But he couldn't contact Alma, because he already had a family. The only way to calm himself, Jack went into his room and locked himself. Jack's habit, when there is a problem he always keeps it to himself. He never complained to anyone, even those closest to him never knew that he had a problem. He prefers to be the reclusive Jack. Talking to people is very rare. He looks indifferent and calm, but when he smiles, the dimples on his cheeks make people fascinated by his cute face.
Jack listens to his favorite music, BTs, to calm his heart and mind. He lay down, his eyes looking up at the ceiling. But he still can't calm down, he thinks about Mrs. Sera and Mr. Rafi.
Jack got up again and sat cross-legged "I can't possibly go against the wishes of Mom and Dad. But if I follow their will, I'll be the one who will get sick" Jack muttered.
Jack's time to think about this matter was short, because tomorrow around 4:00 pm Jack had to fly to America. Because Mrs. Sera has already prepared the ticket.
"Tut!" Jack's cell phone rang only once, a ringing sound for messages.
Jack took his cellphone and opened a message from Mrs. Sera "Mom and dad are waiting at the airport on time"
"Arghhh..." Jack felt depressed, he threw his cellphone hard. He doesn't care if his phone is broken or not. What was clear was that he didn't want to go back to America, he didn't want to be restrained at all. Jack was more comfortable living alone in this apartment. Because he can feel peace of mind.
If tonight is spent just thinking, maybe Jack will experience stress "I should try to call Alma" He muttered again, he returned to pick up his cellphone that was thrown far away. Immediately Jack dialed Alma's number and immediately made the call.
"Tut..Tut..Tut..." The phone was connected but Alma had not answered it. Jack waited eagerly for his call to be answered.
"Why won't Alma answer my calls? Is he busy?" Jack asked himself.
"I'd better try to call him back, who knows he answers" he continued again.
A few minutes later the phone was connected, but there was no answer. Jack felt disappointed, he lay back down, hugging the bolster tightly.
Alma's house.
While Alma was putting Aletta to sleep. He sang some children's songs for Aletta. After her little daughter fell into a deep sleep, only then did Alma go to the bathroom.
Before going to bed, Alma usually washes her face first, she also brushes her teeth to feel fresher. He then changed his clothes into a bone white nightgown, with a picture of Spongebob in front of him.
Don't forget to use Alma's facial skincare, for treatment. A few minutes, Alma was done. It's time to rest comfortably. But he remembered his cellphone, apparently Alma forgot where to put it.
"I'd better find the cellphone first. Who knows there is important information" he muttered as he opened the sling bag that was in his clothes earlier.
He didn't find his cellphone, he remembered where he put it "Why did I forget like this? What if my cellphone fell?" Alma's thoughts were different.
He looked again in his room, he opened his desk drawer, he also looked on his desk, but he didn't find it either. Alma scratched his head, he was confused.
"I feel like I put it in my bag. Why can't the cellphone be there?" He said "Or maybe you left it in the guy's car?" he continued.
Alma recalled it, his eyes looked all over the place. And it turns out he saw his cellphone under his shirt which was on the bed.
"Oh my gosh, it turns out you're here" Alma said, he was very happy to find his belongings. He checked his cellphone and saw that there were several unanswered calls. Alma opened it and saw Jack's contact.
"Why did he call me? Did something happen to this guy?" Alma asked himself.
He had a bad feeling, even Alma thought of calling Jack back. But he hesitated, afraid that Jack had bad thoughts about him.
"I better not have to call him back" Alma said while holding his cellphone tightly.
Aletta suddenly cried, without caring about anything, Alma went straight to Aletta. He didn't want his little daughter to be sad.
"Honey, why are you crying? You should sleep... Mom is beside you" Alma talked to Aletta. He stroked Aletta's forehead while looking at his daughter's face lovingly.
He felt comfortable and calm every time he saw Aletta's face. His tiredness turned to pleasure. Alma took a deep breath, he felt grateful to have such a beautiful daughter.
Aletta went back to sleep peacefully, because it was already night. Alma also looks very sleepy, several times he yawns. A few minutes later Alma fell asleep beside his daughter.
03.00 am.
In the middle of the night around 03.00 Aletta woke up again, she was crying profusely. Alma who was sleeping soundly was awakened by his daughter's cries. Aletta didn't usually cry like this.
Alma then carried Aletta, comforting her. But the crying was getting louder. It turned out that Mrs. Yulia and Mr. Mario heard Aletta's cry.
"Did you hear Aletta's cry?" Ask Mr. Mario.
"Yes Father! I heard it. Is she sick? Because Aletta is so hot like that?"
"I don't know either, we better get there soon"
"Okay dad"
Mrs. Yulia and Mr. Mario got out of bed. He went to Alma's room, they both knocked on the door "Knock...knock...knock!" Door knocking sound.
"Alma please open the door, this is mom and dad" said Mrs. Yulia.
"Just a minute mom" Alma then opened the door to his room while carrying Aletta.
"Aletta why honey?" Mrs. Yulia asked. He looked very panicked, because Aletta was his first grandchild. So he was afraid if something happened to Aletta.
"I also don't know mother, Aletta has been crying all the time," answered Alma.
"Here, let mother carry Aletta"
"You don't have to, mom. It's better if mom and dad just sleep, I'll take care of Aletta"
"It's okay dear! Here let mother replace you carrying Aletta"
"No need mother, Alma can be alone. Mother has taken care of Aletta all day, so now it's my turn to take care of her"
"You better take Aletta out, maybe she wants to be out in the open" suggested Mr. Mario.
"Father is right! Why didn't I think of that earlier?"
"Well then, let mom and dad accompany you outside"
Alma smiled mixed emotions, she felt lucky to have both parents who are very sincere love for her and her daughter. Both of Alma's parents are too kind and also very patient. It was rare to have parents like the two of them.