jerome.

Tian and Erza only shook their heads at Jerome's childlike behavior. "Jeez Jeee... give-a-share..!!" exclaim Luck.

Because Jerome took the fried rice until the plate was full. "Bawls. Noh still a lot." - Jerome.

Rose smiled faintly looking at the debate of Jerome and Luck. "Basic. Not good just to know the taste." Inner Luck, because he had never eaten Rose cuisine.

Luck, Tian, and Erza took turns taking the fried rice. "Rose, you take mine, if less." Jerome bargained.

The rose wanted to open its mouth, but Luck first chimed in Jerome's words. "Don't want. It's Jerome's mark." said Luck as he stuck out his tongue.

Jerome looked in annoyance at Luck. "No need to brother. Roses eat a little." Reject Roses politely. "All, please eat. Hopefully it doesn't feel too disappointing." continued Rose.

Just one mouthful, Luck looked directly at the Rose. "What's up, brother?" ask Roses.

"Elo make it yourself?" ask Luck not to believe it. Likewise with Tian and Erza, who felt the fried rice made by Roses was delicious.

Roses nodded. "Should I show you the CCTV?!" jerome asked in a tone of disbelief. "Why, delicious?" jerome said arrogantly. The rose that cooks.

"Yes right. You're good at cooking it." said Erza.

The rose smiles knot. "Thank God if everyone likes." Roses remain low.

At Rose's house, Lina's mom was about to leave for work. "Djorgi's car, isn't it?" thought Miss Lina, there was a white car stopped right in front of her house.

But Ms. Lina did not know the owner of the car. Because, all this time Djorgi used some of his cars. And all are black.

"Ckk, don't expect it." said Ms. Lina to herself. Guess if it was Djorgi who picked him up.

It turned out that Bu Lina's mind was right. The car parked in front of his house is a Djorgi car. "Loh, mum. How come you're here?" lina asked, as Djorgi opened the window of his car without coming out.

"Let's go in. Go with me to breakfast first." Djorgi opened the car door from the inside.

It was very eager for Djorgi to come out, opening the door for Lina from the outside. Djorgi, however, held back his desire.

He still remembered clearly when Lina refused and said not to do so. Because Lina doesn't like it.

Lina immediately got into Djorgi's car willingly without being forced. For a long time, Lina felt comfortable and used to the small attention Djorgi gave her.

Lina's wearing her seatbelt. "Lina cooked a little. What should Lina get. Let's not buy it." Lina bargained.

"Don't. You'll cook for me tomorrow. Let the cooking at home to be eaten by the Roses." declined Djorgi. Who actually wants to have breakfast together by looking at the beautiful face of the mother of the Rose.

"Where's the rose?" Djorgi looks for Roses in the yard. Because it's a school holiday today. "It's definitely still sleeping." guess Djorgi.

"No. Despite the holidays, the rose never wakes up during the day. The rose will wake up as usual. Maybe it's a habit." explains Lina.

"Emmm.. busy inside."

"No. Roses slept last night at his co-worker's house. The phone call came in the morning, he said he had not returned. Want to go for a walk first." explained Lina.

Djorgi nodded slowly. "The rose always says whatever you do. Where he went." great-grandson Djorgi, started driving his car.

"Yes mas, can cry if you do not know how and where the Rose is." kekeh Lina.

Djorgi smiled faintly. "Let's try to be in the Rose position. Being noticed and worried about you." but unfortunately, Djorgi only dared to say it in his heart.

Without Djorgi knowing. His car came out of the house in a tail by another car behind him. "Roses, and his mother. Fuck." said Gaby.

Last night, Gaby asked the aunt for a Rose home address. Catty. That's the reason Gaby knew who the woman was that got into the car.

Gaby was curious and suspicious. Because when the papa told the Rose, Gaby felt if the look on the face of the papa as if saying it with pride.

The father said he wanted to remarry after years of living alone. Gaby suspects there is a desire for the father to marry again, certainly not far from things related to the Rose.

Gaby's guess was right. This is the first time Gaby saw the papa want to car with women, in addition to the aunt and her oma.

"Why...!! Why should he...!!" exclaimed Gaby stared at the car of the father who was away from her.

Gaby immediately applied for her loan car. Gaby doesn't use her own car. Gaby chose to borrow Weni's car. He reasoned that his car was still in the garage.

Gaby wants to make sure. If true, the father has the feeling of the mother of the Rose. Gaby's car stopped, while the papa's car also stopped in front of a simple food stall.

"Gosh,, even papa would eat in a place like this. For the sake of the village woman." - Gaby growled.

At first glance, Gaby recalled the time she drove Weni. Where he saw the father eating alone with a woman. "It must be the same woman."

Gaby saw the father and the mother of the Roses walking in tandem into the dining area. In fact, both corners of the papa's lips are always raised upwards.

Showing a beautiful smile. Happinessful. "No. I do not want, if until papa married his mother Rose. What the world says. I, Gaby. Having a half-brother like a rose. Iiihh,,, disgust." hina Gaby.

"Does the Rose know all this. He must know. Sure. And he must have told his tacky mother and the village to approach papa. I thought I would just shut up. Not going, Rose." Gaby gripped tightly on the steering wheel with both hands.

"Especially if you also enjoy my papa's treasure. That should be just for me." Gaby sneered.