Price of a Drop of Seed (Dinikahi Om Duda)
Chapter 9 The Dream

"Well, it's fun Om Jo's honeymoon!"

Miranda was unconscious. Apparently He was dreaming when he fell asleep on the living room sofa where Jonathan who turned out to have just returned home accidentally heard it.

Jonathan's brain starts working. Miranda wants to enjoy her honeymoon. But unfortunately since Bara died, Jonathan is more focused on working so that more often leave Miranda alone at home. Mama Mutia chose to return to the jokja. He said he would keep thinking of Bara if he stayed in Jonathan's house.

"Mir, awake!" Jonathan touched Miranda's shoulder very carefully.

"Eh, temple?" Miranda shouted half-conscious. He immediately sat in a semi-conscious state.

"Tempe?" Jonathan frowned confusedly, "What's wrong with tempeh?"

"Loh instead of Miranda was still cooking, Mama Mutia was angry because the temple was empty," replied Miranda still dazed. Until he remembered that Mama Mutia was no longer in their home.

Because it is not good to be cornered by Mama Mutia, Miranda also grinned at Jonathan, "Sorry Om, it seems Miranda dreams. Mama Mutia is home!"

"No papa, forget that. You better take a shower now!" Jonathan goes ahead of Miranda to put down a bag of crackles. Where he had just bought food on the road.

Every day eating the results of Jonathan's cooking and also hard to buy, Miranda began to think to be able to cook himself so as not to continue to bother Jonathan, "Om, Miranda can learn to cook not at Daddy's house with Mom? Or Miranda Khursus only. So that Om does not bother to continue to prepare our food!"

"No need, I've hired a housekeeper for you. Let him take care of everything and keep you company when Om's not home!"

"No, I won't calm down and let you go outside, Mir." Jonathan chuckles at his stance. He walked towards the room while loosening his tie which made him feel sultry. Jonathan is tired because all day his company re-launched a new ad where the model still wears Jessika's face.

Miranda snatches Jo's bag still on the table, then chases Jonathan into the room.

"Om, but tomorrow Om don't forget if I want to take a diploma?" This time, what he said was not a dream. It was just that he had slipped into his subconscious,

"Yes, Om is going to the fucking office!"

"Ep... Miranda can come again, can't you, Om? Miranda bored at home alone?" Ask again with a bright look.

Jonathan who could not bear to nod. He knows what loneliness is like. Miranda must be confused alone at home without doing any activities. He forbade Miranda to participate in the course.

As usual, Jonathan returned to his cold face when dealing with Miranda. While in Miranda's dream Jonathan looks very sweet and romantic.

"Ah it's just a dream" said Miranda again. Remembering his dream a while ago.

"What are you dreaming about?" Jonathan asked curiously. The man was still busy taking off his clothes by replacing them by wrapping a towel around his waist.

"Nothing, Om. It's just a dream. Where it might happen. It's not important to make it in the story, either" said Miranda who became a little sad to remember.