Home With the Head of Department
1. Go to Jakarta

Since the departure of his father. Seventeen-year-old girl who has the full name "Pearl of Morning Dew" must inevitably carry out the will left by her late father.

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To you my dear son: The Pearl of the Morning Dew

This letter is my apology and my hope for you.

Dew...

When you were a child, you were in my arms.

Letting you protect, direct, teach you the things you need to know in the face of this world.

I try to give you love and attention, even though sometimes you can't understand how you do it.

In the end, you believe that you will be safe as long as you are with you, because you are the one who gave life to you.

In fact, you consider your superhero father.

I'm sorry, son.

If you're reading this, it means you're no longer by your side.

I hope you can achieve the goals you dream of, son.

"Home number 01. Jg. Johar Baru Utara 01, Central Jakarta."

After reading this letter, I hope you can come there soon.

There's a little money I left in the urn on the kitchen table.

Again, forgive me. Nak.

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Dew read the letter with trembling hands and a crying heart. He did not expect that his father would leave him. His mother had died when he was a child, perhaps when he was two years old. He was taken care of only by his grandmother and father. Last year, her grandmother died too. This year, her father left her.

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Early in the morning, Dew was ready to go to Jakarta. From Demak, he took a bus to go to Jakarta. Dew carried some of the hundred thousand bills his father had left in the kitchen urn.

The atmosphere of the morning was not as crowded as usual. Many of the seats on the bus are empty. Dew sits in the middle seat, near the window. The goods he carried were neatly packed in the suitcase he put in the trunk under the bus. Dew brought some food, there was bread, candy, bananas, and water for him to drink on the bus. The dew had to be frugal, he had to arrive immediately at the address written by his father in the letter.

After taking approximately ten hours of travel, Dew has finally arrived in Central Jakarta. His watch has shown at four in the afternoon. He got off at Terminal Senen, Central Jakarta. Not to forget, Dew took the suitcase he put in the trunk of the bus. And the Dew immediately walked out of the Senen Terminal. He was looking for a vehicle that could deliver him to the address listed on his father's will. The clouds looked to the right and to the left. He thinks hard.

"Duh, what up. Ojeks? Ah, but I'm afraid of riding an ojek. A taxi? Costly. Up bajaj?" his mind in the heart.

Finally he kept walking. Until he saw there was a bus stop.

"It looks like it's a bus stop in the city, just try to get there" he thought as he walked dragging his suitcase.

At first he did not know, but at the bus stop there were guards. Shamelessly, Dew immediately asked the young female guard stop.

"Excuse me, Ma'am. Sorry, I'd like to ask. If you want to go to Jalan Johar Baru Number 01 can take this Trans Jakarta Busway?" ask Dewun.

"Oh, yes. Here's the money, ma'am." Dew handed a piece of money five thousand to the stop keeper.

"Yes, wait a minute." It appeared that the young lady guard at the stop was pressing the ticket machine, and a ticket receipt came out of the machine.

"This, the receipt, this is the change. Please stump in corridor three huh!" the guard orders the stop.

The dew receives the change of money and the receipt. Then he nodded and said to the guard, "thank you."

Dew sits in the passenger waiting seat of the busway. I heard the call from the female guard.

"Dec, get on that bus" said the guard, pointing at the bus that had stopped.

Quickly, Dewun immediately boarded the Trans Jakarta Busway.

"Wuah, this bus is great. If only in Demak there is a Trans Demak yes, surely leaving school will be more comfortable. No need to ride a bike," he was strangled in his heart.

The dew closed his eyes. Enjoy the atmosphere of riding Trans Jakarta Busway. There are soft-played songs and cold AC buses. Make the Dew very comfortable to be in the busway.

I don't know how many minutes he was on the busway. The bus guard headed towards him and asked, "Where are you going down, deck?"

"On No.1 Johar Baru Street, Brother." Dew answered,

"Oh, it means it's coming down, yes" said Mas, the man in charge of opening the busway door.

"Yes, it's." The dew just nodded following his directions.

Tong Ting!

The busway bell has rung. After the door opened, Dew immediately got off the bus by dragging his suitcase. He opened his phone. See google maps. Dew walk following map. It is true that he is already at Jalan Johar Baru No. 1 now. He just needs to find a house with the number 01. Dew runs through one by one a row of shophouses and mansions that are on the road. Until he saw there was a high fence number 01 on it. His house from the outside looked spacious and very luxurious. There was a security guard at the gate of the house.

"Here, this must be. Number 01," her inner self in heart.

Before entering. Dew reread his letter. If he had the wrong address.

"Udah really. But what is this? I was told to come to the artist's house or what? So broad!" the pekikin' in heart.

"Huhu. I hope there's a lot of good things in there."

Dew took the time to hope before he entered the house. And finally, he stepped foot near the gate guarded by several guards.

"Excuse me, Sir. I Dewun. I get a message if I have to come to this house" he explained to the security guard.

The security guard who saw the arrival of Dewun looked at each other with his partner.

"Joko! Maybe this is the girl that Madam meant? Who came from that village, was told to be a petrifier in this house?" The security guard named Kris seemed to be wondering.

"Yes, maybe. Tell me to go in, not let Madam get angry with us later," said Mr. Satpam named Joko.

Dewun once explained with Pak Satpam if only he was not a maid. More accurately called a guest. Who came from the village to fulfill his father's will. However, he was afraid that if he explained it to Mr. Satpam, he would not be allowed into the house.

"Bodo is very. The security guard wants to call me a maid candidate or something! The important thing is that I can go into this house and show the owner of this house his will" he cried in his heart.

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