JODHA AKBAR
Sower of love (Part 2)

" It's been , it's been , it's been , it's been , it's been , it's been , it's been , it's been , sit gih , your phone where's Jo ? . In contact from earlier not in lift lift 😒 ! ".

Complaining Renzil, he is currently sitting alone . No matter about , the hebo will be into his presence .

Hearing Renzil's submission, Jodha immediately reached into his bag . Searching for his cell phone .

" 📱" , After checking his hp . Jodha laughs wide " 😁 ". Found his hp in airplane mode . In a matter of deting ', Jodha's flicked finger turned on her card data .

And start 'em, all incoming chats and unanswered shuffling history . Appear on the screen bright green glowing cheeks .

" 😁 , sorry earlier before class started , hp me in airplane mode . Continues because it goes to the 'perpus, so forget to activate ".

Jodha explained , without forgetting the grin .

" Hufff ",,,😒 Renzil sighed short . Finding Jodha's shikap, Renzil begins to know one of Jodha's shikap .

This woman if it starts to focus, everything can be forgotten . " Hadeh,, later , must make it , just focus on me ".

Renzil is attached in the heart, will bind it . And will make Jodha just focus on her .

" There's still something else ?you want to do on campus today ? ". Renzil began to express his purpose .

" No, the recanna is over I want to go home . Ci do you want to go home or still need to be here ? ".

Jodha answered ', and also asked the Holy One who had been silent . Busy watch out and make her arguments on her own at heart .

" I'm waiting for an invitation, you guys, if you want to go . Go first ", Suci understands Renzil's purpose . Which is definitely necessary with the friend .

" Eh , why wait for an invitation , I'll drop off if you want to go home ". Jodha volunteered without considering the presence of Renzil .

" No need , you are how the hell , pak presedir took the time . To come here, must have had to be with you ".

Sacred reprimanded subtly, she felt this best friend return to helper mode . During this time, indeed Jodha often drove Suci home . If the car is a car there is a problem . Or at least she accompanied Sacred , until her pickup car came .

Saints who incidentally , a lady from a rich family . Accepting Jodha's good intentions, she's not shy or prestige . Even if only in between with a motorbike butut owned by Jodha .

They are like stamps, which are always attached to each other . Saints don't behave like big missus . The arrogant, haughty on Jodha .

Just because he's the underdog, and a scholarship holder every year .

" But , you , how later ? " , Jodha is still feeling shy .

" Let's just say, let him get between my drivers . And you're coming with me ". Renzil breaks the debate between these two friends .

" Ha ?? ",,, Saints do not believe what Renzil proposes .

" It's been , don't argue anymore . Let's go, there's something to do with you ". Renzil stood up, started walking out the canteen .

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In another place ,,

Precisely on the street seven houses Rullio, this single mother . Circulating his bike with satai 🚲 . The plan was to pick up the son at his school .

Then will shop to the traditional market , today she is on leave of employment . After three days of longshif, he finally had a little loose time . It just so happened that all her kitchen needs were running out . So women with short hair, more towards this man .

Decide to go shopping in a traditional market only . He had to start frugally, because soon Qollio would enter basic support .

And Rullio wants to enroll his son in an international school . He wants his son to get the best education .

One by one the little children come out with the parents picked up each . And there were also those who were picked up by their baby sisters .

Beside the classroom door, stood a white-skinned boca . The face to the Caucasian, it is very prominent .

Make it different from the others, plus the color of the pupils of his eyes . Abu abu , down the eye color of the paternal grandfather .

His biological father did not go down the color of his father's pupils . She inherited the color of the pupils of the mother's eyes, light brown .

Make his eyes look like an eagle, sharp . It's different, but from the whole face of this kid . Truly inherited the face of his biological father as a child .

" Mama ", screams the child . When she saw her mother walking towards her .

" Dear Qollio ", Rullio welcomes the embrace of the son with joy .

" Where was the school dear", Rullio rubbed the child's hair slowly .

" Exclaim ma, Qollion got this from ma ma ma'am " . The child shows a plastic picture of one of the children's characters .

Plastic is clear, even if pictorial . It can still be seen clearly . Chocolate-studded cashew nuts, from one of the brands whose advertising wara wiri on tv . Round bread in the middle, studded with meysis .

Potato chips, roasted chicken flavor . Two milky flavored lollipops + melons . Are the plastic inhabitants .

" Wah , in what order is dear? , the teacher gave a gift ". Rullio reviewed the gentle smile of the once stiff, office lady .

Now transformed into a truly loving mother . Her cold face, will soften . When he was with the child, his appearance changed completely .

Hair that used to be always in the ponytail, and bangs . Now it has been trimmed short , very fitting with its oval face .

Her tiny body, used to always wear formal clothes . Knee-length skirt and bleser, now changing to three-quarter shorts .

And the top of the shirt tunic often accompanies him , while at work . Wear it only purple shirt , and subordinate black skirt . Uniform of factory employees, where to find sustenance .

While when going to attend a pickle photmal, condangan or small meeting . Rullio will wear a blouse, which is below the knee length .

All the beautiful dresses nan sexsi, she had put away . Even his expensive bag bag has been sold . Juggle with a medium sling bag from one of the magazine brands . And sometimes if he has to go somewhere . With a lot of luggage . He prefers a backpack .

" I got the perfect score ma", Qollio prided himself in front of his mother .

" Truely, my mother's son is smart . Ok, for this we will celebrate . What do you want to eat ? ".

These mother and child talks continue ', without them knowing . From a distance not far away , some are always paying attention to them .

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