Khadija
Prejudice Jacinda.

...46. Prejudice Jacinda....

Her face reddened, Jihan bit her lower lip until blood spots appeared there. His hands had been clenched ever since he took dozens of photos that Jecin threw on the desk. Photos of him enjoying the night with several different men with a very embarrassing scene. Embarrassing if done while conscious, but in the photo Jihan is really in a state of full consciousness.

“What do you mean?!” Jihan throws the photo to Jecin's face, who is only met with a sneaky sneer.

“Jecin didn't want to be involved, Aunt, but already because the pretentious Aunt's son interfered,” said Jecin as light as having no fault either on Jihan or Blue.

Jihan's emotions grew increasingly unstable looking at Jecin's annoying expression. He still does not understand what and why Jecin did all this, and why also Jecin involved himself under the pretext of needing a defense.

“Explain your intent in detail, Jacinda!” the tail of Jihan's eyes could not be separated from Jecin's movements that became. Jecin walked towards the safe behind the fresco, after opening it by pressing the password, he took out a roll of paper and another sheet.

Jecin put his luggage on the table, then opened a roll of paper that contained a photo of Dusk and a man he knew the man was Dewo Yudistira, the father of Jacinda. But in a photo like the wedding photo, Dusk still looks very young, percis like Dusk he met for the first time decades ago.

“Senja? This is your Papi, right? Ap...” Jihan did not continue her sentence, she even smothered her own mouth as if in disbelief. It is very clear if it is a wedding photo, but as far as he knows, the Dusk he used to know was only a young girl, a teacher from the school where Blue studied. “You son, Dusk?” keep Jihan.

Then Jecin flipped over another piece of paper, a copy of the birth certificate. Jihan frowned as she read carefully. The birth certificate of the child actually has Jecin, because there is a full name Jacinda Yudistira, but one thing that attracts the attention of Jihan, there is no name Dewo as a father there, but there is no one who is interested in the name of Dewo, only listed the name of Laluna Raya as the biological mother of Jecin.

“Can you just explain Jecin?? I don't understand why you're showing all this! From what I read, you are definitely not a Dusk child, and indeed as far as I am Dusk have no children when married to Awan. Keep this, the same photo of Dusk Dewo, I know Dusk never married, but do not know if it turns out he was his widow Papimu.”

“Now explain what all this means!” jihan was furious as he pointed at all the photos and papers that filled the table.

Jihan was still standing watching Jecin who was sitting around in circles in his chair. He began to regulate his breath so that he could digest well what Jecin would reveal.

“I'm the son of Luna, I'm also the son of Dewo,” Jecin said slowly while pointing to the wedding photo of Dusk then FC Deed of birth. “I even up to DNA tests to prove that I'm Papi's son or not, and the result is 99 percent I'm Papi's son.”

The look in Jecin's eyes implied disappointment, anger, as well as loneliness, making Jihan fall down then pull up the chair to sit opposite Jecin to hear further.

“I always wondered, what kind of relationship between Papi, Mami and the woman named Dusk was. Like what Dusk, so that Papi can not escape him even though there is already Mami Luna and I. Papi spent decades unaccompanied living simply because he still loved the person who now had his own family. Difficult, sick, suffering Papi struggling alone. Then one day, in a cafe I saw a woman whose picture was on all sides of the house, with her man and children, joking and laughing together, and it was! the real dancing above the sufferers of others!” Jecin clenched the photo sheet with rage ready to explode.

“I hate this woman, I hate her happiness, I hate her making Mami Luna almost without memories. She must feel what I feel, Mami Luna must now be smiling proudly to see Dusk suffer! although I don't know what their story is like, but I'm sure Dusk has made Mami I suffer.”

Jihan actually notices every word that comes out of Jecin's mouth, she catches that Jecin is only prejudiced badly about Dusk. The birth certificate is clear evidence that Jacin was born outside of marriage, because there is only the name of the mother in her and there is no connection with Dusk, or it could be Senjalah who became a victim here.

Jihan breathed. He is a monologue alone. Why fuss about the past that Jecin himself does not remember at all. Can't this one kid miss an insignificant thing and move on with his own life. Where lies his satisfaction after harming his own Papi's ex-wife. What an out-of-the-box behavior.

He was tired, almost 30 minutes in Jecin's apartment just to discuss the past of Dusk which he himself was not interested in at all. Jihan has a motive for Jecin that he can convey to Blue as evidence, all he needed right now was an answer to what Jecin meant by taking his personal photos while he was unconscious.

“Whatever is equally your revenge, I am not interested at all,” said Jihan ketus, he took a photo of himself and again threw right in front of Jecin, “Obviously aja means this what?”

“This is only part of what I put out, I still have many others.”

Jihan pulls the corner of her lips, “Basic cunning woman! child does not know manners, Luckily Blue refused to be in a match with you, I do not care what if my son accepts a devious woman like you to be his wife!”

“It's okay, I'm also not interested in very marriage with the rinses photographer. Sorry, we're different classes!”

“I just want us to work together,” said Jecin with a facial expression that almost makes Jihan vomit all the contents in her stomach.

*whispers