"We will leave this house, sir," said Mrs. Jesseline to the bodyguards assigned by Mr. Vincent since a few days ago.
The bodyguards had a very firm face. His body also looks very muscular. During the vigil at the house, Mrs. Jesseline and also Shakira never once saw the curve of their lips. To the extent, the two of them also barely dared to invite the bodyguards to have a conversation.
"Where are you going, ma'am? Let us escort you to your destination," said one of the tall and dashing men. If you look at it, it looks like a weightlifter.
They had indeed been assigned by Mr. Vincent to guard and escort Mrs. Jesseline and Shakira wherever they went. This was done so that the two of them would not be filled with fear while staying at Mrs. Eveline's house, which had not been occupied for a long time.
"I want to take care of the passport with my child," answered Mrs. Jesseline, who had already prepared all the things she was going to take abroad.
He indeed took the initiative to bring all his belongings when he was going to apply for a passport. At the same time, so as not to go back and forth to Mrs. Eveline's house again. Besides, it's a shame if the bodyguard goes back and forth to keep him and Shakira safe.
"Okay, ma'am. Let's deliver!" said the man firmly.
Actually, Miss Jesseline really wanted to reject the bodyguard's words. However, she certainly feels bad for Mr. Vincent. Even the fear that Mr. Vincent would think that they did not appreciate his help always swirled in Mrs. Jesseline's heart and mind. As a result, Miss Jesseline couldn't help but reply to their words with a friendly smile.
After successfully locking the door, Mrs. Jesseline and Shakira then immediately went to their car. While behind them, there were already bodyguards ready to drive with the vehicles they brought.
"Miss Eveline and her family are very kind, yes, Mom," said Shakira, who was turning her head back. Seeing the bodyguards who were ready to escort him and his mother.
Mrs. Jesseline just smiled as she turned her head like Shakira.
"Since a long time ago, Mrs. Eveline has always helped Mother. And it is very fitting that now she gets a very loyal partner like Mr. Vincent," said Mrs. Jesseline, who took a deep breath a moment later.
There was a sudden feeling of envy in Mrs. Jesseline's heart. For some reason he felt that Mrs. Eveline always got lucky. His way of life is better than his own.
Suddenly, his mind wandered far away in his college days. Where, since attending college, Mrs. Eveline has always excelled above Mrs. Jesseline. He can be so easily recognized and loved by several lecturers. Meanwhile, Mrs. Jesseline, had to ask for help from Mrs. Eveline, especially to just get intense guidance from the lecturer.
However, Mrs. Jesseline realized that her jealousy would only become a disease of the heart. He thought that Mrs. Eveline deserved complete happiness. After all, Mrs. Jesseline never once saw her best friend show off her superiority. Instead, she always humbled himself. Always provide help, even when the situation is difficult.
"Mom's cell phone is ringing!" Shakira's voice managed to wake Mrs. Jesseline from her thoughts.
It was so exciting to enjoy the past, she didn't even hear the ringing of the cell phone, whose voice was not soft.
"Eveline," Mrs. Jesseline muttered as she stared at her phone screen.
Apparently, there had been an incoming call from Mrs. Eveline's phone number.
"We will meet immediately at the passport office, yes," said a woman on the other side of the phone.
Mrs. Jesseline then curled the corners of her lips upwards. Apparently, Mrs. Eveline wanted to accompany Mrs. Jesseline from the processing of the passport until the flight time.
The plane ticket that Mrs. Jesseline had ordered last night had to be cancelled. She rearranged the schedule for his departure to Indonesia. Because the passport can only be processed that morning.
"Okay ... I'm also about to go, Line," said Mrs. Jesseline in a friendly tone.
After that, they ended the telephone conversation. Mrs. Jesseline also doesn't want to waste her time. What's more, she was also worried that someone from Mr. Henderson's orders might meet him later. Because, it is not impossible that they are scattered in several streets around the French city.
***
"How are you, ma'am?" asked Mr. Vincent after Mrs. Eveline hung up the phone.
On such a sunny morning, Mr. Vincent and Mrs. Eveline already looked presentable in the clothes they were wearing. According to the promise they had made, that morning they would drive to a passport office. Which, there, Mr. Vincent has an acquaintance whose position is quite high in the office.
Last night, Mr. Vincent had contacted him for help that day. At first, he had doubts. Because he hasn't kept in touch with his friend for a long time. Afraid, the friend was going to refuse the request from him.
However, the assumption was gravely wrong. His friend was actually very happy to be able to connect with people as good as Mr. Can. And thankfully, his friend agreed to this rather difficult request.
"Yes ... he has started his way to the passport-making place," said Mrs. Eveline as she put a thick jacket on her husband's body.
Suddenly, the look in Mrs. Eveline's eyes seemed to be looking for something. After putting on the jacket, she then looked around.
"Hilda! Let's go, honey!" She shouted from the front of the family room.
A second later, Hilda appeared with a cheerful face from behind her bedroom door. She was ready with his school supplies.
"Let's go to Uncle Fajar's place first. Then you will be escorted by him, okay," said Mrs. Eveline while touching her daughter's nose with her index finger.
Because, that day, Mrs. Eveline planned to take care of her best friend's needs, as a result, she chose to ask Fajar for help. Because he couldn't have invited Hilda to the place where the passport was made. Besides being afraid because she is tired of waiting, Hilda also has to keep up with her learning activities at school.
"Ready, Mom!" said Hilda still with a cheerful face.
"Don't be naughty, according to what Uncle Fajar said. And one more thing, don't cry when you go to school. Promise?" said Mrs. Eveline as she put her pinky finger in front of Hilda.
Instead of linking her pinky to her mother's, Hilda immediately threw her arms around her. Hug tightly to the person he loves the most.
"Hilda is a smart kid. So, you can't cry," she whispered while still hugging the middle-aged woman.
Mrs. Eveline then thanked God very much. Because she could see the smile on his daughter's face again. Hilda has also promised herself not to take to heart the words of her friends at school.
To be continued ....