"Who, ma'am?" Shakira asked as soon as her mother lowered the flat object from near her ear.
Her eyes didn't blink once. Her face was flat and his mouth was not tightly closed. She did not respond to her daughter's question.
In her heart there was only a collection of raging feelings. Her mind is also unreliable in such an urgent situation.
"Mom?" called Shakira who then moved her palm in front of her mother's face.
She also looked a little worried seeing his mother's expression. Silent and silent like someone who is possessed by a demon. In fact, a few minutes ago she was still fluent in saying a few sentences to Shakira.
Suddenly her hand looks in a hurry to open his cellphone. Her eyes are also focused on a screen full of various applications. However, only green applications were looking for at that time.
[Help me please, Eveline.] She managed to write one message in the roomchat on behalf of Mrs. Eveline.
Apparently, she wanted to ask Mrs. Eveline for help again. Because, she already feels unsafe in a place that is far from the noise of the city though.
'I have to act faster than him,' Mrs. Jesseline thought, already filled with anxiety.
With conditions increasingly impossible, Mrs. Jesseline intends to immediately leave the French city. Even though Mrs. Eveline had facilitated the bodyguards who guarded the full security of the house, Mrs. Jesseline already had a bad feeling.
"Hurry up to the room and pack our things as soon as possible!" Mrs. Jesseline asked her daughter.
Shakira, who didn't know what was going on, didn't want to ask much. She actually felt sorry for his mother's expression, who felt uneasy for days. She then immediately brought his feet to a room not far from the living room.
Mrs. Eveline's old house that they lived in did look more minimalist. All rooms are designed close together. However, the antique decorations installed in some of the rooms are a shame to be left dusty like that.
At first, Mrs. Jesseline was very comfortable living in the house. The atmosphere that was not too noisy made him and Shakira feel a little calm and at ease. In fact, she thought the house would be his hiding place for a while. However, it turns out that Mr. Henderson looks like he will do whatever it takes to find Mrs. Jesseline's tracks. What's more, they can track a person's position through their cell phone number alone. And unfortunately again, Miss Jesseline forgot about such small things.
Ting!
There was a message entered into Mrs. Jesseline's cell phone. She then immediately opened it because he knew that the message was from Mrs. Eveline. Because, since his departure from home made him cut off communication with anyone, unless there was an urgent need.
[Say what I can help you with.]
"Thank God," Mrs. Jesseline muttered after reading the message from her best friend.
Since her college days, Mrs. Eveline has indeed become a friend who is always there in any situation. In fact, she always put the interests of others first without ever thinking about himself. That also makes Mrs. Jesseline still very close to him. Although, basically the beliefs they hold are different. However, it was never a friendly distance between them. Instead, they both want to prove that differences in beliefs will not damage the meaning of a friendship.
Mrs. Jesseline then immediately typed a long message for Mrs. Eveline. His plan was to ask for help so that Mr. Vincent could arrange a passport to go abroad that very night. Because, Mrs. Jesseline knows that Mr. Vincent must have many relations or acquaintances who can help him apply for a passport quickly. Mrs. Jesseline will also immediately agree to whatever price she has to pay.
After successfully sending a message to Mrs. Eveline, Mrs. Jesseline then immediately looked for a plane ticket that could take her away that very night.
Her fingers then immediately looked for an online ticket purchase application.
"Indonesia," she mumbled slowly as she typed the word into the search bar.
She deliberately chose Indonesia, because only that country managed to attract his mind. The country is also one of the countries that she or his family have never visited. And somehow she was sure she could live in peace with his daughter there.
After several minutes of filling in the data in the ticket purchase application, she finally got two seats to fly to Indonesia at 21.00 later. He is very grateful, even though the other side of her heart is still not sincere to leave the house left by her parents. The house where she grew up with full affection. However, circumstances still forced him to think rationally. It is no longer possible for him to occupy the house which was probably damaged last night by Mr. Henderson's men.
"I've tried everything, Mom," said a girl who walked up to Mrs. Jesseline.
With the state of still unknown, Shakira seems to want to ask her mother something. However, she also had to know the consequences of her decision to become a convert at that time. She also understands, must be bad news that will be conveyed by his mother. However, still … she and his mother had to support each other under such circumstances.
"Where are we going again, ma'am?" asked Shakira with a face so withered and sad.
Mrs. Jesseline then looked at the face that almost resembled her seriously. For some reason, every time she saw Shakira's face, his heart was cut. Lots of bad memories recorded in his memory the last few days.
"We will fly to Indonesia at nine o'clock, dear," said Mrs. Jesseline in a sad tone.
Shakira took a deep breath. In fact, it was very difficult for him to leave his hometown. Moreover, she still wants to join the sharing session with his mentor—Fajar—. However, she was aware. She should not be selfish by only thinking about her personal interests. Remembering, her mother had desperately protected and fought for her life.
"Then how about our passports, Mom? You won't be attending Sis Livie's trial anymore, either?" asked Shakira who did know that her mother had helped Mrs. Eveline in the trial of Livie's case.
Mrs. Jesseline was shocked by the second question from her daughter. He forgot that he still had a promise to help his best friend to fight for justice for Livie. Instantly, he set his sights on the living room ceiling. Thoughts that had been a little relieved because of getting help from Mrs. Eveline were again mixed up.
"Our passports will be managed by the husband of my mother's friend yesterday. Ummm ... for Livie's case, I don't know what will happen yet," said Mrs. Jesseline while holding her head with both hands.
The head feels like it wants to immediately remove all its contents. She then thought that his actions were too selfish for Mrs. Eveline. Remembering, Mrs. Eveline has done a lot of good to help her family.
'Help me God!' Mrs. Jesseline shouted in her heart.
In such a situation, it is God who deserves to be asked for help.
To be continued ....